“Ryder…” My voice trailed off. His manhandling should disgust me, and yet my clit throbbed and my thighs were slick. “Wait…”
I feel the press of his cock, so hot with the coolness of thepiercing. He gently glided it through my folds, coating himself in my arousal. “I’ve known Roman a long time, and I know he doesn’t do anything for free. So, what did you offer him?”
I’d never been so aroused, my mind fuzzy as his piercing knocked against my clit.
“W-why should I tell you?”
“This would be so much easier if you forgave me already.” Ryder let out a sound that was dangerously close to a growl. “Maybe I should just fuck the answer out of you.”
“Ryder…” My voice cracked, body tensing as I felt his cock press against my entrance.
“You’re going to let me, aren’t you?” Ryder flexed his hips, and I groaned as he sunk inside me an inch, only to pull back. “You’re going to let me use your greedy little cunt, despite everything.”
I didn’t understand why he was affecting me so much. Ryder teased with a kind of frantic precision, every motion restrained, measured, as though he was holding something dangerous back. It made something in me ache to see him unravel, to tear through that careful control and see just how far I could push.
“You can fight me all you want, but you’ll soon beg me,” he said, his head teasing my opening before sliding back through. “Want to know why?”
Fisting his hand in my hair, he pulled me up so my back pressed against his chest, my arms still caught tight in front of me.
“Why?” I croaked, shivering at the way he kissed along my neck, only to pause at my ear.
“Because you’re mine.” With a single, punishing thrust, he was inside me. My breath caught, a gasp strangled in my throat as my entire body clamped down around him, heatigniting in every nerve ending like I’d been set on fire from the inside out.
Ryder groaned, the sound raw and primal, dragging a moan from me in response. Even though I was already embarrassingly soaked, he was still so big I ached, stretching wide around him.
And still, he didn’t hold back. His hips slammed into mine over and over, rough, relentless, and urgent. Like he could drive out every ghost that haunted him with each thrust. Like I was the only thing in the world that could hold him together.
“Fuck!” he growled. “This cunt was made for me.”
The air around us was electric, charged with heat and frustration and something darker. Something desperate.
My scalp burned where his grip tangled in my hair, the sting only heightening the pleasure spiralling through me. I arched into it, into him, his piercing striking deep, over and over. Each time sending jolts of pleasure ricocheting up my spine.
Tears stung my eyes, and Ryder tilted my head to the side, his tongue tracing the wetness along my cheek with a tenderness that didn’t match the brutal rhythm of his hips.
He never slowed. Not for a second.
All I could do was take it.
And somehow…I felt safe.
Which probably meant I was more fucked up than I’d ever let myself admit.
When he released my hair, I slumped forward. Ryder immediately gripped my butt and spread my cheeks. I sucked in a staggered breath, especially when he spat on my hole and his thumb pressed insistently inside.
“Relax,” he grunted, his cock sending pleasure through me while his thumb gave a sharp burn. “Otherwise, I’ll never fit.”
Iwanted to ask him to stop, as I’d never done anything like that before. But I couldn’t find the words, my body coiled so tight as he hit every nerve. Then he breached my back hole, making me even tighter.
“Please,” I whimpered, the word barely a breath. I tensed beneath him, every muscle tightening as my orgasm surged closer. Like a wave about to break and drag me under. But I wanted more, to claim him as he’d claimed me. “Kiss me.”
I knew he didn’t like to kiss, and maybe some cruel part of me wanted to punish him for what he did. But I think I needed it. That connection he’d given no one else.
He stilled, and the sudden absence of movement nearly broke me. I could’ve screamed from the frustration from the way my body trembled with need, every breath ragged and frantic.
I hissed as he yanked me tighter against him, the motion rough. His cock throbbed deep inside me, thick and heavy, stretching me, pulsing like it knew just how close I was.
“See?” he whispered, voice low and possessive. “Told you you’d beg.”
