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The plug was huge. A lot. Andthatwas mostly stationary inside me. Jaykob is bigger, and definitely not stationary. This is going to hurt. He wants to fuck me hard, after all. He’s made that clear.

This is a punishment, and he’s going to split me open.

Jayk pulls his fingers out, then smears them on my ass. My face pressed into the earth, I squeeze my eyes shut against the dirt as his wide, hot crown kisses the sensitive ring of muscle. I brace myself for him to shove in, to tear me open, and I tremble in rigid, fearful anticipation.

And then suddenly, he’s gone.

Chapter48

Eden

Survival tip #41

Being torn open hurts.

Bring lube.

The pressure on my back vanishes, and his cock is no longer pushing against me. I flip over, searching for him, and find him a short distance away.

“Fuck,” he swears like a punch. He’s dead white... and he’s shaking worse than me.

“Jayk?” I venture in a low voice.

At my voice, he flinches back, then kicks a tree so sharply and violently that I squeak.

He whirls to face me, his eyes tempest-tossed and thalassic. He grips the back of his head like he might crack it open between his hands.

“Are you okay?”

I’ve never heard him sound like that—so hushed, so ripe with fear.

I rub my arms. “Yes, of course, Jayk. I’m fine. What are you?—?”

“Why didn’t you safeword?” he snarls, then his jaw snaps shut, and he cringes, giving me an agonized, apologetic look. “Fuck.Fuck, I’m sorry. I can’t— I don’t know how to...”

He steps back, like he wants to run away, then stops. My stomach dips at how upset he is, and the night’s bitter air digs its teeth into my exposed skin.

Safeword?

I stare at him. “Jayk, I’m okay. I didn’t need to use it. I was fine. Mostly fine. I can take it, I promise.”

He runs a hand over his face, looking sick. “You wereafraidof me. Fuck, Eden. You don’t takea damn thing you don’t want to. Not ever.”

“I did want to,” I insist. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him like this.

He’spanicking.

I get to my feet and step toward him, and he backs up.

“Jayk,” I say soothingly, “I got nervous for a minute. I haven’t done that part before. But I know you would never take it too far. I trust you.”

He retreats again, and his back hits the tree.

“You shouldn’t.” He shakes his head again, his voice low and rough. “I was going to fuck your virgin ass into the ground. You shouldn’t trust me for shit.”

They shouldn’t, it’s sick and wrong, especially while he’s upset, but his words stoke my lust again. Now I’m not actually faced with the immediate threat of his sizeable cock ripping me open, the idea goes back to being thoroughly intriguing.

Jasper is going to have to work overtime on my therapy.

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