Page 57 of Deal with the Devil

A dangerous growl rips from his throat as he pulls me from his dick, pushing me back against the tile with a big paw in my belly. There’s a feral glow in his eyes, a hardness to the set of his jaw that tells me I’ve crossed a line, and I’ve got a different version of my new husband. A version I have yet to meet, but one I sense I’m really going to love. Because this version isn’t just lacking control, he’s abandoned it completelyto embrace the dark wild of a desperate hunger I’ve sparked inside him.

I want a taste of that beast.

No, I don’t want a taste. I want to bow and bend to it, owning the monster in the prison of my submission.

What. The. Actual. Hell. Nevaeh?

Big hands find my hips and he slides me up the wall as those feral eyes hold mine. A gasp escapes my lips that he captures in a fierce kiss. “When I come, I’m coming inside mywife, Nevaeh. I’m not coming in your mouth tonight. I’m coming in your perfect pussy as many times as you’ll fucking let me, until you’re so full of my cum, it drips down your thighs.” He inhales a deep lungful of air that gushes from my own. “Fucking love it when you smell like me, baby. I’m going to come inside you so many times, you’ll never question this again. Never question us.”

Wait, what?

“You’re going to know after tonight, after I have you over and over until you can’t think, can’t protest, can’t cope with taking me even one more time, that. You’re.Mine.”

“Wh—”

I don’t have time to finish that, because Kane lines up, and thrusts once. Hard. Filling me until I’m impossibly full of him.

A small scream tears from between my lips,because he’s so big, and even though I’ve never been so wet in my life, I kind of feel as though he might tear me in two.

“Relax, Sunshine,” he coos as he pulls out a fraction only to thrust back inside. My back arches off the wall. Or maybe I’m trying to climb it. Trying to escape.He’s huge.

“Kane.” My nails bite into thick shoulders. “Holy shit.”

“You can take it, baby.” He pulls out and thrusts in again. “Take me. Show me I’m yours.”

The words. They do something to me because not a second after he says them, my body opens for his. He fucks me like a maniac against the wall of the shower. The sound of water-slick skin slapping against tile is the backdrop to the song of messy kisses, breathy groans, and sharp cries. I cling to him as my hips meet him thrust for thrust as he impales me again and again.

When he pulls me from the wall with an arm around my waist, fucking me upright like the beast he is, somehow, I take him even deeper. I ride him even harder, and I think he’s quite possibly awoken a beast inside me too, because I’ve never been this woman. This demanding for—everything.

Big hands fall to the globes of my ass as that thing that’s been building since he split my body in two, cleaved down on my heart with words in the dark,shatters. I come undone around his cock, untethered at the seams of me, the foundation of all I know myself to be rocking in his arms as he pulls me down hard on his cock, rooting himself to the core of me. And then I feel the hot heat of his release spill deep, so deep inside me, pumping me full.

“Mine,” he growls into the side of my neck as I slump in his arms, sated. “You are mine.”

twenty-three

Nevaeh

Kane is still inside me, my skin sticky and wet against his as he walks us from the bathroom into the bedroom. It’s dimly lit with only one of the bedside lamps on low. My whole body feels warm and drained of energy when he drops me gently on the bed, leaning in to kiss me, nipping playfully at my lips as he does.

I mumble a sleepy, sex-sated moan that he responds to with a dark chuckle as he covers my body with his, kissing me again, deeper this time. His tongue slips inside my mouth, tasting and exploring me. His big, rough hands roam my body, thumb and finger tweaking my nipple as he pushes between mylegs again.

“Kane,” I rasp.

“I’m not done with you yet, wife.”

That word. It sets the blood in my veins aflame. Suddenly, I’m not tired anymore. My body is alive and ready for more. Bowing to destruction. Eager for it, even.

My head tips back, neck arching as he kisses a blazing trail down my throat to my breasts, pulling one and then the other into his mouth, kissing between them as though he’s trying to keep them both happy. Or maybe he’s just insatiable and he wants it all. All of me.

If that’s what he’s after, I’m wide open for the taking.

Teeth connect with flesh, and I cry out at the delicious shock to my system before he soothes the shock with his warm tongue.

“Kane,” I breathe again, but this time it’s not a protest. It’s a plea for more. For everything.

Spreading my legs wider around him, I try to pull him down to me—into me. My body is hungry for him, starving for him as though it hasn’t had him, been filled by him only moments ago.

“Greedy girl,” he teases darkly, sliding his hand between our bodies to my core, thumb flicking my clit in a way that has my back lifting from the bed. His name is a plea on my tongue as I grip his shoulders, reveling in the sensation of his touch. He’s so close ashe touches me, I can feel the tip of him between my legs, pressing against my core as his fingers play with my clit, driving me wild.

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