Page 224 of My Dreadful Darling


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“That’s it, baby,” I say soothingly into her ear, pounding into her quicker and earning more delicious cries. They battle with the sound of our skin slapping and the sloppy squelching from her cunt. She’s drenched enough to make it too easy to slip out should I retreat too far.

“You take my cock so fucking good,” I praise, my voice trembling with every thrust.

I pull her back from the window just enough to cup her breast,squeezing it firmly before playing with her hard nipple. She trembles in response.

“If they came around the corner right now, they’d see what a little slut you are for me. They’d also see who owns this pretty little pussy, wouldn’t they?”

“Yes,” she whines.

My upper lip curls into a scowl, both pleased with her answer and struggling to keep myself focused, especially when one hand sightlessly grabs for me, her nails finding the side of my ass and digging in.

The pain hardly registers. I’m too consumed with her wet heat fisting me with an iron-tight grip. I can’t get enough of it, and it only intensifies my need to possess her.

I can never live without this—withouther.

“What else would they see, hmm? You leaking all over my dick like a filthy whore who can’t control herself?”

“They’d see who ownsyou.”

I groan, my control slipping from those simple words alone.

“Mmm, I don’t know, darling,” I drawl condescendingly. “I’ve claimed you to the world, but you haven’t claimed me yet.”

“Why would I need to when you follow me around like a dog?” she bites back, only to cry out when I slam into her again while simultaneously pinching her nipple harshly.

Despite her tough words, her knee wavers, threatening to give beneath her as I pound into her cunt. She can barely fucking stand it.

I chuckle darkly, tendrils of anger unfurling in my chest.

Because she’s right. I do follow her around like a goddamn dog. Even now, when I want to punish her for shutting herself off from me, I’m still chasing after her and begging for more. Yet, she continues to deny me.

It drives mebeyondinsane.

“You want me so fucking bad, and you can’t s-stand that I’m not desperate for your attention like you are for mine,” she continues breathlessly.

The heat inside me flares, and I want to hurt her as much as I want to make her feel good. It’s a war between the devil and angel propped on my shoulders.

“How unfortunate for you to be right,” I snarl in her ear. “It must be awful knowing when I want a tight cunt wrapped around me, it’s alwaysgoing to be yours. No matter how much you hate me, you willneverescape me. And I hope that keeps you up at night.”

“I haven’t slept since the moment I saw you,” she whispers. Beneath the layers of pleasure, there’s a cold truth to that, but one I ignore for now.

“And I won’t fucking let you,” I snap, delivering a particularly hard thrust and earning a loud gasp. “I’m the nightmare you can’t stop dreaming about. You only hate that you can’t keep me out of your fantasies.”

I fuck her faster, keeping my pace steady but rough as she braces a hand against the window, her lips parted as she chokes on her screams.

All the while, I abuse her nipple, only for her eyes to roll and a smile to stretch across her face as she loudly moans when I move to the other breast and give it the same treatment.

“Ah! Yes, yes, Kellan,” she whimpers, shuddering and producing a maniacal sound that’s both a laugh and a moan. Her nails dig deeper into the side of my ass, though I barely register the sharp pricks.

I brush my lips over her ear while keeping my gaze pinned to the alleyway as I say, “If you want me to stop chasing you so badly, then maybe you should let go of the fucking leash.”

“I can—” She hiccups before she can finish her admission, and it sounds like she purposely stopped herself from voicing her truth—‘Ican't.’

The smallest grin tilts my lips, and I drop my mouth to bite her shoulder with a low groan.

I’m not fucking patient. I will pillage her insides like a warlord over an impoverished village, and I will take everything for myself. Her mind, her heart, the very breath in her body—she’s allmine.

But for now, I’m appeased with her nearly admitting she can’t let me go, either.