Page 151 of Dance of Monsters


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The blade rolls over my clit before suddenly I feel him hot, swollen, and slick against my opening as he pushes between my legs. I jolt when he stabs the blade of his knife into the ground beside me, grabs my hips…

And thenramsall the way in, with a single brutal thrust.

I scream, my back arching off of the dirt as I claw at his chest, shoulders, and arms. My heels kick into the ground as Vaughn pounds into me with deep, punishing strokes.

His thick cock stretches me to my limit and buries deep inside me again and again as I cry out, begging for more.

His hand wraps around my throat, and I shudder and writhe as he bites down hard so hard on a nipple that I swear he’s going to take it off. Pain zaps through me, and when it crashes into the pure heaven of his gorgeous cock slamming into me, it all blurs into a haze.

I’ve had him rough before. I’ve had him brutal, and dark, and savage.

But this is something else.

Something uncaged and unhinged.

Something he’s actively held back from me.

But the madness he brings kicking and screaming out of me won’t go back in. It won’t shut up, and it won’t stop screaming forMORE.

And suddenly, it’s not his unhinged depravity against my meager defenses anymore.

It our darknesses meetingeach other head-on, screaming bloody fucking murder as they go crashing together in a shower of sparks and moans and blood.

I slap his face again, then screech when he does it right back. I claw at his chest, my legs wrapping tight around him as Vaughn fucks me into the ground beneath me. His pounding, punishing strokes scrape against that needy spot inside me, stroking in and out until every part of me is rattling and screaming in ecstasy.

When he drops his mouth back to the cut on my neck and drags his tongue across it, I come undone.

I rip his shirt open and rake my nails down his chest as Ishatterfor him.

There aren’t any words to describe the sound that comes tearing from my throat. Or the way I claw at him, wanting to take him deeper and deeper until his whole soul and body are inside me as I break apart.

Wetness floods my thighs as he slows, grinding into me with deep, powerful thrusts, fucking me right through my orgasm until my legs are quivering.

Vaughn pulls out and suddenly flips me onto my stomach.

“Vaughn…” I croak, my head spinning as I pant into the ground.

“Did you think I was done with you, princess?” he growls into my ear.

I whimper as the knife slashes through the back of my gown, slicing it completely in two before he shoves it away from my body. His palm smacks my ass hard, then a second time as I squeal.

His hand slides lower and lower down my back, and I realize where his fingers are going.

“Wait—”

“No.”

I moan when his fingers find the gold plug that’s still in my ass and starts to turn it.

Oh my God…

I whine, shaking as I try to flip over. But Vaughn keeps me pinned to the ground as he keeps twisting.

Jesus.

The friction of the plug against the ring of my hole sends lightning bolts through me. He twists back and forth as I shudder, biting down on my bottom lip.

He chuckles darkly when a needy sound hums from deep within my chest.