Page 39 of Vengeful Valentine

“Take what you want from me,” he snapped raspily. Ashmine could use him however she chose. He washersto use. Ace owed her as much. He had taken her virginity, pushed her to go for his brothers too soon, came up with the idea to break into the police station,andhe never told her about the camera.

Never warned her she was being recorded.

It was how she was blackmailed in the first place.

Ace had a million regrets in life. From how he was raised to who he became. But they all washed away with the realization that if it weren’t for his choices, for the decisions he made, he never would have ended up here, butt ass naked, balls deep in the woman of his most beautiful nightmares.

“Ace,” she groaned as she swirled down on him again.

His name on her lips was lighter fluid to the fire that burned across him.

This cabin wasn’t well heated, but to him, it wasscorching.

His hands came up between them. One moved to her pointed pink nipple, rolling it between two fingers before pinching down hard. He repeated the same action with his other hand, but on her clit.

She convulsed around him.

“Bite it,” she commanded, not stopping her rhythm but inclining her other breast to his face.

He leaned up, closing his mouth around the soft skin, his tongue lashing out to find and play with her nipple as his teeth latched down.

He clamped his jaw, bitinghardwhile his hand on her clit pinched as much as he could.

Her bouncing became erratic, and he thrust up as best he could into her. It was all he needed, his nerves alight with years of pent up neediness.

She was everything he had ever wanted. She was his soul. She was the darkness he would always run towards.

Ashmine. Shewashis. She was all of theirs.

Unused energy skirted through him in pulsating waves as he trembled below her doing his best to not lose himself too soon.

“Fuck!” she screamed.

Fucking finally.

He let go of years of agony, neediness, longing as he came deep inside her.

He only had a moment of pure bliss as he stared up into her deep hypnotic eyes before she was ripped off of him.

Chapter 22

Hawk

Pure hedonisticneedpulsated deep in Hawk’s gut as he watched the scene play out before him.

As Ashmine rode Ace for her own enjoyment.

The feeling beat its way past his numbed nerves.

Ecstasy marred her face, her eyelashes fluttering shut, the tip of her tongue sticking out as she concentrated on her pleasure. Hawk remembered that look. She had made it for him when she sunk onto his cock in that clearing all those years ago.

At least she had until he had forced her to roll. Slammed her into the ground. Cemented his love into her.

Hawk expected jealousy’s cold tendrils to wrap around his throat, but they were absent.

Contrarily, Hawk just wanted to join them, to take her and grab her and sink his cock into her. Show her how much hehurt. How much pain he had gone through in their time apart.

He was angry,livid.But that rage was no longer pointed to the woman naked in front of him riding their brother.

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