He bites down on the lobe of my ear, making me cry out. “I say when you leave and you’re not going anywhere until you tell me what the fuck I want to know.” His hold vanishes and I suck in a deep breath. He shoves me forward. I catch myself on the edge of the desk and whirl around to face him. He uses his body to cage me in, placing his hands on either side of me, then bends down. I grip the edge of the desk for something to keep me grounded.
His eyes appear pitch black in the dark room, while his shadows encircle him and suck me in. “You're taking the Cosa Nostra down, huh?” He dips his head and buries his face in the crook of my neck, making me gasp. “You're gonna take it for yourself?” he mutters against my skin, then licks a trail up to my ear. My breathing is erratic. He shifts until his lips hover over mine, my breath lodging in my throat. One hand grips my waist while the other wraps around my ponytail. He tugs on it, making me grit my teeth.
“Xaden,” I pant when he trails his hand from my waist and glides it over my pussy. I can feel the heat of his touch through my jeans and it’s sending shockwaves of need coursing through me, like an electric current. He pops the button on my jeans one handed like a pro, then pushes his hand inside my pants, making me gasp.
His gaze bores into mine as he pushes my panties to the side, forcing me to widen my legs as need pulses through me. It’s on the tip of my tongue to beg him to touch me and give me the release I need. Fuck, I really do need it after the day I’ve had. The moment he slides his finger through my folds and presses his finger against my clit, I cry out. He pushes a finger inside me and I moan like a wanton hussy and thrust my hips, needing more.
He darts his tongue out and licks my lips. “Imagine wanting to kill someone only to spread your legs for them mere hours later.” His words are like a bucket of ice water. I try to shove him away but he curls his finger inside me, making me weak against his pull. The fight drains as he continues to finger me. “This cunt belongs to me,” he snarls.
“Oh, fuck,” I cry out.
“I want your cum on my fingers, Tink.”
“Yes,” I pant as I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him in closer so I can kiss him.
We may be at war and want to see each other fall, but in this moment, none of that matters because I need him inside me, so I can feel him once more before the real battle begins.
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
XADEN
The taste of her is fucking astounding. I shouldn’t love it but I do.
Her fucking jeans are restricting my movements and it’s pissing me off. I lifted Maddison’s keys off her this morning when I was holding her back from helping Toren. I wanted a minute alone with the fairy this afternoon to pry the answers from her. I didn’t plan onthishappening but I’m not about to stop it.
I tug my hand free and break the kiss. Before she can say something and ruin the fucking moment with the sound of her voice, I tug her pants down her legs. My arm brushes against something and that’s when I remember I have my gym bag. I was going to head to the rink and get some extra practice in before the game on the weekend, but now I have a better idea on what I can use my stick for. I toss her jeans and panties to the side, grab my stick, and stand. I rest it against the desk beside her.
She looks from it to me but I say nothing as I tug her shirt off and throw it over my shoulder with a growl. The little bitch is smiling and I hate it. I grip her waist and lift her so she’s sitting on the edge of the desk. I yank the cups of her bra down, then pinch her nipples hard, making her cry out in pain.
“Xaden!” She grips my wrists and tries to push me off her.
“The next time you wear some cunt’s name and number on your back, I’ll shoot Harper in front of you.” She goes still and I know without a doubt memories of the other night are playing like a reel in her mind.
“Fuck you.”
I release her nipples and chuckle darkly. “Run that mouth again and you’ll be on your knees with my cock down your throat.” The fact she doesn't balk or even make a sound tells me the dirty bitch is intrigued by the idea, but the truth is, I don’t trust the cunt not to bite my dick which is why I haven’t let her give me head.
I shift slightly and grab my stick. I glide the top through her slick pussy making her tense and gasp at the same time.
“What are you doing?” she breathes out as I continue to glide it up and down. When I stop at her entrance and slowly push the hilt of my hockey stick inside her, she reaches out and grabs my arm, trying to stop me but it’s a fucking waste of effort. “Xaden!” she yells.
“I’m about to fuck you with one of my most prized possesions. Shut the fuck up and enjoy it because it’s the only time I’m gonna let something I care about get this close to you.” I ignore her pleas as I ease the stick further inside her, not too deep. The last thing I want is to damage the thing I actually like about her. Her cunt is soaking wet, allowing it to slide in with ease.
I don’t stop until she cries out and begins to tremble. I pull almost all the way out, then push it back inside her again, making her scream my name. The sound of it coming from her filthy mouth does things it shouldn’t to me. My cock is rock hard and pushing painfully against my pants. I grit my teeth and ignore my need to be inside her, to have her wrapped around me, to feel the warmth of her pussy as she clamps down on my cock.
I keep a steady pace and continue fucking her with my hockey stick. Facing off against her brother using the very same hockey stick his sister came on is going to be fucking epic. I may even offer the cunt a sniff if he’s a good boy.
“Touch your clit,” I snap. Even in the dark room I can see her eyes widen and I expect her to become fucking prudish, but the bitch surprises me when she widens her legs, then leans back further on the desk, giving me better access to her cunt. She cups her tit in one hand, then uses the other to circle her clit.
The sight of her bare, panting and playing with her pussy while my stick is inside is almost more than I can fucking handle.
“Fuck me, just like that,” she pants out. Her back arches off the desk slightly and I know that she’s close. As much as I want to fuck her hard and deep, I don’t. I may be a cunt but I’m not low enough to do some sick shit like that to any woman, even a fucking Kellar. I fuck her hard enough that she feels it, but I won’t be the fucking cause of her losing thatthinginside her before I get to bust a nut. After I cum, I wouldn’t give a shit if she lost it or not. “Holy shit, Xaden,” she cries out.
I crave the sight of her losing control, the satisfaction it gives me to hear her scream my fucking name as she shatters beneath me is worth having to endure seeing her face daily, all because I know her father and brother are losing their minds over it. Just knowing I am under their skin and in their heads all because I slide my cock inside her is fucking poetic.
She may think she hates me but her greedy little cunt doesn’t. Unlike her father and brother, she can’t stay away. She wants to be here withme,and that is going to be her biggest downfall. I’m not above using that shit against her either.
“Come all over my stick, Tink. I want to smell you every time I’m on the ice.” My words tip her the fuck over the edge. The orgasm has her bowing her back off the desk as a scream tears out of her, so fucking loud and long that the beast inside mesmiles in triumph. I want to record the sound and send it to that cocksucker Carnage. Her whole body quivers. I pull the stick out of her and drop it to the floor. She lifts her head sluggishly and watches as I push my pants down and free my cock.
