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His grin turned into a taunt, but I didn’t get time to appreciate it. When his hand fisted in my hair and he craned my neck back, I watched his eyes track downward as he took his power back. My knees buckled for him as he kicked at them until they squished into the muddy ground.

Dominate me.

My kryptonite in life, even before our relationship, was his power. The fight to challenge it, but also the desire to submit to it. The electricity from the storm charged the ground I knelt on, but Maddox chargedme.

“Gag,” he demanded, undoing his pants.

I looked up at him.Force me.

With a hand on the back of my head, Maddox pulled my face to his groin. The dampness of his pants cooled my face, but my mouth warmed the material. With greedy fingers, I mouthed him through the fabric, trying to get them undone, and pulled down. I ripped them down his legs, letting his cock slap me in the face as it sprang free, and then my eager mouth lapped at the raindrops that dripped down his dick. My panting breaths fogged the air and the rain mixed with my saliva, creating a sloppy, hot mess that had me inching forward to taste more.

I sucked him into my mouth with a whimpered need for more. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, but I couldn’t willingly submit. When he forced me, it empowered me so fucking hard that I lost myself to his control and didn’t give a damn about it. I gagged, just like he demanded, and then this prick grabbed both sides of my head and fucked my face without remorse. I gagged, spluttered, choked and moaned around him, pulling on his hips as hard as he pulled on my head.

“I don’t hear enough gagging,” Maddox growled down at me.

My throat burned blissfully, the pain of it causing my dick to leak in my pants. My eyes wept tears that mixed with the rain, and my neck muscles strained harder than my cock.

Make me yours. Take from me what you want. Use me now and love me after.

“I fucking own you, Devon,” Maddox’s voice became deeper than the thunder. “All of you. Your fucking body, your broken soul, and your whole heart.”

Use me now and love me all the while.

“Understand?”

I nodded on his cock, slurping at him so pathetically he pulled me away by my hair. I gasped out in protest, addicted to the way he controlled me.

“Understand?” he asked again. Demonically.

“Yes,” I wheezed, eyes on his. “Fuck, yes.”

“Yes what?”

Goddamn him. “You own me.”

Maddox licked rain off his bottom lip before biting it, dragging it between his teeth. He stood above me, staring down like I was his prized possession, but he wasn’t sure if he wanted to show me off or lock me away for his eyes only. One of his hands rubbed my hair, tickling down my cheek and jaw gently before he pulled on my chin and brought me to my feet.

“And now I’m going to fuck you.” He made my former dream come true, sinking his teeth into my neck. Stinging bliss radiated down to my chest, and my hands latched onto his shirt for balance. He tugged my pants down and ripped my shirt off, switching that bite to a sucking kiss as I kicked my pants off to settle in a puddle. Ripping his shirt off with shaking fingers that worked faster than my mind could keep up with, I scratched at him until he was naked. Tanned, toned, scarred perfection.

His surgery scar stood out purple against the goosebumps on his skin, the rain detouring around the marred imperfection. Pushing my back against the tree we originally kissed at, Maddox spit into his palm and rubbed it onto his cock. He watched me with harsh interest while the storm raged on, and then he grabbed my wrist, separated my fingers, and shoved two of them into my mouth. I sucked until they were dripping, and panted when he shoved them between my legs.

He hooked one of my legs over his hip and silently demanded I finger myself. Hand now on my throat, he forced me to keep eye contact as I finger fucked my ass, wishing it was his dick. When I moaned, he growled. When I shivered, he steadied me. When my legs threatened to refuse my weight, he held me there by sheer force of will. Lightning highlighted the sinful parts of him, and thunder enunciated the beat of his heart, and when I moaned and let my head fall back, the rain cooled my heated forehead.

He ripped my hand from my ass. “And I’ll never stop fucking you. Loving you.” He lined up with my hole, positioning me with ease. “You own me too, Devon.”

My heart swelled and my ass clenched. Maddox buried himself inside me, his forehead resting against mine while I wiggled to adjust to him. I knew him well enough by now to know he felt sentimental, but I’d only allow him a single moment of that softness. He told me I owned him too, and that comment and the time I took to adjust to his dick intruding my ass was all the time we’d get to be gentle.

He promised to fuck the fight out of me.

Follow through.

“I love you,” I whispered, holding his shoulders for balance, enjoying the fullness of him filling me.

I knew he loved me; he didn’t have to say it. “You’re mine,” he repeated instead. It was the same as a declaration of love.

With one final aggressive kiss, Maddox pulled out and slammed into me. The bark scratched at my back and Maddox bruised my skin. He fucked me like that until the bark made me bleed and my body got weak, and then he pulled out.

The wind cooled me, and I stood on shaky legs without him holding me up. I knew what came next, and it was me who’d have to do it. He’d fucked the fight out of me, so I lost the game.

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