Page 44 of Lose Me In The Shadows

“So you’re just going to beat on me again, huh? Going to flat out ignore the fact that it iswrongto take someone and keep them without their permission. Kidnapping is wrong, and the three of you can’t seem to get it through your thick skulls that if one party doesn’t consent to the relationship, it isn’t a relationship.”

“Yeah?” he taunted. “Then why are you wet right now?” Her pussy was glistening.

“Pavlovian response,” she countered, and he almost laughed.

“Funny,” he admitted, “I thought the same thing about you.”

And then he continued to spank her, his sadistic side delighting in her shrieks of rage, his lustful side taking pleasure in her pale ass turning almost magenta in color. She wasn’t going to be able to sit easily for days, and she’d think of him each and every time she had to.

Her face was turning red too from being upside down so long. He released her legs, one after the other, until she was flat on the bed again, a high-pitched yelp coming out of her when her ass touched the covers.

Unfortunately, now he was hard—and even though the idea of her begging for his forgiveness with his cock in her mouth made him even harder, he wasn’t letting her teeth anywhere near him.

There were other ways to punish her, though. He pried her thighs apart and sat directly on her lower legs, making sure not to leave all of his weight on her and crush her, but still hold her steady. It was the perfect position to start delivering swats directly on her pussy, and he was relentless as he spanked her, watching as her tight little cunt turned a fiery red to match the hair that grew there, and the spirit that drove the woman to do things like shoot him in the first place. His arm and shoulder were beginning to tire out, but her sounds had turned from outrage to need.

“Untie me,” she demanded through a moan.

“I don’t think so.”

“Luke, if you want to fuck me, you’re going to have to untie me.”

“Do you not like being tied down anymore, viper?”

She jerked at the new nickname. Maybe it hurt. Good. She didn’t feel like his sweetheart anymore.

“Not by you.”

“Bullshit,” he said, but he untied her, fully prepared for her to smack him across the face or go for his nuts. He almost wanted her to, if only to prove to himself that she hated him as much as he feared she did. That their relationship was so fractured, there was no point in trying to fix it.

What had she just said? It’s not a relationship unless all parties consent?

Kara’s hands on his shoulders interrupted the dark train of thoughts, especially when she dug her finger in his shoulder. Fuck, that hurt. She used his distraction to maneuver him off her body, shoving him down and straddling him.

“Your reflexes are getting faster,” he told her, almost impressed.

“Osmosis,” she said, and he laughed again, lifting her up off his lap with his good arm so he could position his cock as he lowered her back over him. He paused, hovering her over him so her pussy’s entrance barely touched his tip. It took more energy than he had, but he had a point to prove.

“Say you don’t want it, and I’ll put you back on the bed and go sleep somewhere else. I’ll never touch you again.”

The relief almost hurt when she didn’t even take a beat to respond.

“Do it,” she countered. “Fuck me.”

“Nope, viper, you’re going to fuck me.”

As he lowered her onto his cock, he noted with pleasure that she was wet enough to glide straight down until she sat directly on top of him, moaning and writhing on him. She felt so tight, and she still fit him perfectly, like her pussy had been shaped exactly to fit his cock inside her, two meant-to-be puzzle pieces. He hated her a little for that. He hated himself more.

When he slapped her already stinging ass, she shrieked, loud enough that they probably could hear her downstairs or in the west wing or wherever in this gargantuan gaudy castle. So he did it again, and again. “Ride me. Make love to me like you want to twist my heart up into pieces and then rip it into shreds. You’re good at that.”

She lifted and lowered, circling her hips, riding him, but not fast enough. He spurred her on with quicker slaps to her ass cheeks, one after the other.

“Just lie there then,” she panted as she bounced on his cock, and he almost missed what she was saying, he was so consumed by the way her big tits bounced, too. “Use me to get yourself off.”

“Oh, viper,” he growled, leaving her ass alone to deliver slaps to her nipples, aiding in the bouncing. “I can feel how close you are. You’re clenching around me and your whole body is flushed. It won’t take much for you to come, so who’s using who?”

He’d never fucked her like this. He’d been rough, but never mean. And it seemed like she liked it. He did too, even though it hurt something in him, and not just his shoulder.

“Fuck you,” she groaned, her hips circling faster.

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