“No,” I moan as the toy slips further, and he chuckles.
“No?” The toy moves, drawing back out to swirl around my clit. “This pussy seems to screamyes.”
My body shudders, flushing, pleasure spiraling higher. The toy slips inside me again, just the tip of it, enough for my body to react and my back arches.
Chest heaving, Hayes leans close and I swear the subtle scratch of his beard rubs against my jaw.
“Such a perfect fucking slut for me,” he mumbles, voice rumbling through me like thunder. “There, keep those legs open. Let me see how my cock stretches this greedy pussy wide.” I work the toy faster, keeping pace with his punishing rhythm. “My God, you’re a fucking mess for me. Soaking this bed. Moaning for me. Just like I knew you would be.”
My hips move in time, body quivering as the orgasm crests. I shake my head into the pillow, mouth dry and eyes screwed shut. “No.”
His hand around my throat stutters my breath, and I grow even wetter. “You don’t get to tell me no, viper. Not when you’re this fucking wet. Not when my cock looks so good between your thighs.” Everything heats up, and I inhale loudly. “Does that get you off? Fucking your sister’s best friend?” He chuckles. “The forbidden is always better, viper.”
“It’s not?—”
“Don’t fucking lie to me,” he threatens, hips hitting that perfect spot as my vibrator twists around my clit. I cry out loudly. “You like this side. You want me like an animal, rutting into you, making you so fucking sore no fuckboy from your prestigious college can ever compare.” I slam the toy in deep again and stars break out behind my eyes.
I’m so fucking close—and the mental image of Hayes knows it.
“That’s it, baby,” he praises, grinning wide. “Show me. Give into the darkness. Enjoy the temptation of what you can’t have. Let me see you fall apart.” He nuzzles my neck, completely at odds with the hard thrusts. Just like Hayes—a man who walks the fine line between dark and light. “This is my favorite image of you, Collins. Wrecked, my cock between these pretty legs. Baby, you were made for the forbidden with me.”
My body coils deep as a wave of heat flushes my cheeks. He smiles against my cheek.
“Let go, baby. Drown me.”
Euphoria explodes behind my eyelids as my orgasm crashes into me, a cresting surge that submerges me in pleasure and lust. Shouting out, my body trembles as the walls shake, the only witnesses to what I just did.
Collapsing back, my knees fall apart, the toy sliding away with a wet squelch as I inhale greedily. My whole body feels as if I’ve been struck by an electric current, nerves firing, fingers shaking.Holy fuck.
Pushing the hair from my eyes, I look down at my nude form, cheeks red, stunned. That was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had—even with a partner. And I just came to the thought of my sister’s best friendfuckingme.
I’msogoing to Hell for this.
7
HAYES
“You’re not seriously considering this, Maeve.” I cock an eyebrow, watching the woman in front of me.
“I have to,” Maeve says, curled into her leather chair, cup of coffee cradled to her chest.
Dressed in her typical black silk blouse and dress pants, it’s a far cry from the young girl who brought me into the clan. But I know that same viciousness, that same deranged lust for blood lives beneath the business attire. I’ve seen it.
So has the reaper behind her.
Killian leans over her shoulder, staring at the papers. I’m not sure why he’s still here, but he’s like a fungus that won’t die, no matter how many times he’s sprayed with bleach.
“He makes a compelling argument.” Killian taps the paper. “An alliance with Bruno means no possibility of war. You’ll get access to the routes in the north. Plenty of business that way.”
“This is fucking unreal.” I roll my eyes. “You know the kind of man Bruno is. The kind of business he runs. YouknowCollins won’t last there.”
Even if Roman was somehow upstanding, there’s no way in Hell I’d let Collins go to him.How can Maeve?
She looks up, hawkish eyes examining me closely as if looking for a tell. “Collins has dealt with worse. Anything Bruno gives her wouldn’t even cause discomfort.”
High praise coming from the Captain. But we both know Bruno would break her. Without a second thought, he’d use her body, snuff out her light and keep her caged like a broken tiger.
“Would you really do that to your little sister?” I ask, leaning back into my chair, feet kicked out.
