“I have lube, baby. And I have done anal before. That’s a good thing. I won’t hurt you.” He lowers his face close to mine. “But I don’t see a face in my head or remember a name or hear any other past woman’s voice. You’ve obliterated the memory of every other woman I’ve touched. You own my brain and my heart.” He kisses me.
 
 It’s punishing and possessive.
 
 He stops and wipes the drool from my lips to coat his cock. “Make me come so I can fuck you for hours tonight.”
 
 I take his cock into my mouth, but face down with my arms pinned, there’s not much I can do except dance my tongue along the ridges. Holding my face gently, Connor does all the work.
 
 “Christ, that is so good.” He keeps up a punishing rhythm, fucking my mouth roughly and completely. “Deeper, baby. Relax your throat. God, yes. Just like that.”
 
 Every time he pulls out, I see how wet his cock is, how it glistens in the dull light behind him. He pops off a few times, the length growing, the width expanding.
 
 “Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he says after a few more minutes and then empties down my throat.
 
 Hot cum fills my mouth, and I work my muscles to swallow it all and not gag.
 
 Connor pulls out and kisses me. “Christ, that was perfect.”
 
 “You deserve most of the credit, seeing you’re just using my body.”
 
 “That’s right.” He grips the messy strands of my fucked up braid. “And I’m not finished.”
 
 CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
 
 Connor
 
 With Raina’s wrists bound, eyes spitting fire, I should feel in control. But I don’t. I feel fucking feral.
 
 Every inch of her bare skin is a sin I never thought I’d get to touch again, and now she’s here. Tied down. Helpless.Mine.
 
 Not just to punish.
 
 To worship. To break.
 
 This is what madness looks like. She’s a curse I’ll never stop aching or bleeding for.
 
 I climb up on the table and get behind Raina. I wish I could paint or draw. Raina spread for me with her perfect ass, plump and glistening cunt, drenched slit, and that puckered hole is a vision I need to see every day for the rest of my life.
 
 I squeeze my dick, hardening by the second. I slide my grip along the shaft and let the tip soak my hand.
 
 “Hold on, baby.” I lick my thumb and press on her knot of forbidden nerves.
 
 “Oh God, Connor. Fuck me.”
 
 My cock thumps hearing those words while I have her tied down.
 
 “Soon, Venom.” I slide into her tight cunt. “This first. Fuck, you’re soaked and tight.”
 
 My hips pivot as I fuck her at a relentless pace. The friction is making me nuts. “Baby, you’re dripping on my thighs. I’ll be smelling your arousal in the air here for months.”
 
 “I love this, Connor.” She manages to get on her forearms, and with just a little effort on her knees, she presses back into me. “I want to be herewhen you kill your next victim.”
 
 “You’re taking me so good, baby,” I groan, loving that I’m not fucking her against her will.
 
 I slip my thumb out of her ass and drop a wad of spit into the hole.
 
 Raina hisses.
 
 “Yeah, baby. I’ll be fucking this ass soon. That means you’re mine forever. I’m claiming you this way.”