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I have to bite my cheek to keep from screaming.
Have to hold it together so I don’t come.
Breathe, Aurora. Breathe.
I try.
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AURORA
“Are you sorry yet?”
“Sorry? What for?” The screech coming out of me is that of a wounded animal. “Why are you punishing me? The real reason. You owe me that.”
“I owe you nothing.”
Being spanked has taken everything out of me. Everything other than this sickening desire.
It hasn’t affected Everett in the slightest.
His expression is the same cruel and unbothered one. “You, on the other hand…”
Two fingers are shoved brutally inside my core. The wet sound has me wishing I could crawl into a dark hole and die of shame.
“So tight.” The words are spoken through clenched teeth. The first sign that he’s as affected by this as I am. “Your virginity. Your life. That’s what you owe me.”
“I hate you.”
“And yet your pussy loves me, wife.” He curls his fingers inside me. Brushes that place and?—
“No.” I twist my head, shoving my face into the covers. Clench my legs against the desire that shoots up my spine. He won’t see this, ever. “No, no, no.”
“Hmm.” Everett pulls out, finds my clit, and pinches. His hard cock throbs against my ass. “How about now?”
My brain short-circuits as my climax assaults me. My whole body seizes. Muscles straining.
A second later, a tidal wave of sick relief washes over me. I’m gasping. Panting. Then I scream into the bed.
“I could’ve been crueler.” I hear a package rip, hoping for a condom.
Mom packed my birth control pills, but I wouldn’t be surprised if someone as powerful as Everett could still impregnate me.
I shouldn’t want his baby.
I want to be free.
“Could’ve fucked you without preparation.” The flat tone of his voice has me clenching my thighs tighter.
I shouldn’t look back. Shouldn’t see him stripping.
A twisted part of me is painfully curious. Each breath I take is laden as I slowly turn to look at him.
And…his clothes haven’t come off.
“Unlike you and your family…”
Before, he wasn’t tearing a condom pack.
