Page 36 of Sinner's End

“Fucking asshole!” I yell, throwing my bedside lamp at Kaleb’s head.

He ducks without care, his gaze never leaving my form. His eyes darken before I realize I am naked. Ripping the sheet up, I cover my chest while continuing to glare at him.

“I came to see if you were okay,” he explains. “But this whole house smells of sex and cum, and I can’t fucking think straight.”

“And that is my problem, how?” I’m pissed at him for the omission I am just remembering, not matter how well he fucked me last night.

“I had the best sex of my life last night,” he says angrily. “My knees were weak for over an hour after pounding the best pussy I have ever eaten or fucked. And you fell asleep with a vibrator in your pussy.”

“Inside?”

“I let you sleep for an hour before I couldn’t stand it. I had to take it out.”

“So now you not only violate me while I am awake but asleep as well?”

Swinging my legs, I climb out of bed and move to the bathroom so I can finally brush my damn teeth. I leave the sheet behind, he’s already seen me naked after all, and I don’t have the mental capacity to care or argue with him right now. My entire life has been turned upside down in less than twenty-four fucking hours and I just need a moment of normal.

“Don’t walk away from me, Addi,” he growls behind me but I ignore him.

It only takes him a few seconds before he invades my space once more. I watch him from the corner of my eye. He is still the gorgeous man that swept me off my feet so easily, someone I wanted to get to know better, perhaps even build a life with. But now he is also the man that reminds me of a fucked-up deal I still don’t understand. One thing I am certain of is that Mana isn’t going to let either of us go.

“I need to know,” he says softly.

“Know what?” I ask after spitting out my toothpaste and starting to adjust the water flow and heat in the shower.

Turning me around, he grabs me by the throat and walks me into the shower until my back hits the tiles. A woosh of air leaves me. His grip is firm but not harsh or constricting. His glare on the other hand is deathly.

“I want to know why the woman I fucked like a goddamned animal was asleep with a vibrator inside her pussy three hours later.”

He is pissed off. Very. I wonder what he will do if I refuse to answer him. Where did that thought come from? All of this is so out of character for me it’s not even a little bit funny. I would never let any man touch me or talk to me like this. Much less degrade me and share me like Kaleb and Mana did last night. What the fuck is wrong with me right now?

Not that my thoughts change my actions. Instead of answering Kaleb, I shake my head.

“Did I not fuck you hard enough?” he roars punching the tile beside my head. I don’t even flinch. Somehow I know Kaleb won’t ever hurt me. Even when he’s like this. Fury rages within him. “Was what Mana did and what I did not enough to sate and satisfy you? Do you need more? Tell me now.”

His gaze is crazed as he scans my face for any kind of truth. After long moments he releases me, scrubbing his hand over his face.

“I can’t let you go,” he murmurs. “I’ve never been so obsessed about anything in my life but with you, it’s like a fucking disease. Even if I have to share you with Mana, I will keep you.”

A shudder works its way through me at the vehemence behind his words. He is both pained and determined and it’s the mixture that has me telling him the truth.

“I had a dream,” I say softly, still standing with my back against the wall. “You and Mana. Hands, cocks, lips. I woke up needy all over again even if I shouldn’t.”

“And now?” he asks, his voice low as he roves his ravenous gaze over me.

A whimper falls from lips unbidden as I rub my thighs together.

In the blink of an eye, Kaleb has me on my knees, his hands wrapped rashly in my hair. He pushes his soaking jeans down his hips to free his cock before prodding at my lips. Not for a single second do I ever contemplate pushing him away, fighting him, or saying no. I want this, I want him.

He spears me with his length, hitting the back of my throat and causing me to gag. I look up at him through my lashes, his face a mixture of pleasure and pain, starkness and beauty. His hips thrust forward, pushing his length down my throat over and over. My hand slips between my thighs, rubbing at my wet pussy.

Lost in the moment I don’t realize Kaleb is watching me before he pulls me from the floor by my hair. A pained sound falls from my lips at the burn in my scalp but my protest falls on deaf ears. He drags me out of the bathroom, our bodies leaving a trail of water across the tiles and carpet before he pushes me down on my bed, face-first.

“I should leave you needy and dripping,” Kaleb says above me as he keeps me pinned to the bed. “But I need to teachyou a lesson.” His palm connects with my wet ass cheek, stinging like a bitch. A sound I’ve never made before falls from my lips. “Such a pretty little whore,” Kaleb whispers in my ear. “But you need to learn, pet, that we own all your orgasms now.”

His cock spears me, hitting a perfect spot deep within, nearly ripping me apart. I don’t remember feeling this last night but my body was already spent. He sets a brutal pace, fucking into me like a madman while he uses my hair to keep me trapped beneath him as leverage for his thrusts.

In the distance I hear vibrating before I feel something hard pressed against the rosette of my ass. Then it hits me, my fucking vibrator.

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