Page 19 of Torment

Hard, fast, and uncontrollable—that was how it was with them.

“You see, Ace,” Scarlet started, leaning against the mirror behind her, letting him watch as her tits bounced up and down as he fucked her. “This is what we need. This is how people like us deal with shit.”

She grabbed his hand and placed it on her breast, squeezing her hand around his.

Hunter was too far gone to even try to make sense of what the hell she just said. His mind was nothing but a frenzy of sensation, the need for pleasure.

While kneading her breast hard in his palm, fucking her like his life depended on it, Hunter closed his eyes and lowered his head, allowing the pleasure to consume him.

Scarlet grabbed his hair and pulled his head up with a hard jerk. “Don’t you fucking dare. Look at me, Ace. Look at me while you fuck me.”

“Fuck!” He slammed back into her hard and opened his eyes, staring straight into blue irises dark with the kind of need that mirrored his own.

Blue.From out of nowhere a picture of her face flashed inside his mind.

Harder, faster, more merciless thrusting of hips.

Blue.Memories of her beneath him, her beautiful face flushed with the exertion of their love making poured through his mind like poison. Her blonde hair splayed over his pillow, her back arching as the pleasure he gave her ripped through her body.

Blue.

Scarlet kept a tight hold on his hair, forcing him to keep his eyes on her. Blue fucking eyes. Blue eyes just likehers. It was like it washerstaring back at him.

He closed his eyes, wanting to block out the image of her.

“Look at me, Hunter,” Scarlet demanded, and by God he did. He fucking did. Fuck knew why, but he looked at her. The only problem was, it was no longer Scarlet he was seeing.

Suddenly it washerface,herbreasts,herbody against his. It was Blue. It was all her, nothing else.

Hunter felt his spine start to tingle with the pleasure threatening to erupt from his body while his mind was still possessed with images of the woman he had lost. Yet now, he could feel her, feel Blue’s soul reach for his, taking control of him.

With another hard thrust, he lifted his hand and pushed his fingers through the blonde hair he had missed for so long, and grabbed hold of her neck as he continued his relentless pounding, his cock sliding in and out of her. And then he heard a voice that sounded a hell of a lot like his own. “Blue.”

The second he said it, it was like the haze he was in evaporated, and he instantly realized what he had done.

He stopped, his release seconds away from ripping through his body. Ice spread through his gut as the full extent of what he had just done dawned on him.

“Jesus, Scar. I didn’t mean—”

“Shut up.”

Their gazes remained locked on each other, and when Hunter noticed the hurt on her face, he cursed. Guilt spread like a damn cancer through his chest, infecting every part of him.

He wanted to rear back, but Scarlet grabbed his ass and pushed him forward, forcing him to stay inside her.

“Don’t you dare stop.”

Hunter shook his head. “Don’t—”

Scarlet flexed her hips, pushing him deeper, and Hunter immediately felt the pleasure, his need for release returning with full force.

“You fucking finish what you started, Ace.”

Determination beamed from her face while she continued to flex her hips, letting the pressure build and build inside him again. And he allowed it. He allowed her to push him past the point of no return even after what he had just done, after hurting her. What kind of monster was he?

But it was too late. He was too damn close. He wouldn’t have been able to stop even if someone held a gun to his head.

He grabbed her hips and pulled her forward, wrapping an arm around her back, pushing deeper into her. His body had taken complete control, and he continued to fuck Scarlet while images of Blue still poured into his mind.

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