I pull out slightly and slam back inside. “That’s right, filthy rabbit. Scream my name.” I growl against her back.So I know I’m still the one you want.
Pulling out of her, I turn her onto her back so I can watch her through the holes in my mask while I fuck her. Tree branches and rocks are beneath us, but I don’t care right now.
She doesn’t fight me as she lifts her ass so I can drag her pants completely off, and she raises her arms so I can remove her shirt. She stretches out for me—bare, moonlit, and shameless. Leaves shake and branches crack near us. Someone’s probably watching.Let them.I should care but I don’t. Let them see who she belongs to.
I get the sudden urge to teach her a lesson she deserves. She knows better. She knows how dangerous it can be out here. Istand and lift my shirt under my chin. I stroke my cock with her juices on it from tip to base.
“Knees,” I command, and she does so, slowly.
A bewildered look spreads on her face. She’s submitting to me fully right now. There isn’t even a hint of her bratty attitude.
She looks at me before licking her lips and then wraps her mouth around the tip of my cock.
“That’s right, rabbit. Take me all the way.”
I grab her neck and surge until I hit the back of her warm throat. When her oxygen gets cut off, she tries to move, but I hold her in place for a moment longer before releasing her.
I give her a moment before she says, “I couldn’t freaking breathe.”
“Good. Now you know how it feels—to be starved of air, of control, just like I am when you’re near.”
I grab her hair and push my dick further into her mouth.
We repeat these motions until I think she has had enough, and tears trail down her face. I wipe them away and slide my dick from her mouth. “Did you learn your lesson, Little Rabbit?”Or am I the one who keeps forgetting mine?
She bites her lip and shakes her head.Taunting me. There she is.
Rory grabs my hand and places it on her neck, squeezing it down tighter. “Now I need you to fuck me like I deserve. Punish me with that cock of yours.”
In the blink of an eye, we’re on top of each other, and I don’t even remember deciding to move. I reach between us to push myself inside her.
She pulls me in, milking me for anything I’m willing to give. “I want it hard, Ryven,” she moans, holding my hand in place. It’s like she needs this just as much as I do.
I give her everything I have. All that can be heard is the echo of my balls slapping against her ass in the forest. My cock pulses, and I’m so close to coming. I hate how much I need this. She reaches between us and fingers her clit, keeping up with my pace before she explodes all over my cock.
“Pull out of me,” she screams in pleasure, right before I begin to come.
I quickly yank myself free and finish on her stomach before rubbing it into her skin, making sure to get it on myX.
She swats my hand away. “Ew, Ryven, that is gross.”
I grind against her, making her catch her breath. “There is nothing gross with me staking my fucking claim. You belonged to me when we first met, and you belong to me now. Even if you don’t fucking want me.”
I fix my pants in place. With one last look, I turn and walk toward the church before I say something I can’t take back.
“Where are you going?” she yells, quickly picking up her clothes. “I still need to talk to you!”
I wave my hand over my head. “I’m not up for talking. Maybe we can talk tomorrow.” I shrug and stroll through the trees.
I leave her sitting in the middle of the forest, naked and alone, but not truly. I step out of sight, wait for her to get dressed, and ensure she’s safely in her SUV before heading back toward the church.
Once I make it back to the opening, Westley stands there, waiting for me. “What the hell, man?”
I take my mask off so he can see my face. “What is the problem?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “What is up with you and the rebellion girl?”
I take a step toward him, my expression hardening, all warmth draining from my eyes as I lock my gaze on his.
