Page 99 of Beautiful Venom

My head hums with a low, constant buzz, and my body resurrects.

From the ashes.

From the dead.

Kane is the only one who’s ever managed to provoke this bizarre side of me.

Maybe it’s due to his unorthodox methods.

Maybe because he fucks me hard and fast, confiscating all of my control whether I like it or not.

Maybe because I can’t think straight.

Or maybe, just maybe, I’m sick in the head and only enjoy this rough play.

I love how with every touch, pleasure mixes with pain until the two are indistinguishable.

Every thrust goes deeper, harder, electrifying every fiber of my body. My moans and whimpers and veiled curses echo in the air, piercing the silence, fusing with the obscene sound of his in-and-out.

But he doesn’t stop.

Doesn’t slow down.

His breaths grow ragged and rough. “You’re made for me. Onlyme.”

I can’t stay upright and grab onto him. My nails dig into the collar of his shirt—or jacket—but it’s not enough. I loll forward with his powerful thrusts and nearly fall, but he wraps a strong hand around my hip and circles his fingers along my stimulated clit.

“Come for me. Show me how much you want this.”

It’s impossible to last.

I can’t.

The moment he touches me, I’m a goner.

My body jerks and I tremble all over as I fall apart on his cock. I hold on to him for balance as wave upon wave washes over me, consuming my every nerve.

I press my eyes closed, feeling every inch of him as he fucks me, never slowing down or becoming gentle.

A part of me likes this. The part that never really liked gentle.

Kane releases my hair and squeezes a hand around my throat. “You’re ruining everything.Everything.”

I didn’t think it was possible, but his rhythm intensifies, becoming harder, his thrusts longer and deeper, hitting a sensitive spot inside me.

“Everything,” he growls, his words sharp and raw.

There’s no trace of the controlled Kane.

The one who hid in a fortress with no key.

He’s entirely himself. Undiluted.

“You shouldn’t have come into my life.”Thrust.“Into my world.”Thrust.“Into my fucking system.”Thrust.“I’m going to break you to fucking pieces for daring to come close.”

I can feel the remnants of the orgasm transforming into something more powerful.

I can barely breathe due to his fingers smothering the sides of my throat.

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