Page 19 of Vicious Bargain

“And you’re too damn big.” she returns with panting breaths.

I grab her hair and pull her head back, elongating her neck.

“Good, because I want you to feel me long after I’m gone. I want you to think of this as you lie in your cell. I want you to hurt.” I rake my teeth against her jaw as I lift her up and down my shaft. She feels so fucking good, it’s a struggle not to embarrass myself.

Her feet plant on the floor, and she starts riding me, pushing all the way down until I’m bottoming out inside her cunt.

Fuck, I love that she wants me so badly. That she’s taking control.

And because it’s been so fucking long since I’ve known relief, I lose it.

Grabbing her hips, I haul her up and down my cock as I maul her ear, her jaw, her perfect throat as her fingers claw my shoulders to shreds.

I’m an animal for her. Completely insatiable. Fucking feral.

“Oh, God…”she cries through gritted teeth, her hips jerking as she’s carried into another powerful orgasm.

I’d like to say I held out. That I didn’t just come like a goddamn teenager the second her pussy clenched around my shaft.

But that would be a lie.

I fill her womb with my seed, pushing as far back into her as I can, frantic with need.

And she takes it eagerly until her greedy little cunt grows slack around my cock.

Fuck—this girl is even better than I’d dared imagine.

Exhausted, I release her, and she crumples into my arms.

I can’t fucking believe how good that felt. How perfect it was.

Then, reality rears its ugly head. This girl is the enemy that I might have to trade.

“I don’t suppose you’re on any form of birth control? An implant, maybe?”

Why am I hoping she’s not? It’s ludicrous.

“No…I’m not.”

“What would they have done if they had knocked you up?”

“Beaten it out of me.”

Savage fury rushes through my veins. “The fuck did you just say?”

“Are you surprised?” she says, lifting herself from my lap

“If they were so fucking vicious, why the hell are you protecting them?”

Her face winces, but she says nothing.

There’s no hope of getting through to her. For months, I’ve interrogated her in the gentlest way possible, not wanting to hurt a woman.

But seeing her protect the people that would beat a baby out of her, I’m filled with a mixture of rage and disgust.

I draw to a stand and shove my cock back in my pants.

I got too caught up in this girl, and that was a mistake. If her allegiances are elsewhere—fine. Perhaps it’s time I show her what we’re capable of.

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