Page 173 of Deviant

“It leaves us with this.”

And before I lose my nerve or let doubt and confusion continue to muddle my thoughts, I do the one thing that has always felt right… I kiss her.

Rowen flings her arms around my neck, letting me take… take… take everything she has to give in this one kiss.

And as our kiss deepens, and her fingers run through my hair while mine dig into her hips, I breathe her in, her scent intoxicating my very bloodstream.

“I’ve missed you,” she confesses while I nibble at her lower lip. “I’ve missed you so much. These last three days without you have been…”

“Agony,” I grunt before silencing her with my mouth. I hungrily swallow every little moan she makes as my tongue wrestles with hers.

She knows I don’t need permission to take what’s mine, what should have always been mine, and instead lets me run full rein over her mouth and body.

“Elias,” she whimpers when just kissing isn’t enough to soothe the ache in between her thighs.

I grab a fistful of her hair and pull her head all the way back just so I can lick the slope of her throat. “Tell me what you need, Roe. I need to hear you say the words,” I growl before sinking my teeth into her neck.

“Elias,” she moans again, grabbing my hard cock through my pants just to end her suffering.

I swat her hand away and growl, “Say… the… words.”

“Fuck me.”

Every inch of my body comes alive as if with those two words, she’s breathed life back into my cold bones.

“Good girl,” I praise, halting her by the waist, her legs wrapping themselves around my hips. I turn us toward the window and slam her back against it.

“I want the whole world to see why they can’t fuck with what’s mine,” I grunt before gripping her chin to look me in the eye. “Because make no mistake, Roe, you are mine.”

Her eyes go half-mast as if I’ve just recited the most beautiful poem she’s ever heard.

“Elias, please,” she begins to beg, going out of her mind with want.

“I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you.”

I don’t think too hard about why I just called her that, and instead order her to hold on tight, long enough for me to pull down my sweatpants and hike up her skirt until it’s bulged around her waist.

“This isn’t going to be pretty,” I warn as I slide her panties to the side and find her pussy already slick with need. “I’m going to fuck you hard and fast. Nod if you understand?”

Rowen nods obediently, her gaze hungry and desperate.

“Please….I need to feel you inside me.”

Fuck me, but hearing Roe beg for my cock just became my favorite melody in the whole fucking world.

“Say that again,” I groan as I rub the crown of my cock with her juices. “Beg for my cock. Let me hear you say it again.”

“Elias,” she moans, her lips scorching me from within as she plants sweet little kisses over my neck, chin, and cheek until her mouth is right at my ear, her sweet breath causing a shudder to run through me. “Stop playing games and fuck me already.”

My cock doubles in size at her command, and without further warning, I thrust deep inside of her, moaning out her name as I do.

Fuck.

Just as I promised her—or threatened, not sure anymore—I fuck her good and hard against the windowpane, the damn thing rattling so hard I’m almost afraid it’s going to break.

But I don’t give a fuck.

Not while my doe-eyed girl takes all I have to give and then some. Taking a page from my handbook, she bites into my shoulder while I fuck her so hard I no longer know where I begin and she ends. My hands are gripping her so tight they’ll leave gorgeous bruises that I get to kiss in the days to come. With my teeth, I pull her shirt down just enough to sink them into the swell of her breasts, needing to mark every inch of her, declaring to the world that there isn’t a part of her body that doesn’t belong to me. Needing to catch just a little bit of the show we’re putting on, I grab her by the throat and hold her against the window just so I can watch my cock slide easily and effortlessly inside her tight cunt.

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