Page 183 of Diamond Kisses

Lowering my head, I kissed her. My fingers stroked her clit, hard and rhythmic.

Sucking in a breath, she shuddered as her internal muscles feathered around me.

“That’s it,” I whispered. “Fuck, yes. Do that again.”

My eyes rolled back in my head as she clenched around me, dragging a curse from the depths of my blackened soul.

Fuck me.

Why?

Why did she have to feel so good? So hot, so wet, somine?

Why did I want to hurt her all while I loved her with every scrap of my soul?

My hips rutted faster, my body taking control.

Her submission made me inch closer to that line and an orgasm wrapped thorny and sharp around my spine.

“Yes.” She cried out as I hit the top of her. “God, yes.”

“Fuck.”

Her arms landed above her head on the pillow, granting me complete control.

“Christ.” I jack-knifed into her, again and again. “You feel so good.Fuck, you feel so good.”

With a gasp, she surrendered her final piece.

My hand clamped over her wrists above her head, pinning her down.

Her entire body jerked with pleasure. Her eyes turned molten as she obeyed me like a good little—

Nope.

Not going there.

She arched her hips, driving me harder,deeper.

I lost myself all over again.

I tried to make love to her, to honour her and respect her.

But with every moan, she did her best to shove me into my monstrosity—the creature who would happily fuck her and bleed her and use her as if he didn’t need her in order to survive.

Our eyes locked as we fell into a silent war.

A battle neither of us acknowledged.

But the beast inside me did. Blackness whispered how quickly she’d come if I—

No.

Never again.

I shook my head.

I locked down those thoughts.

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