Page 42 of A Hurt So Good

“Scream, little bird. I want to hear you sing,” he growls as he tears my thong in half. Before I can say a word or make a move, he’s burying himself inside me. His piercings hit every angle as I scream once again. I try to push up on my hands, the edge of the steps digging into my ribs, but there’s no use. War isn’t letting up, either.

He grabs a handful of my hair and jerks my head back until I cry out for him. The man pounds into me with no letting up, and I can’t say I don’t like it. The pain I feel morphs into pleasure, and the harder he goes, the more I want. I’m not one of those girls who says I should be ashamed of liking it the way I do because I’m not. I love every single thing War is doing to me right now.

“Oh my God,” I cry out when he rotates his hips.

“Tell me, little bird. Tell me you’re not leaving us,” he roars behind me. He keeps plunging, thrusting, getting deeper with each one. Tears prickle the backs of my eyes from the intensity of War.

“Say it!” he screams louder.

“I’m … I’m not leaving you!” I yell back at him as he fucks me into the steps. I can feel the edge of the steps digging into my skin as he fucks me harder and harder, but I can’t seem to get enough.

“War!” I call out his name, and I don’t even know why. Do I want him to stop? Do I want him to keep going? My head is spinning as lust dances inside me.

“Shut the fuck up and take my cock like a good little bird,” he growls. His free hand that isn’t tangled in my hair clamps down on my hip so hard I know I’m going to have bruises later. Then I feel him lean forward, and his teeth sink into my shoulder, causing me to scream even louder this time. Even through my shirt, I can feel the goddamn burn.

My body is wound so fucking tight I feel like I’m about to explode. A few more thrusts of his powerful hips, and that’s all I can take. I come hard, I come fast, and I come in a blur of haze. My body is still strung so tight as my orgasm rips through me. I can feel War pulsing inside of me as he grunts behind me. My breathing is rapid as I try to calm my racing heart. War pulls out of me, releasing my hair at the same time, and my head flops forward onto the step in front of me. After a few minutes, I stand and grab my shorts, pulling them back on as War fixes himself.

“Can we go now?”

“Why? You don’t like it here?”

“The smell is killing me, War.”

“And the cock?” he asks, with cockiness.

“I’m not going to dignify that with an answer,” I tell him. He releases a laugh before coming closer to me.

“You’re going to be wearing my marks again,” he reminds me, running his fingers over my shoulder where he bit. I don’t answer him; I just walk back down the steps and out the front door with him behind me. As soon as we step outside, I suck the clean air into my lungs.

War begins walking back down the street as I follow behind him when we both hear someone.

“Fucking all of them now?” Ugh, I’ve heard that voice before. War and I both turn to see Rachel standing there with her girl gang.

“What do you want?” I ask her, not in the mood to deal with her shit right now.

“Simple question. Are you fucking them all?” I glance over at War, but he keeps his gaze trained on Rachel.

“And what if I am?”

“I knew you were a whore,” she snarls. War growls low in his throat, the sound vibrating out of him.

“Are you jealous? You’re not getting shit, and I am?”

“You better watch your back,” she says as her girls laugh.

“If you come near me, I will fuck you up,” I tell her. She just laughs and takes a step toward me. That’s when I pull back and swing. I crack her right in the jaw, causing her to stumble back,but when she starts to come toward me, her girls behind her, War steps in between us.

“I don’t need your help!” I roar at him. He looks over his shoulder at me and grins before turning back to them.

“I think you know how this goes, Rachel. You lay a fucking hand on our girl, and I’ll end you.”

Chapter 18

Denz

I look up as Arya storms through the door looking highly pissed off, with War grinning behind her.

“I didn’t need your goddamn help, War. You need to stay out of my business!” she snaps at him. I glance over at Sasha and Har, but they’re both too into what’s happening right now.

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