Page 38 of Wicked Oath

“I’m sorry,” I whimper. “I’m ruining it.”

“You’re not ruining anything,” he says softly. “Who’s inside of you, Laney?”

“You are.”

“Hmm?” he asks.

“Daddy,” I whisper.

“Louder, baby. Who is inside of you?”

“Daddy,” I say, forcing the words out louder.

“That’s my girl. I’ve got you, okay?” he says as he slowly pushes into me. I expect him to slam into me, but he slowly and gently fucks me. It’s relaxing at first, but it starts to frustrate me.

“Talon,” I whine.

“What’s wrong, my love?” he asks, kissing me softly. I tighten my muscles around his cock, making him groan into my lips. “If you want something, Little Flower, speak up.”

“Please fuck me, Talon.”

“I am,” he remarks, groaning again when I tense up around him. I whine when he pulls out of me, and he chuckles.

“Fine. Please fuck me hard. I don’t want to think. I just want to scream and get rid of the feeling of him inside of me,” I explain. Talon growls at the reality that another man was inside of me. Even nonconsensual, I can feel the rage move through his body. “Tal, I need you to fuck me like I don’t want it and make me come like it’s a punishment.”

“You know I’d never punish you for that, right?” he asks.

“I know. But the most comforting place is under you, and I desperately need a reminder that I am yours and no one has the right to use my body but you,” I say. “It’s not that I want you to hurt me; I want us both to see that you are the only person I want inside of me ever again. Brutal can be blissful when you trust the person leading.”

“You tell me if I hurt you, okay?” he says, and I nod happily. Talon brings my legs to his shoulders before placing his hands on the bed beside me. The last time he had me like this, he nearly broke me.

“Fuck,” I yell out when he slams his cock deep inside of me but instantly starts pounding me into the bed. “Oh… fuck… Oh God… Tal.”

I involuntarily try to straighten my legs and push him away. “Don’t move,” he growls as he presses into me and quickens his pace.

“Fuuuck,” I yell and continually try to push him away. Talon grunts before hooking his arms behind my legs so they are spread far apart, and I am folded in half. I lose all leverage to push him and now he can reach even deeper as he suddenly finds an unrelenting speed. At a certain point, I stop fighting him and I let myself get lost in this feeling of being destroyed from the inside out.

Talon drops my legs and wraps his hand around my throat. Instead of squeezing, he kisses me hard, and I whimper against his lips with every thrust he makes, and he grunts as he bottoms out. By the time we come together, we are exhausted. I pull Talon down to lay on me and I quickly start to doze off.

I am suddenly jolted awake when I hear Viper’s voice. “Hey… oh. Sorry. Shit, my bad,” he says.

“You’re good. Just shut the door,” Talon says as he gets up.

“I’m too naked for people to be awkwardly standing around,” I mutter.

“He just cradled your nearly naked body earlier; it’s not a big deal for him to see me clean my come off you,” Talon says.

“I’m to tired to argue,” I smile.

“What’s up?” Talon asks Viper.

“Torch is handling his body. Everything else is taken care of,” Viper says.

“We need to just lay low and not bring attention to anything,” Talon says.

“I agree,” Viper says.

“Why?” I ask.

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