Page 25 of Scarred Queen

Her terrified eyes met the steely determination in his. “Say his fucking name again,” he snarled, leaning down to speak in her face, his lips hovering above hers. His fingers tightened around her throat, cutting off her ability to speak and most of her ability to breath. “Speak that man’s name again in my home, in my very bedroom, I dare you,nena. Push me further, find out what willhappen.”

The elemental threat of his hand on her throat, controlling her very life both terrified and exhilarated her. She lifted her chin in defiance, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. His eyes followed the movement, heat flaring before meeting her gaze. Her eyes dilated in response.He eased his grip and leaned down to taste her lips, to follow the path of her tongue. Her eyes flashed up at him, giving him only the briefest of warnings before she sank her teeth into his lip, biting down hard enough to drawnblood.

He jerked back in surprise and then immediately reached for her, but she was gone in a flash, rolling out from under him and across the bed. Casey lunged off the other side of the bed, fueled by adrenaline, much faster than she thought herselfcapable.

He growled in annoyance, touching a finger to his lip and giving the bloody evidence on his finger the barest of glances. “Stop playing games,nena. You know this is inevitable. Act like a real woman and get your ass overhere.”

“Act like a real man, Reyes,” she taunted from across the bed, grabbing up the edge of a blanket and holding it against her naked body, “and go find a woman that wantsyou.”

She saw pure, unadulterated rage flash through his eyes right before he struck, lunging for her. He was so fast she didn’t stand a chance of getting away. She dropped the blanket and ran for all she was worth. He caught her by the ends of her hair as she tried to streak past him, yanking her back against his bare chest. She screamed in pain, but he eased his grip the moment her struggling body was in his arms. He picked her up and slammed her down hard on the bed, knocking the breath fromher.

He fell on top of her, squeezing her until she was forced to give up the fight or lose what little air she had left in her lungs. He leaned over her and said in her ear, “You need proof that you want me, Casey? I will be happy to show you this, over and over again until you beg me to stop. There is more than one way to torture a person and I’m happy to introduce you to this method so you will be more careful with your words to me infuture.”

He rolled off the bed, dragging her with him. She cried and begged him to let her go, but he completely ignored her pleas. She was terrified now that her defiance had brought out a monster in him. Years of punishments welled up in her, terrorizing her mind until she could think of nothing but getting away from Reyes. She fought with every ounce of strength she possessed, but it wasn’t much. She was the pampered trophy wife of a dead man with more issues than she could throw a stickat.

Reyes had her subdued and helpless with her arms tied tightly over her head with a belt quickly and efficiently. He didn’t bother tying her legs, growling down at her that he’d rather have free access to stretch them wide and pull them over his shoulders. She opened her mouth to shriek at him, but he slammed his lips over hers, swallowing her protests in a bloody kiss. He shoved his tongue deep into her mouth as if daring her to bite him again, but she didn’t have it in her to taunt him further. His retaliations were proving painful andhumiliating.

He kissed her over and over, stealing her breath, and drugging her with heat and need until she was meeting him kiss for kiss. Her baser instincts were taking over, giving way to the intense attraction that blazed within her whenever he touched her. The desperate desire to give this man exactly what he craved. Something inside her broke every time he touched her. Broke and woke up, clawed its way up her chest to meet him, reaching desperately for him, begging him for more. Clinging passionately to the man she recognized as her equal, even if her logical brain couldn’t do ityet.

A sob tore from her throat and she arched toward him in abandon, her lips wet with his blood and saliva. He slashed a grin down at her. “There’s mygirl.”

She pulled on her wrists, but the binding he’d tied her with held tight. She whimpered and twisted against it, tossing her head and looking at him imploringly, wanting to touch him back. He shook his back. “No,” he growled. “You were bad,nena. Tried to fly on your own. And I will never allow that. Now you can suffer thislesson.”

He moved down her body, worshipping her breasts, leaving a trail of blood in his wake. She couldn’t see the colour, but she could see the difference in shades against her skin and it was beautiful to her eyes. He lavished her breasts and nipples with such tender attention that it made her wild in her need to be closer to him. She arched her spine upwards, pressing herself into his hot possessive mouth. She’d never felt anything like the lash of his tongue against her sensitive nipple as he sucked it into his mouth and played with the engorged bud until she was screaming with pleasure, spreading her legs against the plush bedding and begging him formore.

“Más?” he questioned her. “You want more, Casey?” he growled against her body, tearing his mouth away from her flesh and climbing lower while she cried and whimpered, thrashing against herbonds.

“No!” she screamed as he pressed one hand between her breasts and forced her heaving body back into the bedding, then with a heated look, pressed his thumb against the core of her, sliding it along her pussy until he was pressing fully against her clit. “Fuck, yeeeesss!” she screamed, her head arched back into the pillows, her throat straining withtension.

He used his shoulders to force her slim, shaking legs wide and flicked her clit with his thumb until she was crying and begging him to both stop and continue. Sweat beaded against the hollow of her throat and she pulled weakly on the belt he’d wrapped around her delicatewrists.

He leaned in and inhaled her scent growling, “Fuckingcaliente,” against her flesh before devouring her with his tongue, driving her to the edge over and over again without allowing her to fall over. True to his word, Reyes tortured her in the most delicious way until she was writhing and crying underneath him, begging forrelease.

“Anything… please just stop,” she panted when he eased back again, stealing herrelease.

Tears leaked from her beautiful eyes where they were fixed on the ceiling. Despite the pain of an over sensitized body, she refused to look at him. She refused to give in entirely to the man who wanted to own her body and soul. He climbed up her body and took her jaw in his hand, forcing her to look at him, allowing her no escape from his world of deprivation. Her lips trembled as she met hiseyes.

“Give me what I want,” he rasped, lust, rage and admiration for her clashing and warring within, telling her he was as affected by her as she was byhim.

“I-I will never speak his name under this roof again,” she whisperedweakly.

Triumph blazed bright and with her jaw still tight in his hand, he took her lips in a passionate kiss filled with the promise of what was soon to come. She moaned into his mouth as she tasted herself on his tongue. He reached between them and positioned himself between her thighs, shoving her legs back until he was poised to take her. He leaned down over top of her until his lips were inches from her own. “Who do you belong to, Casey?” hedemanded.

She didn’t say anything for a second and then she met his eyes, one amber and one green clashing with his dark eyes. “You, Reyes,” she whispered. “I belong toyou.”

He dropped his head until his forehead touched hers and he thrust foreword, burying his full length within her. Casey cried out at the intrusion and bucked against the bed, arching her neck in protest. Tears of pain escaped her eyes and she squeezed them shut while she tried to adjust to the fullness of having a man in and on her body once again. Especially one as large asReyes.

He framed her face with his hands and dropped a kiss on her trembling lips. “Shhh,nena, come on. Open your eyes,” he urgedher.

A sob escaped her lips, but after another moment of adjustment she did open her eyes for him. She was afraid she would see triumph, but she didn’t. She saw concern. Just… raw worry as he searched her face for passion. She couldn’t deal with that. She couldn’t handle her own emotions let alone anything he might feel for her. Nothing about this situation was okay. She blinked again, closing her eyes and allowing herself to drift the way she used to when things got toooverwhelming.

“No,” he said sharply, shaking her. “No, Casey. You come back to me. Look at me,cariña.”

She blinked again and then he was in focus once more. Then he moved within her, withdrawing before plunging back in. She was tight, but she was also so very wet ensuring that it no longer hurt. It felt… fucking incredible! She gasped and lifted her hips to meet his thrusts. His eyes blazed with pride when her primal nature took over, rising up and meetinghim.

“Yes, Casey, fuck yes,” he growled, swooping down to kiss her hard on the lips again. She licked her lips, tasting herself in his kiss, sinfully spicy and erotic. “Good fuckinggirl.”

He set a hard, fast pace, fucking her with intense strokes that made her cry out and grip the leather belt above her head. He rode her hard, his cock bottoming out deep within her, slamming ruthlessly into her cervix. She tried to bring her knees up, to force him back, to slow him down, but he gripped her thighs and held her wide, stretching his body overhers.

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