Page 29 of Vicious Hearts

“Last chance to stop me.” His voice is heavy with tension. “Because once I’m inside you, I can’t promise I’ll be gentle.”

I’m beside myself. I don’t give a shit what he does as long as his cock is in me while he does it.

“Just take me,” I say, shuffling my hips as I try to move him deeper. He runs his hand over my body and reaches for my hair, taking a handful in his fist. He holds me in place so he can look at my face.

“Eyes on me.”

I fix my gaze on him as he eases his cock into me, his thumb still massaging my clit. I grit my teeth and exhale slowly, relaxing to take him. My clinging pussy gives way to his hardness, and he clenches his jaw, his mouth falling open as he rests his hips on mine.

“So fucking tight.” He shifts a little, opening me up, and I gasp against his shoulder. Despite my readiness, it’s a stretch to take him, but his small movements are helping me to relax. The sting gives way to a deep, languorous pleasure that makes me feel warm all over.

Ben is still looking into my eyes. He lets go of my hair and puts his hands on either side of me, propping himself up so he can see me properly.

“Touch yourself while I fuck you,” he murmurs. “Come on my cock, like the good girl you are.”

I reach between my legs and find my clit, sighing as he pulls out of me. He growls and grips my thighs, pushing them wider apart, and thrusts back inside me hard, making me cry out.

“Am I hurting you?” His hand wraps my throat again, and he leans his weight onto me, pinning me down. I nod as best I can, and he leans close to my ear as he bottoms out in my pussy again. “Good. I know you like it. You want to be my fucktoy, don’t you? If you want me to stop, prove it. Take your hand off your pussy.”

Heishurting me, but there’s no way I’m gonna do anything to stop him. The pressure on my neck is a lot, but it’s nothing compared to the incredible sense of fullness as he surges in and out of me. The sensation starts to build deep in my core, and I work my clit harder, chasing my climax.

Ben isn’t being gentle, not anymore. His hips smash into mine as he fucks me, his grip on my neck ever tighter. I open my mouth to scream as I come, and he shoves his fingers inside, cutting off the sound. My pussy spasms, and I writhe on his cock, biting his knuckles as pleasure smashes through my body.

Ben snatches his hand from my mouth and lets go of my neck, grabbing my legs with both hands. He holds me still as he unloads into me, his come flowing into the crack of my ass.

9

Ben

Ipull free of Roxy and stand up, turning my hand to examine it in the light. My knuckles are bleeding from where she sank her teeth into me.

“That’ll probably scar,” she murmurs.

She looks gorgeous. Naked and a fucking filthy mess, just like I dreamed. Her face is smeared with saliva and perspiration and her own wetness. My come is pooling beneath her ass, and I notice new bruises blooming on her throat.

I know it’s wrong, but I love it. It will remind everyone, including her, that she’s spoken for.

I fucked her, came inside her, and marked her. She’smine. I tried to keep away, but it was meant to happen.

I didn’t lie when I said I cared about her. Otherwise, I would have fucked her back in Hawaii and not given a damn. But my obsession with her isn’t the good thing she thinks it is.

Sure, the girl is a freak. I gave her a taste of the rough stuff, and she fucking loved it. But I can get a lot rougher in more ways than one. I have a read on her, and I suspect she’s a romantic at heart, one who might convince herself she can let me have my way for a while and then smooth me out, get the wedding ring, and all that shit.

Best not to dwell on what happens when she realizes the truth.

Roxy sits up, looking dazed, and I smile.

“You good,charodeyka?”

“Yep.” She rubs her face and grimaces. “Ew. I’m disgusting. I was all clean too, and look what you did!” She crosses her legs and blushes.

“I like you better dirty,” I say. Something about her sudden coyness is getting me going all over again. “You can get clean later. I wanna make you come on my tongue like I said I would.”

She stands up. “But I’m all full of your—”

“I know.” I lie flat on the bed. “Sit.”

She frowns. “I don’t understand.”

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