“That’s it, Temptress. Take my cock. Welcome me home where I belong.”
She bit down, hard enough to draw blood, and I pressed my fingers deeper as I brutalized her cunt. Her defiance was a fucking turn on, and if she thought a little blood would deter me, she was in for a rude awakening.
“You think you’re so clever, sneaking around with your brother and plotting behind my back.”
I nipped at the tender flesh of her throat, wanting to sink my teeth in, to claim her and mark her. But I wouldn’t. This was a punishment, and I wasn’t about to end it without her confession.
“But my shadows see everything, Cadence.”
They didn’t. That’s why I was currently torturing us both. But they saw enough for me to know my cunning, beautiful wife was scheming.
The slick heat of her cunt gripped me like a vise, drawing me in, begging me to stay. Her body trembled beneath mine, her eyes glazing over as she lost herself to pleasure. I could feel her walls fluttering around me, tightening, preparing for release.
She was close, so fucking close, but I wouldn’t let her have it. Not yet.
With a snarl, I pulled out, leaving her empty and aching. I withdrew my fingers, trailing blood and saliva down her chin before forcing my cock into her mouth. My shadows tightened inside her ass as I spilled myself down her throat with a satisfied groan. When I was done, I let my shaft slip free, but not before using my come to paint her lips.
Cadence glared at me, and I grinned. “Tell me what I want to know, and I’ll allow you to come.”
“Fuck you,” she said, her eyes blazing with fury and desire.
I laughed, the sound dark and menacing. “That’s the idea.”
I gripped her chin, forcing her gaze to remain locked on mine. “I can keep this up all night, Temptress. Can you?”
“You’re a monster.”
“And you’re a liar,” I said, trailing my fingers over her sweat-slicked skin. “But we already knew these things about each other, didn’t we?”
My thumb circled her clit, and she jerked against the shadows still restraining her. A strangled whimper escaped her throat before she could stop it.
“Your body won’t lie to me, wife. Even when your mouth does.”
I slipped two fingers inside her cunt, curling them to hit that spot that made her delirious. Her back arched off the mattress once more, and a tear slid down her cheek.
“Ryker, please.”
“I’ll let you come when you’ve earned it.”
Pumping faster, I watched her face contort with desperate need. All it would take was one more stroke, and she would shatter.
So I stopped, pulling my fingers free.
“Now, shall we try this again?”
I pressed my thumb hard against her swollen bundle of nerves, drawing tight circles that left her gasping for breath. My shadows writhed inside her, matching my touch until she was trembling beneath me all over again.
“Tell me.”
“I hope you choke on your own shadows!” she said with enough conviction that my spent cock twitched with renewed interest.
“Wrong answer.” I leaned in, my lips pressing against her ear. “It’s going to be a long night, wife.”
Chapter Forty-Seven
Cadence
I woke to the feel of Ryker slipping inside me. Every muscle ached, and my skin was a map of bruises and bite marks. If any part of me remained untouched, I couldn’t find it.
