Page 96 of Blood of the Saints

All thoughts are forgotten when his hands grip the collar of my purple shirt, yanking and ripping it in half, exposing my thin black bra. “Fuck you, Ace.” One of his hands slides under my bra, grabbing my breast with bruising force, while the other sits at the waistband of my jean shorts as he presses his warm lips to my ear.

“What did I say would happen the next time you said that?” he whispers, but his voice is stern.

I gulp, trying to get the words out. “You said you’d fuck me.”

He grabs the back of my shorts, ripping them down, revealing my bare ass. “Damn right, temptress. And I’m a man of my word.” This monster just had a gun in my mouth, threatening me, so why am I not trying to run?

Pinching my sensitive nipple, I whimper, squirming under his rough touch. His other hand runs down my ass between my cheeks and his long fingers enter my pussy. My walls clench around his fingers, causing my hips to grind against him.

“So responsive. So wet for me. As much as you talk back and act like you hate me, you can’t help yourself. You love being controlled. You love the rush of being with me.”

He’s so fucking right. I get high off the adrenaline of being with someone so unpredictable. But I can’t let him know that. I’m not sure his ego could get any bigger.

“No.”

“Oh, temptress,” he whispers, pushing a third finger into me as I squeeze around them. “You’re coating my whole fucking hand with how badly you want me.”

I try not squirm, but I can’t control my back arching further into him. “I like sex, Ace, that's normal. It has nothing to do with you. A fucking cactus could turn me on.”

He groans, removing his hand from my breast, my nipple pebbling even more at the loss of his warmth. The sound of his zipper catches my attention, causing my pulse to quicken. My core is aching for him. As much as I hate to admit it, Ace has me so fucking turned on my muscles feel like they could snap at any second. The warmth of his heavy cock hits my ass, sending goosebumps down my thighs.

“I don’t think so, temptress. You like danger and control. That’s why you like being our little captive. I can see it in your eyes every time we lay hands on you, cut you, torture you, chain you up.”

“You’re fucking insane if you think I like—” I lose my train of thought when he pulls his hips back, slamming his cock into me without warning. Strangled cries escape me from the sudden intrusion.

“Fuck,” he groans, pulling out until only the tip is inside me then thrusts back in, burying himself deep inside my warm core. My slickness allows him to slide in and out with such fucking ease. Pleasure fills my core, sending sparks through me. Jesus, fuck. There is nothing tiny or pathetic about his cock. He’s stretching me out with each thrust. He has a right to have the big dick energy he radiates.

Picking up the pace, he grunts as our skin slaps together painfully. I whimper as my walls start to lock up around his thick cock. “You’re going to come so hard around my dick you’ll feel the indent of it forever. Your pussy won’t want any other cock.” His dirty words turn me on even more but I have to fight this.

I won’t let this bastard control my body.

“No. I won’t,” I grit out from my clenched teeth. “I won’t come for you, asshole.”

He chuckles, dark and raspy. “Your greedy pussy is almost there, temptress. Your wet cunt is squeezing the life out of my cock, already begging to come.”

I fight it hard, harder than I’ve ever fought anything in my life. I’m trying to think of anything else, trying to imagine I’m anywhere but here. Imagine I’m not being thoroughly fucked by the man that’s tried to kill me multiple times. I’m willing my body not to give in to this asshole with a glorious cock. “No.” I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to not think about how good it feels. “You don’t get my orgasms. You don’t deserve them.”

“You’re going to come whether you want to or not,” he growls in my ear, picking up the pace. “Your eager body has wanted me ever since I choked you against the wall in the cell.” His hands grip my ass so hard his fingernails are digging into the sensitive skin.

“You’re delusional.” My voice is confident, but even I hear the quiver in it. My entire body is beginning to shake, but I’m resisting as best as I can.Dear aching pussy, don’t give into this asshole.

“Your cunt is mine.” He thrusts hard into me, hitting the sweet spot that can ruin this all. “Your orgasms are mine. I’d let my fingers play with your little clit, but I want my cock to be the only thing you come for.”

I try to scramble away from him, but his strong arms hold me in place as he pounds into me. Ace keeps the fast pace, intent on making me come. I can’t stop it. I don’t want to give him the satisfaction, but my body can’t resist. My body locks up tight, ready to explode. “No, no, no.” My walls pulse around him as stars blur my vision. I stop breathing as the pressure releases from my core and my walls pulse around his cock.

“That’s right, temptress, fucking take me. Try to resist me again and you’ll see just how well that’ll work for you. Your desperate, wet, tight cunt is surrendering to my big, hard cock.”

Riding the high from my orgasm, my body falls back into his. I lost the fight. Ace Lennox is the winner just like he said he’d be. “Fuck off,” I groan.

My pussy’s still pulsing from my orgasm while he continues pounding ruthlessly into me, chasing his release. His hand moves around the front of my body, taking me by surprise as he slaps my clit hard. The sting against my sensitive bud makes me yell out, bucking back against him. He cups me, aggressively moving his fingers against my clit. It’s so uncomfortable it’s literally painful. He’s moving back and forth, and I can’t help but squirm and cry out. The sounds coming out of me are whiny and atrocious at best.

“Those sexy sounds are just for me. Not Blais. Not Theon. Me.”

He slaps me once more before he stops, burying his cock deep inside me. Warmth fills my core as he comes, his cock twitching forcefully inside my pussy. A string of curses falls from his lips. His cum is so deep inside me I’m not sure it will even slide out when he does.

His chest heaves uncontrollably while thrusting slowly a few more times. “I see why Blais is addicted to you,” he rasps, his head leaning against my shoulder for a few minutes.

His breathing slows as he comes down and he slides his dick out of me. My entire core feels empty from the loss of him. His cum drips down my thighs, making him groan at the sight.

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