Page 74 of Bound by Vengeance
In and out, over and over, his hands digging so deeply into my hips I know I’ll have bruises, and I don’t care one bit.
The pressure inside me builds, my eyes rolling back into my head. The burst of fireworks through my body set off a storm of electric hot spasms. So much so I fall to the couch, my knees giving out.
Ryker doesn’t let that stop him. He places his knees on either side of my legs and thrusts again. On the end of the orgasm, I feel another one starting. In this position, he hits my clit just perfectly with his balls. It feels tighter, like I’m clamping his cock in a new way.
“Fuck, you are so damn sexy and beautiful.” I feel his hand on my ass, rubbing the little hole that has never had anything inside of it. My body jerks. “Trust me, beautiful.”
At his words, I relax.
When he slowly presses his thumb inside, pain mixed with something else swirls together with the arousal between my legs. There are so many sensations all at once, mingling and ready to blow us both into oblivion.
Gripping the couch with both hands, I bury my face into it, muffling my cries, groans, and gasps. Hell, the noises coming out of me are so foreign I’m not sure they are from me.
As he presses his thumb further into my ass then wiggles it around, that movement does it. I’m slammed with the mother of all orgasms. My stomach coils, abs tighten, core clenches, and lights begin to dance behind my eyes. The pleasure races through me like water getting let out by a dam. Each sensation rushing to see who can get where the fastest.
“Fuck!” Ryker yells, then groans, “Austyn.”
I feel him moving inside me, his chest hitting my back as he heaves in breaths. Wetness coats us both.
I’m pretty sure I can’t move. Even with his full weight on top of me, I’m not crushed in the slightest. If anything, I feel very well-loved.
His cock still inside me twitches and jumps.
Damn, I love him so much, and it scares the ever-loving shit out of me.
C H A P T E R
T W E N T Y -T H R E E
“Matthew, please tell me where they are!” my mother cries from the other end of the phone line. Personally, it’s surprising it took her this long to call me. The only thing I can think is James has been up her ass and she couldn’t call me. That’s on her, not me.
This could also be a trap instigated by James. I wasn’t born yesterday. He’s deceiving on every level.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Austyn looks across the table at me, scooping a spoonful of Apple Jacks into her mouth, her brow raised.
I smile in return and lift my chin, telling her everything is fine.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about! You took my girls!” my mother screeches so loudly I have to pull the phone away from my ear then rub the sting out of it.
“You must have your wires crossed, Mom. I don’t know anything about this.”
Austyn smiles with the spoon between her lips. It shouldn’t be sexy, but it is. She breathes and it’s pretty much sexy.
“Mathew! They are minors! You cannot just come to my house and leave with them. You have no right to do that!”
There is so much I want to say to this. So much I want to yell at her. This is all her fault for keeping my siblings in this life.
A life that is mapped out for them, where they have no choices. I get she’s brainwashed, but there isn’t a damn thing I can do for her unless she wants it. And that’s not in the cards for her. It pisses me off.
“Like I said, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Will you stop saying that? Yes, you do!”
Fed up, I tell her, “I have to go.”
“Matth—”
