“W-wait,” I spluttered.
“You’ve done nothing but beg for it and now that I’m going to give it to you, you tell me to wait?” he chuckled.
He raised a beautiful brow. It still surprised me that this man wanted me. But seeing him in all of his glory, ready to fuck me senseless, I melted. I was a moth to his flame, ready to let him burn me to ash.
“Do you have a condom?” I asked.
His gaze darkened, but he didn’t complain. I looked back over my shoulder, my heart hammering against my ribs, as he reached behind him to pull open the drawer of the side table. When he turned back to me, the latex crinkled in his hand. A part of me wanted him to come inside me, but I didn’t want a child. He pinched it and rolled it on. He gripped my hips, lined his cock up with my entrance, and slammed into me. The air left my lungs as my internal walls seized around the intrusion, stretching to accommodate his impossible girth.
When my lashes fluttered open, Kade was there. He didn’t blink, his knuckles white as he gripped the chair, his focus on the space where Dane and I connected. Kade’s every breath was like a caress. I felt a frantic need to show him what Dane claimed.
“Dane!” I rasped, seeing stars as my body stretched, burned, and threatened to tear. I felt as if he had rearranged my insides and the sensation shoved its way into my throat.
Knots!My legs shook and my arms trembled as I came.And came. And fucking came. My orgasm ripped through me, stealing my breath and all reason.
“Just look at you,” Dane groaned.
He wasn’t all the way in, but I was a mess—a tornado of feeling. My body screamed different things at once. I wanted to crawl away from him, clawing at the sheets until I could free myself before I died from cock. But a small, needy voice moaned and begged for him to fuck me until he drowned everythingelse out. I twitched around him. Everything hurt. He grabbed a handful of hair and yanked so my chin lifted and my eyes were on the ceiling. The painful grip on my waist would bruise tomorrow, but I loved it and craved his next move.
“There she is,” he grunted as our eyes locked.
He drank in my face, expressions, and parted lips as he pushed past the resistance. My jaw fell slack as my cervix opened for him.Painful, deep, everything.
My neck stretched at an odd angle. The tendons were being pulled. It was uncomfortable, but all I could focus on was him. Dane always looked like he was in control, but as I stared into his eyes, a storm waited in his. When he was seated, he withdrew, and it was as if my guts were rushing to fill the empty space left behind. He took his time, easing out of me so I could feel inch by sinful inch of him leave my body.
“Dane,” I gasped.
His eyes locked on my neck, his tongue darted out to wet his lips.I shouldn’t want him to mark me, but I do. The Omega in me craved it.Goosebumps broke out over my flesh and I clenched around nothing, my body acting independently of my terror. The idea of him claiming me had another gush of wetness dripping from my gaping hole.
I whimpered as his tip pressed against my wet pussy again. I pushed back against him, but his grip held me in place, turning my movement into a struggle. Then he slammed into me, a brutal, bottoming-out strike that sent my body jerking forward. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out.
“Make me come, please, wait,” Dane mocked, his voice a low rasp against my ear.
The warmth from the bath was gone. He wasn’t looking at me; he was looking at Kade, showing off how easily he could use me.
Across from me, Kade didn’t flinch. His jaw was clenched, his knuckles white where he gripped the leather chair, but his eyes weren’t mocking. They were predatory, drinking in the sight of my submission as if he were starving and Dane was giving him a feast.
“You don’t get to tell me when to stop, Babygirl,” he hissed, the words landing like lashes. “You’re a hole for me to use until I’m done.”
Kade’s gaze dropped to the space where Dane was buried in me, his chest heaving as if he were the one running a marathon. He didn’t look away, and he didn’t laugh. He watched with a reverence that turned that “hole” comment into a title of honor.
Any other man saying those words would have sent me running for the door. But from Dane, it felt like a dark gift. A rebranding. He wasn’t discarding me for Kade; he was claiming the parts of me I was ashamed of. He could say whatever he wanted as long as he gave me his dick.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he fucked me hard and slow. He pulled out until I was weeping from the loss, then speared back in. My breasts swung with each cruel thrust of his hips, the friction of his thighs hitting mine making me feel like I was being torn from the inside.
The hand on my hair disappeared, only for his palm to wrap around my throat an instant later, trapping my scream in my chest. He held me there as my mouth fell slack.
“Lies, baby girl. You can’t make up your mind, but don’t worry,” he growled. “Daddy’s got you.”
A stray tear fell because I knew he meant it. Dane pounded into me as if I were nothing but a tool meant for his pleasure. My body moved according to his will.
“Do you like how I fill your hole?” Dane asked.
I loved it when he talked like that. The hand on my hip trailed down until he squeezed my cheek possessively.His, his, his.Hepulled my cheek, spreading me, and hummed. My skin heated where his gaze feasted on my most intimate parts. His thumb pressed against my ass and I tightened against the intrusion.
Fear ran down my spine, straightening my back. Amos’s ghost flickered too close. I opened my mouth, words failing me. I didn’t wantthatbut couldn’t remember why.What do I say to make it stop?
“Red,” I sobbed.
