His laughter fills the room, and I go to slap him again, but he pulls out, grabs my hips, and flips me over.
He yanks my arms behind my back and holds my wrists in one hand while he fists my hair and his knees shove mine open wide. Wetness leaks from my pussy at his aggressiveness. “Want me to treat you like a whore, angel?”
I try to bury my face in the bed, but he just shoves my cheek further into the mattress, not letting me hide.
“Want to fight me while I take it from you?”
Tears sting my eyes, and I yank on my arms, but he doesn’t budge. He easily overpowers me. I have no leverage.
“Beg me, Eve.”
“Ka-sh—” I choke out.
“What’s that?” he mocks. “You don’t sound like a woman who wants to be used.”
I rock my hips back and forth. My silent request for him to fuck me. He lets go of my hair to slap my ass, and I whimper. My breath is taken away with his weight on my back when he leans over and opens his nightstand. He repositions my arms before securing them with a zip tie.
“That’s better.” He runs a hand between my parted legs and plays with my pussy. “Now you’re at my mercy, Eve. What am I going to do to you? Want me to fuck your ass?” His fingers run up over my cunt to my ass, smearing my wetness. “Want me to make it hurt?”
I’m gasping, trying to catch my breath.
“Want me to just leave you here for the day?”
“No,” I rush out, struggling underneath his muscular body. “Please…no. I need you.” I’d beg for whatever he wants to give me right now. “Make it hurt.”
His cock slides back into my pussy, and I whimper at his large size stretching me. I’m already so sore, but I love it. He leans over my back, and his hand covers my mouth when he places his lips by my ear. “Be a good girl for me and take it.”
I nod the best I can as I breathe heavily through my nose. Then, like the motherfucker he is, he pinches my nostrils, taking away my air.
I buck underneath him. “That’s what I want to feel, angel.” He pulls out and then slams into me. “Fight me.”
I try to turn my head from side to side, needing to breathe, but his hand doesn’t slip. My chest burns and fresh tears sting my eyes.
“Come on, Eve. You can do better than that.” He kisses the side of my face while his cock fucks my pussy.
“You act like you want it.” He laughs darkly next to my ear at my shitty attempt, and I blink away the tears.
I mumble helplessly into his hand while I give everything I have. Twisting and turning, bucking and kicking out my feet, but his legs hold mine wide open. My hips are screaming, and my back is arched at a painful angle while he smashes my tied arms between us with his weight.
“That’s better.” It doesn’t faze him, though. “Feel how wet you are for this? For my cock to fuck you like you don’t want it?”
I’m dripping for him.
My fight is useless, but that’s the point. To wear myself out so it’s easier for him to take it. But Kash knows I like the fight. The pain. The pleasure.
My chest aches and my throat is burning. My body starts to soften, but he doesn’t slow. His cock fucks me ruthlessly while my pussy grips him tightly. “That’s my good whore,” he whispers as I come on his pierced dick before my eyes fall closed.
KASHTON
The following day, I’m boarding our private jet hand in hand with Eve. She doesn’t seem all that thrilled to be going to Vegas with me, but I knew she couldn’t resist when I mentioned the girls. For some reason, she has a soft spot for Charlotte.
Haidyn and Charlotte are already on board. She lies across the back couch with her feet in Haidyn’s lap while he rubs them.
“Everything okay?” I ask, sitting across from them.
“Yeah.” Charlotte nods with a groan. “My body just hates me.”
“Have you had anything to eat today?” Eve asks her, snuggling into my side.
