Page 11 of Vicious Hearts

Maybe it’s the fact that despite all the reasons I’msupposedto be here, the fact that I’m truly exploring the dark kinks in my head for the first time ever has me clawing at the edges of my sanity already.

Cillian growls low against my neck as his fingers pound into my soaking pussy—the wet, sloppy sound lewdly filling the room as my legs buckle. He rakes his teeth across my neck, and when he suddenly bites down hard, my entire world throbs, and I teeter on the brink.

“I was going to take my fucking time with you,” he hisses darkly. “But I don’t think you or your greedy little wet pussy can wait, can you?”

In one motion, everything shifts. His hand slips from between my legs. He whirls me around, and I’m gasping as I’m suddenly lifted, my legs wrapping around his waist before he slams me against a wall.

One of his big hands grabs both my wrists, shoving and then pinning them above my head. And when I hear the jangle of his belt and the tug of his zipper, my eyes start from my head.

Oh my fucking God…

I whimper when I feel the thick, hot, pulsing weight of his cock against my bare thigh. I gasp as he rocks his hips, pushing the huge, swollen head over my skin until it bumps right up against my clit.

My world blurs. My breath chokes.

This is really happening. He’s going to fuck me like this. Oh God.

Cillian growls savagely. The hand not pinning my wrists slides up my body. His fingers find a nipple, and I cry out, shuddering and whimpering as he brutally pinches it. He does the same to the other nipple, then moves back again, alternating between the two until I’m delirious with pain and pleasure. Until I’m so wet, I know I've got to be dripping all over him as he rubs my clit with his head.

He’s right there.

He’s so close.

One thrust…just one move of his hips, and he’ll be inside me.

Except he’s not. Not yet, at least. He just keeps brutalizing my nipples and dragging the head of his cock back and forth over my clit, and lowering his mouth to bite and suck at my neck savagely as my reality blurs.

“Is this what you came here for…”

He bites one of my nipples, making me scream in pleasure.

“To be fuckingused?”

He bites the other as his hand wraps around my throat.

“To prance into the fucking wolf’s lair like a little rabbit, begging to be fucking devoured?”

“I…”

I’m going to come.

I’m going to fucking come.

And that’s exactly when he rolls his hips and sinks the head of his cockrightbetween my lips, against my opening.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

His teeth clamp down on a nipple so hard I think he’s going to bite it off. His hand tightens around my neck until black spots swim in the corners of my vision.

Don’t forget what you came here for.

Above my head, my hands clench and unclench, twisting under his merciless grasp, trying to reach for the blade hidden in my hair.

I came here prepared to do anything—anything—for Finn. But am I really ready to—

Cillian thrusts.

Hard.

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