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He clenched his jaw. “I—I want to push the line. I want to pushyourlines. I want to punish us both, even though I know you don’t deserve it. And that’s why we can’t.”

“You might think you want to hurt me, Ty, but I don't think you will. At least, not without giving me pleasure, too," I said. "Touch me."

“No,” he said bluntly.

“Why, because the others are coming?”

He scowled. “I have nothing against your sister, but Kage and Dante have touched you plenty in front of me. If they saw us, I’d fucking love it.”

“Then do it, Ty! I want it. I want you. Forget everything that came before, at least for now. I’m here. I’m begging you. Let me prove to both of us that whatever you do to me, I’d relish it—because the alternative is being without you, and that’s an agony I can’t live with anymore."

Chapter 53

Camille

Isaw the moment Ty snapped long before he touched me. But when he did touch me, I wanted to weep with relief.

He grabbed me and backed me against the wall. Nothing about his movements were soft or gentle. Testing him, I tried to pull away, but his grip tightened even more.

“So, you wanna fuck me, huh?” he taunted. “Who’s next? Since you’re obviously trying to fuck your way through campus.”

I yanked my arm out from his grasp and slapped him across the face. He stared at me for a moment and then laughed, pressing his body against mine. He reached up and cupped my jaw, digging his fingers in hard. I gasped when he kissed me so hard our teeth clashed, and I felt my lip split open.

I moaned. Thoughts of his rock-hard cock violating me sent tingles racing through my body.

“What do you want, Cami?” he muttered in my ear as he kissed along my neck. “Do you want me to pretend that I’m a stranger and sneak through your window, then fuck you while you’re sleeping?”

Holy shit, it might make me twisted, but that sounded good.

“Or maybe follow you into the woods and attack you while you’re running,” he whispered, his hands moving between my thighs. “You try to fight me off, but I’m too big. Too strong. So, you lie there and take it, praying I don’t hurt you.”

I moaned as my arousal spiked. Ty’s words unlocked dirty, nasty thoughts in my mind. I wanted all that and more. I wanted pleasure and pain—even fear—at the same time.

“Give me your worst,” I said.

“God damn it, Camille!” he said, even as he roughly began tearing at my clothes. He squeezed my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers. I breathed out, pain searing through me that was quickly replaced with desire. His hand dipped between my legs. I moaned, so wet and turned on.

“I can’t hear you,” he taunted, teasing me as he touched me everywhere but where I wanted him to. I grabbed his hand and tried to force his fingers inside me. He grabbed hold of my wrist, denying me. “Not until you admit what a slut you are.”

“I am a slut, Ty. If you let me, I’ll be your slut.”

“You fucking dirty little girl,” Ty muttered, kissing my neck, then biting it. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for days.”

Without warning, he turned me and bent me over the armchair next to us.

“Touch yourself,” Ty ordered.

I bit my lip, spread my legs apart, and began massaging my clit. Ty watched for a moment, then he pushed my hand away and took over, his fingers warm and rough as they explored me. I moaned, so wet and ready for him. He slapped my ass, and I jumped, the sting of his assault radiating through my body as he rubbed my swollen clit. I moaned again as he rubbed the tip of his cock against my pussy, teasing me.

“Please, stop,” I said suddenly, shocked by my own impulses.

He froze.

“I don’t want this.”

Shit, had I actually said that?

I did want this. But I remembered when Kage and I had talked about consensual non-consent. How intrigued and aroused I’d been at the idea.

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