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‘Want me to stop? Stop me,’ he said and then he kissed her, his tongue invading her mouth as his knee found its way between her legs and ground into her core.
She moaned, her wrists still pinned to the bed as he spread her legs wider and stroked her with the large bulge in his breeches.
‘Fuck, ‘he muttered, his hand moving down to unlace his clothes and pull out his cock.
‘I can smell how ready you are,’ he murmured. ‘I can sense your fear as well, but there’s no need for it.’
She whined beneath him as she felt him at her entrance. She didn’t know what to expect, but he didn’t do anything. He paused over her, taking a finger and teasing her folds. He brought his finger to her mouth.
‘Taste yourself,’ he murmured.
Eyes locked onto him, her tongue flicked out and she did as he demanded.
He slammed into her, and she cried out as white-hot pain made her struggle under him.
He hushed her. ‘I know it hurts,’ he murmured, kissing away her tears, ‘but it'll feel better in a moment.’
She looked up at him. This was so different than what had just happened with the Beast. Why had Ryder done it? He hated her. Was it because he hated her?
The pain in her eyes made his expression soften.
'Why?' she asked.
'Because you were always mine first.'
He kissed her hard and began to move inside her, the pain morphing into the pleasure he’d promised. Her hips rose off the bed to meet his hard thrusts and she cried out as he filled her over and over again.
In the midst of their movements, she looked over to see both Thorne and Nyx standing in the doorway, watching them. They both looked livid, but she noticed the arousal in their countenances as well … until Ryder growled and turned her head towards him.
‘You’d rather look at them while I’m fucking you?’ he snarled. ‘Fine.’
He pulled out and turned her onto her front, pulling her up to her knees and pushing her head down to the bed. He entered her hard, grabbing her hips and pushing himself into her almost viciously.
She moaned and gasped, grasping at the coverlet and staring at the others as they watched her. She screamed her sudden release, her body spasming under his as he grunted his own and pushed his seed deep into her.
He pulled out and got off the bed as she collapsed on it, panting and not entirely sure how any of that had just happened.
She opened her eyes and looked up at Rye who was fully clothed and had already put himself to rights. His expression was cold.
‘There’s the wanton bitch I remember,’ he said with a chuckle, ‘the one who’d do anything for a good, hard fuck, even hurt the men she said she loved. Now I remember why we were glad to be rid of you and your faithless cunt. My thanks for the reminder.’
She tried not to let the hurt show on her face. She’d expected his cruelty, hadn’t she? And yet she could hold back the tears that formed in her eyes.
Rye and Thorne hated her and now so did Nyx if his expression, as he stood frozen by the door was anything to go by.
She was alone.
CHAPTER6
NYX
It took Nyx a moment to comprehend what he was seeing as he stood in his doorway, fury and jealousy coursing through him the likes of which he'd never experienced before. His body shook as he watched Rye fucking Elle onhisbed, her hips rising to meet his thrusts in a frenzy of passion. His traitorous cock was hard in his breeches. He clenched his fists as she looked over at him. Pleasure and concern warred on her face.
He glanced at Thorne, who stood next to him in a similar state. Thorne was just as angry as Nyx was, but he knew that Thorne would be in a fury for an entirely different reason … or at least that's what he would tell himself.
Rye growled something at her, pulled out, flipped her to her front if she were nothing more than a rag doll, and thrust back into her.
Her eyes didn't leave Nyx’s until she crested, and she shut them as her mouth opened on a series of whimpering, high-pitched cries that made his staff throb.
