Mystic Bonds: The Alpha's Reckoning

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me to the wall almost immediat

sexual than it should have been. A flush of arousal coloured his high cheekbones and the intens

If I bend you over and yank up that little skirt of yours, I'd find you soaking for me. And I bet I could have y

smirk, his composure, his everything. And yet, I was so wet I co

t I'm not tak

y from detonating, and I refused to give this man th

would," he taunted

a hint, mr

disappeared and our mouths crashed against each other again. Harder, more desperate than the

f opened door and kicked it shut b

our clothes in a frant

living room floor until we were naked, our skin heated with

ur hands a

ough commands but instead of me obeying,

ides and twisted me around. He drove his knee into the back of mine, giving me to

back in a steel grip while the other slippe

enched a half gasp, hal

ger while keeping his thumb on my clit. I was so wet, I did

s, you are fucking we

y panting, so turned on I could barely t

e have I felt s

y most sensitive spot, eliciting another moan, bef

fuck you. To make you cum all over my

alms. "My vibrator does a better j

d because I knew I didn't have a vib

aused. Moreover, with the color of my hair

." He released my wrists and fisted my hair, jerking my hair bac

ide me. In. Out. In. Out. Faster and faster until the telltale

nipple, and a full-body shudder

d his ha

o

, and I let out a small scream of frustration at the ruined

ng, his chest heaved with deep, ragged breaths, and h

st sharp shadows across his face, highlighting the st

his mouth curved as he pushed my legs fu

Wetness slicked my thighs, and every brush of air ag

of my rational brain to twis

play his m

fucking the attitude out of me? You talk about a big game, but it seems y

y core clenched at

road shoulders, perfectly carved abs, sculpted arms...and a long,

uth d

wrapped one hand around my throat. He squeezed hard enough to

, my head swimming from the

. "This mouth of yours is go

from my throat at the painful stretch of his size and the roughness with which he fucked me. Tears sprung to

azed my cheek. "You always have so mu

me. "You are my personal hell, Eve. An

to see that his eye color was differen

und so I was on my back. He kept his hands on my throat, pressing me into the ground whi

ed on my lips at his pained hiss when I raked them down his back. In retaliation, he fucked me even harder

t out a low hiss. Sweat beaded on his brow; te

he only one who needs

and his hiss mor

against my throat until faint spots danced across my vision and the

o savage I lost whate

n't about emotional connection. It wasn't even about physical

in liberation in not giving a fuck what the other person thought about you. We could be the worst, most untamed versions of ou

each. Every time I grazed it, he would slow down, d

y clit, sending another sharp burst of pleasure th

neck and sucked hard. "How muc

about self-esteem issues, bu

weak to my own ears. I wa

ore I caved, but I sure as hell c

ts, and another scream of fru

sadistic

lled my hips, seeking the fr

ttered down at me. "Use your words

t sa

with torturous

as he played with me, edging me over and o

don't say it

I choked o

ase

words faded into a moan

o better t

g back tortured him as much as it did to me, but I couldn't take mu

sation speared through m

obbed, not ca

-I need -

ide him, because he finally stopped teasing

wled. "You love my cock wrecking t

od, please. I'm going to

h me. Every thought and memory incinerated, le

, followed by another. They rolled on and on, wringing me o

here, our breaths heavy in the sudden quiet, before he pushed

noticed hi

t the fact I hadn't

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