Page 168 of Endgame
I change an angle, spit on my hand again, and lube myself.
This time, I don’t hold back. I flatten a hand over her stomach and slam into her.
At the forceful invasion, Aurora gasps, “Everett.”
She might tell me to stop. She could ask me to leave her alone, let her sleep.
I don’t have it in me to give her either.
With my other arm between her and the pillow, I cover her mouth. Twist her face to me while I ram into her with every brutal thrust.
I’m a beast, obsessed with possessing her.
With breeding my woman.
Her hot breath tickles the inside of my palm. Her wide eyes are drowning in black, the blue of her irises swallowed whole.
Despite that, she’s wet, hot. Spasming around me.
I want her just as badly, if not more.
Definitely more.
“Shh.” Ignoring her accusing glare, I press down on her stomach, fucking her like it’s the last time I’ll ever get to do that.
“You belong to me now, remember?” I say. She squeezes me every time I drive into her.
“You don’t get to tell me no. Much less when you’re soaking my cock like that. When you’re sucking me in.”
She whimpers, and the shock of being woken with my dick buried inside her fades from her expression. Her eyelashes flutter in that seductive way of hers, without meaning to. By being herself.
Aurora relaxes into my body, into my ruthless treatment of her.
No more denying me. No more screaming into my palm.
She lets me use her. She wants it.
“My needy wife.” I bite her shoulder, sucking on her skin. “Desperate to be fucked.”
Licking the place I marked her is a ruse. Any type of reprieve or kindness will have to wait.
“Hmm.” Her moan, the vibration on my hand, reaches straight to my balls.
“Desperate to be railed until you’re boneless.” I trail my hand down her stomach, stopping my fingers just over her pussy. “To come”—thrust, and fuck, I love stuffing her with my fat cock—“over and over and over again.”
Her pleading gaze is as intoxicating as her resistance.
“Such a good girl.” When I start rubbing her clit, Aurora moansnointo my palm. Too much pleasure and it turns to pain. “So sensitive, aren’t you? Let’s see, then, what if I do this…”
As I keep thrusting, I pinch her clit. Watch her eyes roll. Her body quiver.
More than anything, Ifeelher. Her pussy clenches as her back arches.
Aurora glows when she comes. Brilliant, fearless, undone.
She gives me everything.
And I’ll never get enough. Not now. Not ever. I drive deeper, harder, demanding more with every thrust.
