Chapter 44
Ryder
Violet was my personal heaven and hell. Her cunt strangled me, dragging every last shred of control from my body. And those soft, broken whimpers she made? They didn’t make me want to stop. They made me want to go harder, deeper, until she forgot anything existed beyond me. Until sheforgaveme.
My chest burned with every breath, my rhythm harsh, almost brutal before I pulled out of her, only to spit once more on her other hole. She tensed but didn’t protest when I teased a second finger.
“Tell me, has anyone ever touched you here?” I asked, stretching her slowly as she whimpered. “I bet they haven’t.”
She turned her head, flushed and trembling, her hair tangled across her face.
“You’ve always gone for the good guys,” I said quietly, leaning closer, using her own arousal to stretch her slowly on a third finger. “The ones who whisper sweet things in your ear and keep everything nice and gentle. Polite. Missionary.” My voice dropped, rougher. “But you’re going to let me fuck you here, aren’t you? Claim the last holeyou’ve been saving for me.”
Violet panted, her eyes glassy with tears.
A strange need burned behind my ribs at the sight.
She was mine, whether she admitted it yet or not.
Her cunt welcomed me when I thrust inside, so harsh she gasped, only for me to wrap her hair back in my fist and arch her back as much as her restraints would allow. Her breath panted across my face, body trembling as I eased my aching cock out of her wet heat, only to place it where my fingers had just been. She whimpered as I stretched her last hole, moving slowly so as not to hurt her.
Christ.Her tears, her moans, the way her arms stretched and tied against the bed was driving me straight to the edge. She looked like temptation made flesh, and it was enough to drive a man insane.
And still, I wanted more.
“Kiss me,” she begged, and I snapped.
I thrust until she took every inch and then caught her cry with my lips. She tasted of salt and sin. Tasted like my fucking damnation.
Her mouth parted beneath mine, and I deepened the kiss like a man starved. My tongue slid against hers, demanding she give me everything. She whimpered, fingers clawing at the fabric around her wrists as if she needed to touch me. But I wouldn’t let her.
“Ryder,” she groaned, tugging at her restraints.
But I refused to give in. I couldn’t, not when my demons risked ruining it.
“What a good girl, taking every inch,” I mused, half to distract her, half because I couldn’t help myself. It amused me how easily I could read her body, even when taking her back hole. Her cries when I hit the right spot, and the way she clenched around me like she never wanted to let go.
This time, I didn’t pull out, driving into her, my fingercircling her clit with slow, merciless pressure so she’d fracture into a million pieces that only I could put together.
“Come for me,” I growled against her lips, her entire body tensing as if she’d been struck by lightning.
A strangled cry escaped her throat, and I caught it with my mouth, kissing her through the storm as I kept thrusting, my body bent over hers. I didn’t care that she’d soaked us both, her cum and arousal dripping down our thighs. It was evidence of just how hard she’d come for me.
The smell of sex clung to the air, thick and intoxicating. She was still trembling beneath me, wrecked and open. I didn’t stop moving, not when she started shaking, not even when she came again, harder, tighter, her arse strangling my cock until the pressure bordered on pain.
“Fuck,” I groaned as I came, thick ropes spilling inside of her.
Easing back slowly, I watched my cum spill out over her creamy skin, and it did something to me. Something dark. Something possessive.
Jesus Christ.
What was she doing to me?
Using my T-shirt, I cleaned us both before releasing her wrists. My thumbs brushed over the skin to check for any bruises, only satisfied when I knew the marks would fade.
You see, this was the point where I’d usually untie my willing partners and then leave so I could scrub my skin raw. But the idea of leaving right now left a strange hollowness in my stomach.
So instead, I did the unthinkable.
