Page 63 of Cruel Ice

“Do what?” Marley breathed right back. “Kiss you?”Love you?A bit too late for that part because Marley feared she was falling fast. Being pulled deeper and deeper into Declan’s web with every moment that passed and every painful secret that was revealed.

Declan thought he was evil. He was so wrong. She’d stared evil dead in the eyes. She knew exactly what it looked like. She knew how evil’s touch felt. She knew the pain evil could bring.

Declan didn’t bring pain. He brought pleasure.

“I want to fuck you right now.” A savage rumble from him.

Did it look as if she was going to say no? “Um, I’m kissing you.” Another tender kiss. “Please take the kisses as a clear yes for what happens next.”

But his head lifted. His gaze—oh, that hazel burned. The gold was the strongest color blazing at her. “You kiss me softly, and I just want to fuck you hard.”

Marley swallowed.

“Right the hell here. I want to lift you up against the wall and fuck youhere.”

Emotions swirled around them. Dark needs. Desires. Tension. “What’s stopping you? As you already noted, I’m not wearing any pant?—”

He lifted her up. Pushed her until her shoulders hit the wall. His tongue thrust into her mouth. No tender kiss. No softness or comfort. Just hard, driving lust. A desire that was unchecked. A need that would consume her.

He pinned her to the wall even as he yanked up her dress. Shoved it toward her stomach. She heard the hiss of a zipper and knew he was going to do it. Fuck her right there. No preliminaries. No foreplay. Just fucking. Maybe it was what they both needed. Oblivion and then?—

“No!” Declan’s head whipped back.

What? He didn’t want to have sex with her? Pain iced her heart. Why did?—

“Pleasure first for you, always.” Then he was lowering her back down. No, wait, he was dropping to his knees before her. He parted her thighs. Lifted her up, angled her, and he?—

His tongue slid over her clit.

“Declan!”A choked scream.

He held her easily, with a strength that was both ferocious and chained and sexy all at the same time. Her shoulders hit the wall again. Her head tipped back as she gasped and moaned because his tongue was utterly relentless on her. Again and again, he licked at her clit. Wild strokes of his tongue as if he could not get enough of her. And then his tongue swirled and dipped into her.

Her heart thundered. Her eyes squeezed tightly shut as her whole body tightened in preparation for the orgasm that barreled toward her. He was working her clit again. Strumming her with his tongue. Sucking and kissing with his lips and she was—coming. Coming against his mouth on an explosion of pleasure that detonated through her body.

She could barely pull in a breath. The pleasure hit her in waves that churned and crested. Over and over. An orgasm that just didn’t seem to stop.

And he—he was rising. Lifting her even higher. Her eyes opened. Her legs wrapped around his hips. Her dress was hiked up at her stomach, and he was pushing the head of his cock into the slick, eager entrance of her body.

His face had locked into a tight mask of primitive need. A lust that couldn’t be controlled. Just the broad head of his cock had dipped into her, and it wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough.

“Marley…” Guttural.

She loved it when he said her name that way.

Her hips slammed against him, and she took every inch of him inside. A flash of discomfort filled her—because there was a whole lot of Declan—but oh, that discomfort vanished in an instant and then there was only pleasure. So much consuming pleasure as she rode him. As his hands bit into her waist and he lifted her up and down, up and down. Faster. Harder. His hipspistoned against her, and her hands clamped around his upper arms as she held on for the wildest ride of her life.

Another climax hit her. Blasted without any buildup or notice, and she could only cry out as the pleasure pulsed through her.

“Feel you…squeezing me.” Each word was thick with lust. “So fucking good…every inch of you…perfect.Mine.”

She could feel him. All of him. Driving into her ruthlessly. Over and over. And?—

“Tight. Hot.You’re all around me, sweetheart. That tight pussy is—fuck!” Declan stiffened.

Her eyes had closed once more. She opened them. His stare had turned even more ferocious.

“There’s nothing between us.” His jaw clenched. The words were bitten off. “Nothing. I have to?—”

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