Page 51 of Outlaws of Tulsa

Her breathy begging is nearly my undoing. Rather than give in, I slide another finger in with my other. A sob escapes her. I know it hurts. But she needs to be ready for anything in this life. Anal included.

“Relax, baby,” I murmur against her lips. “Let me stretch you. Someone’s going to put their dick in there and they won’t be as gentle as me. You need to be ready.”

“I don’t want someone,” she chokes out. “I want you.”

Possessiveness curls itself around my heart.

“In this life, we don’t always get what we want.”

I fuck her hard with my two fingers in her ass, devouring every whimper and sob that comes out of her mouth. When I think she’s good and stretched, I slip my fingers out and slap her ass.

“Now come all over my dick, Hadley. I want to come with you.”

With newfound determination and tears streaming down her red cheeks, she sits up. Her hands find mine and she threads our fingers together. I hold her as she uses my body to find release.She tilts her body, making the head of my cock barely breach her opening. I nearly come right then. Instead, I growl out a warning at her.

“Hadley.”

She trembles and then bites down on her bottom lip before painfully sliding back off.

“Good girl,” I grit out. “Good fucking girl. It’s so much better when you listen.” I work my own hips in tandem with hers. “When you listen, it makes me want to keep you and take care of you.”

Her body quakes at my words. All it takes is a little bit more sliding along my dick before she tenses up. She screams out my name loud enough to tell the whole house what we’re up to. My nuts seize up seeing her lost to passion. I groan as my jizz shoots out of me and all up the front of my chest. She sits up on her knees as though she’s going to get off the bed. I grab her with one hand and then drag my fingers through my cum with the other. Our eyes meet and then I slide my wet, cum-drenched fingers along her slit. She gasps when I push them inside her cunt, fucking her gently and marking her with me. I pull my fingers out and scoop up another glob of cum, daring her to tell me no. The good girl just smiles at me. Her pussy sucks my fingers in, thirsty for my cum. As though I’m in some sort of fucked-up trance, I continue this until my chest is clean. Knowing she’s filled up with my cum does something to me.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

I pull her to me and hug her, nuzzling my nose in her hair. She relaxes against me. For a long time, I simply hold her and stroke her and kiss her. Eventually, I speak, breaking the spell.

“You don’t want to go home and you don’t have Junior. Is it Putnam? Are you trying to get back to him?”

She stiffens in my embrace. “No.”

“Are you sure you’re not just a whore for power?” I taunt, hoping to push her buttons and get some information from her.

“If I were a whore for power, I would’ve stayed my ass at home.” She sits up, breaking from my hold, to glower at me. “Fuck you, Koyn.”

“Nah,” I mutter. “You’ve already been dicked by a Putnam.”

Hadley

He can’t ignore me forever.

I cross my arms over my chest, knowing my outfit today is hot. Based on the looks of everyone besides Koyn, they agree. Koyn won’t even fucking look at me.

Bastard.

After he all but made love to me the other day, he just left me in my bed. Naked. Upset. Sated. Confused. Angry.

When we were in the middle of our intimate moments, I felt needed and wanted and desired. We were connected. Then, he just severed our link like I was an appendage he could do without.

He hates Magna.

He thinks I’m going to run off to be with Magna.

A shudder ripples through me.

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