Page 143 of Unwrapping Deviance

I realize he means Daniel’s bite mark and I shiver at the thought of having another one from Christian on the other side.

“Mark me, Christian,” I whisper.

I hear his deep, rumbling groan wash through the room, barely controlled.

“Fuck, you’re such a good girl, but not tonight.”

I’m only given a second to feel my disappointment before he’s pulling away from me. I’m dragged down onto my back. I keep my arms up because he hasn’t told me to pull them down yet.

He notices and his kiss is breathtaking. It curls my toes and rushes down my body with the consistency of warm honey.

“Such a good, fucking girl,” he breaths into my ear. “Good girls get a treat.”

Excitement shoots through me as he twists his body over and reaches for something else on the nightstand. I don’t see what it is until I hear the familiar, faint buzz and his lips are at my ear once more.

“Found this under your pillow.” My vibrator slips between my thighs, my lips and grazes my clit. “It smells like your pussy.”

I squeeze my eyes shut as he moves the silicone back and forth over all my swollen nerve endings.

“Don’t cum, Mira,” he coaxes.

“You ... you said I was getting a treat,” I grind out through clenched teeth.

The toy penetrates my vagina. Its little slender shape does nothing to fill my walls the way the boys do, but the vibration makes up for it.

“You will,” he says. “The night isn’t over. I still have so much fun for us planned.”

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry as he slides up and around my clit with the tip.

“Please, Christian, please let me cum. It’s been hours!”

“An hour and a half,” he corrects. “Not yet.”

Hot tears burn my eyes as frustration builds in my throat. “Why are you doing this?”

“Because, my darling little brat, I can. Because you suffer so sweetly. Because your pain makes me so fucking hard.”

Without warning, the device has nudged my back entrance and is lodged in my ass.

I don’t know what I feel first.

Surprise?

Horror?

Pain?

Everything avalanches over me in a crashing wave that only intensifies when Christian climbs over me and pushes himself in, too.

The combination of the persistent humming and Christian’s steady thrusting, I know I’m not going to make it.

“If you cum, Mira my love, I will start all over again,” he threatens in my ear as my body shudders and tightens.

“Asshole!” I sob.

He snickers still fucking me, still driving deeper, faster inside me until I feel his cock bulge and twitch. Hot cum hits my walls and leaks down my ass to cover the handle of my toy.

Christian pushes up onto his hands to peer down my humming body to where he’s still buried inside me. He reaches down and pinches my clit. Hard.

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