Page 155 of Punished By my Enemy


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He finds my mouth and silences me again with another vicious kiss.

My fingers wrap around his wrist, digging in as I try to slow his aggressive movements.

With my free hand, I tug his sweats lower, freeing him fully. His cock springs out, hot and heavy against mine. But it’s only when I force our shafts side by side that Kai stutters to a halt.

He tips his head forward, panting over my lips like I’ve just pulled him out of the ocean.

I peel his fingers off my hard cock, guiding them around both our shafts, and wrap my hand over his.

Then, moving slowly and deliberately, I start bucking into our shared grip.

The sensation is electric.

Our shafts glide against each other, skin slick with his precum and mine.

He exhales sharply, a shiver rippling through him as he rocks experimentally into our hands. Tentative at first, yet even that unsteady friction sparks like a live wire inside me.

With a low groan, he starts circling his hips deeper. His body crowds against mine, pressing us flush in a sensual drag that has me biting back a whimper.

He leans back his head, his throat inches from my lips—too bruised, too beautiful to resist. I trace those dark smudges with my lips, tasting salt on his skin, scenting something sweet.

He’s moving faster now, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts against the side of my neck when he dips his head low. I can feel him shaking against me. Can feel myself trembling, too.

And as our cocks grow warmer against each other, more precum coating our fingers and shafts, I press my face into the side of his neck to hunt out more of that sweet smell.

I recognize it.

Recognizeher.

Haven.

AlwaysHaven.

They fucked before he came here. Judging from the marks she left on him, violently. His cock is probably covered with her pussy’s scent…and her cum.

It’s not just me and Kai in this alley.

She’s here too.

As if he’s reading my fucking mind, Kai speaks in a low, angry rasp. “You can’t have her. She’smine.”

I’m struck mute again.

And Christ, it pisses me off.

This whole encounter, in fact, makes me want to do bad things to good people.

I don’t submit.

I don’t fuckingteach.At least, not in situations like this.

But this is the second time I’ve submitted. First to Haven when she pulled a fucking gun on me, and now this.

And this is the second time I’ve taught Kai how to do something.

The heat building inside me is as much arousal as it is rage.

I want to strip off his skin. I want to make him watch while I do the same to Haven. I want to?—