She simply stands there.
And kicks me.
In the ribs.
In the head.
In my groin.
Such delicious pain spreads through me, an arc of fire that matches her fearsome little growls and hisses. Right now, she’s just a little kitty, butshe’ll soon grow into the lioness she’s meant to be.
Under my guidance, I will break her.
Then I will rebuild her.
Granted, and then she might become strong enough to kill me, but well… What a fucking way to die that would be.
A bloody grin spreading across my lips, I grab her leg and yank her down on top of me. I roll, pinning her under me. My cock presses into her lower belly, and I thrust my hips forward as she continues to fight me, her nails raking across my face, her little body wiggling, trying to throw me off. But all she’s doing is making my cock harder, my breaths faster, my control closer to snapping.
The blood from my broken nose rains down on her,painting her a beautiful red, and I lick my lips as I feel another bite of her nails that zings straight down to my cock.
I want to fuck her.
I want to tear off her dress and bury myself inside her until she squeezes me as she comes. I want her hating me. Fighting me. Making me work for it even as she’s begging me to fuck her faster. Harder.Don’t stop!
Groaning, I lean down to kiss her. She pushes against my face, her slender palms trying to force me away, but she doesn’t have the strength. I break through and trail my lips across her cheek to her ear as she turns her head to avoid me.
“If you don’t want me to fuck you, Sau, thenstop me,” I hiss.
Reaching between us, I grab her left breast. She gasps, and her strength momentarily abandons her, her hands going slack against my head. My cock throbbing at her involuntary reaction, I force my thigh between her legs. She arches just a little as I rock against her, shame and desire filling her eyes, and a sudden realization hits me.
My beautiful little fighter isn’t being properly fucked by her husband.
Pure primal emotion fills my chest, so strong and quick that it hits me harder than any of her punches and kicks. I want to please her. I want to get her off with our clothes still on. I want her to know that when I finally fuck her, she’s going to be a soaking wet mess of pure ecstasy.
Grabbing her chin, I yank her lips to mine.
His mouth crashes down on me, stealing my air as he kisses me with a fervor that’s almost bruising. His hand trails back down to my breast, cupping and teasing methrough the fabric of my dress. With each rub of his palm against my nipple, bolts of desire fly through me, and I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to resist them, to kill the current I shouldn’t be feeling.
But Antonio’s gold eyes stare back at me in the depths of my mind, and those dirty, secret dreamsI had ofhim and his packin my comajust makes me even more wet.
Even more disgusted with myself.
Caden loves me.
And I love him.
I shouldn’t be feeling this aroused when my husband does all the right things…
Shoving Aleric’s lips off me, I spit in his face. But he catches it in his mouth. A wicked smile curls his lips as he swallows, and my pussy kegels involuntarily. I shouldn’t find that hot. Idon’tfind that hot.
Holding my gaze, he finally grasps my nipple with his fingers and pinches it between them. My body shakes from the strong bolt of desire that arcs through me. I kegel again and pray that he can’t tell.
But his nostrils flare as his eyes narrow, and I know he can smell me. That as much as I try to hide it, heknows.
He knows that I get off on violence. Of being afraid. Of being taken against my will.
I tremble beneath his hands, choked by a desiregood wives shouldn’t have.Alericstares down at me, his eyes heated, his lips wet from mine. His cock throbs against me, and he rocks his hips, pushing it deeper into my dress.