Page 69 of Where the Wicked Reign

He grabbed a fistful of Caterina’s hair and told her, “Shatter all over his big cock, darlin’. Drench that fucking shaft.”

He was trying to end it, to stop things now, before any more damage was done.

Before we did any more damage to each other.

Fuck that.

He was just overreacting.

Obviously sent by Milo.

I shoved all that back down as she bit my shoulder, pain exploding.

As she drew back smirking, blood smeared both her lips and teeth.

“More,” I rasped.

“Nomore,” Julian said, a moment before the vibe’s intensity tripled.

Caterina screamed and convulsed on me, ceasing her thrusting and rocking roughly instead, as she came all over my cock.

Her walls clamped down around me fiercely, and I couldn’t hold it any longer.

I abruptly lifted her off my cock with one hand, ripped the condom off, then came all over her stomach and her thighs for good measure.

I needed her wearing my cum.

I put her down on my legs and through the heady pleasure, I was vaguely aware of her about to lash out at me like the beast she’d become for me tonight, when Julian snagged both her arms and yanked them behind her back. The vibrator went crazy, and he held her at his mercy as he forced her to come again and again.

When he finally pulled the vibrator free and tossed it, she was utterly spent, and he lifted her off me and carried her limp body to the couch and laid her down as she looked up at him with dazed eyes, breathing heavily.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he uttered, staggering back and adjusting his hard dick in his pants as he stood there shaking his head at us.

It took me a few moments to come down from it and when I did, when my sanity and ability to think again returned, I saw exactly why he’d pushed things to a faster finish than either me or Caterina had intended.

Her entire body was covered in sweat, her hair matted. There were bruises forming all over her thighs, her throat. Blood trickled down her chest from her nipples and there were scratches all over her too. Her cunt looked red-raw, deliciously well-fucked.

And as for me, sweat completely drenched me too. My face, throat, chest and back were stinging with scratches, many that I could see were bleeding. I was covered in her sweet juices and there were a shitload of bruises all over me too, my skin scored with her bite marks. She’d sunk her teeth in deep. Even my cock had sustained damage from her.

I smiled out at her.Fucking perfect.

It had exceeded all my expectations.

Shehad.

More than all of that, she’dfinallygiven that part of herself to me.

Our monsters had collided.

And they’d had a fucking field day.

I just knew now, there was no going back for me.

Obsession cemented.

Forevermore.

Forget the marriage directive, forget her calling it fake and just business.

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