Page 72 of Vicious in the Dark

“That’s how it used to be. Those days are over. You saw to that when you left without a word instead of giving me a chance to fix this.” Maddox’s voice rose with every word. In a sudden fit of anger, he slammed a fist into the wall next to me.

That’s all it took to set me off. I lunged forward, using both hands to shove Maddox down roughly on the bed. I leapt on top of him, straddling his hips as I pulled the knife from my pocket.

Pressing the blade to Maddox’s throat, I leaned in close and hissed, “Shut your fucking mouth and take out your cock. Move slowly. Wouldn’t want me to nick your jugular.”

Blue eyes widening in delighted surprise, Maddox chuckled, a darkly amused sound. “Careful with that thing, Vixen. I’ve seen how blade happy you can get.”

“What did I just say?” I pushed harder on the blade, watching as a tiny bead of blood welled up.

Beneath me Maddox grew hard. Slowly he reached down between us, undoing his pants, and shoving them down as much as he could with a knife to his throat. Holding the blade steady, I used my other hand to awkwardly shimmy out of my jeans and panties. I leaned as far as I could, barely reaching the nightstand. Fishing a condom from the drawer, I dropped it on Maddox’s chest.

“Put that on,” I commanded, my arousal skyrocketing at the sight of my blade against his throat while his cock strained to be inside me.

He picked up the small foil packet, doing as instructed. “God, I love how fucking crazy you are.”

I pressed a finger to his lips and shook my head, flashing him a devious grin. “I don’t want to hear another word out of your mouth unless it’s to tell me how much you love my pussy. Got it?”

Keeping the blade pressed against Maddox’s skin, I lowered myself onto his shaft, holding eye contact with him as I took him deep inside me. I let out a soft sigh of pleasure. Some might say the relationship Maddox and I had was fucked up. They’d probably be right. It wasn’t the first time I’d held a knife to his throat. No doubt it wouldn’t be the last.

With one hand braced against his chest, I rode Maddox with the passionate fury that consumed me. Careful not to make any sudden movements, he ran a hand up under my shirt. He reached inside my bra, helping himself to a handful of my tits. His other hand slid along the side of my face, his thumb hooking my bottom lip. I ran my tongue along the tip of his thumb as I ground my clit against him. Maddox groaned, raising his hips to drive deeper inside me.

The sound of our frantic breathing accompanied the moans that slipped from each of us. I gazed down at Maddox, trying to hold the knife steady as our rhythm increased. The blade bit into his flesh, releasing a few more crimson drops. The sting of the blade brought a smile to Maddox’s face.

He caught me off guard by suddenly thrusting up with a roughness that stole my breath. Taking advantage of my momentary distraction, he grabbed my knife hand and jerked it from his throat. Gripping my hip with his other hand, he aggressively flipped me so that I was beneath him.

Maddox stabbed the knife into the mattress next to my head and roughly pounded into me. I cried out from the sudden but blissful force, spreading my legs wide for him. I clutched at his arm, my nails raking deep red lines into his skin as I pulled him closer, needing his mouth on mine.

He kissed me with the same deep possession he used to claim my body. I held his face, hungrily kissing him back. I gasped as an especially hard thrust shocked me in the best way.

“Dear God, I love this pussy,” Maddox murmured with a naughty smirk. “I’ve been thinking about fucking you senseless since I found out about your stupid plan with Ruthless.”

“Is that what you want?” I panted. “To punish me with your cock?”

“It’s what I always want, Vixen. How bad do you want it to hurt?” Sliding a hand into my disheveled hair, Maddox pinned my head in place as he fucked me harder.

I clung tight to him, crying out as pleasure and pain mixed together into one glorious sensation. Despite the manic way his hips moved between my legs, Maddox knew how much I could take, and he never pushed me past that point. But damn did he come close.

Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, the stimulation between my legs grew to encompass my entire body. I came with a cry that was both agony and ecstasy. Every orgasmic pulse left me more spent than the last. The sheer intensity of it left me breathless.

Maddox thrust a few more times before withdrawing. Peeling off the condom, he tossed it aside and jerked his cock with a hand. He lifted my shirt and came on my stomach, marking me with his spunk.

Swiping a hand over the perspiration dotting his forehead, Maddox shoved off the bed and fetched a cloth from the attached bathroom. He returned to gently clean me up before collapsing on the bed next to me.

“Be my queen, Mave,” Mads panted, rolling over to face me as he took my hand in his. “We both know it’s where you belong.”

I squeezed my eyes shut, wishing he wouldn’t do this to me right now. I held tight to his hand, unable to bring myself to look at him.

“Only if all four of you are my Kings,” I said, my voice thready and pained. “That’s how it has to be, Mads. You know that. You guys have to work out your shit. It’s time.”

I felt the weight of his piercing stare but couldn’t bring myself to meet his gaze. It took him far too long to say, “It’s too late, babe. It’s not going to happen.”

Inwardly I cursed. Maddox was wrong. Refusing to believe him I muttered, “We’ll see about that.”

EPILOGUE

MAVEN

“Word on the street is that Archer’s business took a big hit when our people swiped that drug delivery. He’s losing the trust of both his buyers and his suppliers. Not to mention his own people. If we hit him again, and really make it count, we could start dismantling his entire operation.” Ace popped the cork on a bottle of champagne and began to fill several glasses.

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