Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 49907 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49907 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 250(@200wpm)___ 200(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
I drove into her harder, the force enough to make the pool table creak beneath us. I couldn’t stop, didn’t want to. The way her body moved against mine, so responsive, so perfect, made my head swim. I’d been starving for this.
“You feel it too,” I implored, my voice rough and strained. “Don’t you, baby?”
She shook her head, a desperate, futile denial. “Wilder… please—”
“Please what? Please don’t stop? Please remind you who you belong to?” I punctuated each question with a deep-seated thrust, dragging a broken whimper from her lips. “Say it, Mint. Tell me the truth.”
“I hate you,” she choked out.
“Remember what I told you about lying, Mint?” I laughed through a groan. “You can’t hate me. I made it that way.”
She let out another muffled sob, her pussy beginning to clench, betraying every word she tried to say. She was unraveling, her fight slipping away.
I savored every second of it.
“You’re perfect,” I murmured, more to myself than to her. “Everything I’ve ever wanted, everything I’ll ever need.”
I moved faster, rougher, determined to push her over the edge, to take everything she had. When she finally came, she muffled the scream of pleasure against the pool table, I followed, the intensity of it ripping through me like a storm. I kept pumping in and out until every drop of cum was inside her.
For a moment, there was nothing but the sound of our ragged breathing, the weight of what had just happened settling over us. I pulled back slightly.
Unable to withhold anymore, I lifted my mask just enough to free my mouth, then leaned down and captured her lips. I swallowed her protests, my hand tightening to keep her where I wanted her. Her body was still trembling.
I slipped a hand between us again, finding her clit with ease.
She gasped into my mouth, and I pulled away, pressing my lips to her slick skin, sucking and biting just hard enough to leave a mark. My mark.
“Come on,” I coaxed, my voice low and rough as my fingers worked. “Let go for me, Mint. I know you want to.”
She shuddered, trying again to push me away. I moved closer, my lips brushing her ear as I whispered the words that I knew would break her. Promises, confessions, and dark truths, all spilling from my mouth like a poison she couldn’t resist. Her body tensed and then she came again with a broken cry.
“Good girl,” I praised.
I wished I had longer to draw this out, to worship her fully from head to toe, but there were limits to my patience, and I didn’t want us to miss all the fun upstairs.
“I’ll make it up to you tomorrow,” I promised.
“Fuck you, Wilder.”
I hushed her with another kiss.
Reluctantly, I pulled out, fixing myself as I cast a lingering look at her flushed, tear-streaked face. “You’re beautiful like this.” I worked to tug her pants back into place. She squirmed weakly, but I didn’t let up, pleased by the thought of her carrying the evidence of me inside her after all this time apart.
Once she was dressed, I adjusted my mask, pulling it back into place, my focus never left her. She flinched as I gripped her throat, my fingers a leash to lead. We reached the stairs, and I paused.
“Now it’s time to go upstairs and clear up some misconceptions,” I explained, my tone soft but unrelenting. “Be good, and you’ll see Moose sooner rather than later.”
There was a noticeable change in her demeanor at the mention of her—our—dog, a spark of life reigniting in her gaze. If that was all it took I’d buy her a million of them. I smiled and led her up the steps.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
I had to have entered some kind of alternate reality. That was the only explanation for all of this. The wetness between my legs and the masked man at my back, his grip firm and unyielding, were trying to convince me otherwise.
Every step I took felt heavier, like the air around me was thickening, pulling me down into a nightmare I couldn’t escape. My thoughts were a mess, torn between rage and humiliation. I wanted to scream, cry, tear my skin open to escape his suffocating weight, but I couldn’t do a damn thing. Not when my sister was caught in the same nightmare that I was. My mind raced, grasping at any hope for how this could possibly end.
I felt a small trickle of his cum run down my inner thigh and clenched my jaw. He’d come inside me. The thought flitted through my mind, sharp and unwelcome.
I hadn’t taken birth control since I left the penthouse, and I—
“I swapped those out with fakes months ago.” His soft voice cut through the chaos in my head like a scalpel.
I nearly stumbled, my breath catching. “What?” The word came out in a whisper, barely audible over the pounding of my heart.