Clutching my left hip with one hand, he strokes up my spine to my hair, gripping it tightly, and I wince at the pain. That feeling is quickly replaced when his cock pushes inside of me, and a burning sensation begins in my ass.
Biting my lip, I try to pull away.
“Shh, Gemma. Concentrate on that juicy pussy of yours. Fight through the pain, and believe me, your body will explode from the pleasure.”
Taking a deep breath, I try to get used to the burn as he moves again and feel him slide farther into my back passage, stretching me even wider. When he pulls my hair hard, the delicious bite of pain surrounding me couples with the throbbing ache between my thighs.
Finally, after what seems like hours, I feel his hips against my ass, and I know he is firmly lodged deep inside of me. I’m so full of his cock that I can barely breathe without feeling him throb inside. Holding me steady, he waits motionless behind me, letting me grow accustomed to his girth.
My empty core clenches, trying to grasp something,anything, to ease the ache. When it clenches a second time, I groan and push back on him. He sucks in a deep breath before he leans down to reach under me, brushing a finger across my hard clit.
Screaming out his name, I feel the room start to spin as he bites my neck.
“It’s so fucking hot inside of you that I might have to just stay here.”
Moaning, delirious with pleasure, I know that I’m selling my soul to him at this very moment. I know I have crossed the line from light to dark, but as I push back on him, feeling him rub my clit again, I find thatI like it.
“How does it feel, Gemma?” he asks. “How does it feel, knowing my cock is inside your tight little ass? Do you know how it feels to me?”
I shake my head as he moves back, holding on to my hips.
“It makes me lose myself. It makes me feel like I’ve crawled inside of you, and now, I have all of you.You’re mine.”
He pulls out of me and drives back inside roughly.
“Fuck,” I shout.
He pounds into me, fucking my ass relentlessly while gripping my hips. I know that I’ll have bruises tomorrow, but Idon’t care. I’m loving the sinful feel of his cock every time he plunges deeper into my dark hole.
“Yes, Gemma. Fuck me. Fuck me hard and make me forget.”
As I mindlessly obey, I know he’s not the only one forgetting.I’velost my mind. I’m crazed with lust. I bite my bottom lip to prevent an agonized cry, but I find I can’t hold it in.
“Now,” I demand hoarsely. “Now. Fuck, Phillipe.Now.”
He pinches my clit hard and plows into me. That’s when I feel it—his hot, sticky cum shoots up inside me, plunging into the deep, dark places clouding my very soul.
Phillipe is right. He now possesses me.
Twenty-Two
MARKED
PHILLIPE WAKES UP an hour or so later to the melodic tune ofAirrunning through his mind. In the darkness, he closes his eyes and feelsherthere. It’s almost as though he can smell her if he concentrates hard enough.Just close your eyes and think of her,he tells himself, but it isn’t as easy this time.
No, this time, a blonde with big, guileless eyes, a perfect mouth, and a delicious ass keeps crashing into his thoughts. Squeezing his eyes shut, he tries to deny any kind of feelings he has for Gemma.There’s no room left in my heart for her. Is there?
Yes. I’m gone.
His eyes snap open. He thought he heardher. He swears he sees her when he calls her name. “Chantel?”
There, on the floor by the locked door, is the figure of a woman.
She’s naked, her hair falling down over her shoulders. She has her arms wrapped around her raised legs, which are crossed at the ankles as she holds her knees close to her chest.
She looks frightened. Chantel looks scared.
Pushing the covers aside, Phillipe gets out of the bed. Mindless of his nudity, he makes his way toward her.
