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Raine’s breath hitched as my juices leaked out into his hand. “I don’t want your heart, Bailey. I want your body and your soul. I want you to fucking hate me so much that I can taste your pain on my tongue when you cum for me.”
A deep spasm rolled through me. “Fuck…” I rasped.
“Mmm, yeah. You like how my fingers fuck your pussy. How I’m going to force you to cum and there’s nothing you can do about it. This will be the first of many.”
I bucked as he pinched my clit, sending me over the edge. I cried out, a mixture of pleasure and pure fucking hatred for this man.
Raine shoved the sponge into my mouth and finished me off with his rough fingers. Tears streamed down my cheeks. “Shh…” He licked the side of my neck. “You’re not a good girl anymore. You’re a fucking brat who’s finally met her match.”
He shoved a finger deep inside my pussy as I bucked against his hand. As another orgasm rolled through me, he slapped me across the face. I screamed into the sponge, glaring at him as he smiled. “You reap what you sow, little vixen. Remember that the next time you think about slapping me.”
As he reached up to untie my wrists, I lurched back, my limbs trembling.
I raised my chin to look him square in the eye. “That will be the last time you touch me.”
“You and I both know that’s a lie.” He dragged his thumb across my lips, his breath quivering, before exiting the shower and leaving me alone in the bathroom.
Was he right about me? Every second of that was like a rush of pure adrenaline. I wanted him to stop but then I didn’t. He was vile and depraved. But he stirred those dark parts of me. The parts I wanted to feel when I asked Poe, Grim, and Saint to defile me in the basement. Except I knew then, I was in control. That they would stop if I yelled my safe word. So it wasn’t really real. Not like now.
When I looked into Raine’s eyes, I knew with every fiber of my being that he was going to do whatever he wanted. Just like he knew that I wouldn’t scream because maybe I wanted it too. My head was scrambled. There was a war raging between my body and my soul. And Raine just laid claim to both.
But instead of fear, all I felt was fury… and a toxic need to see how far I could push him.
Raine
Finally, I was going to have some fucking fun in this house.
Bailey Bishop. Mmm… Fuck. I couldn’t wait to feast on that pussy of hers. Couldn’t wait to bury my dick in every one of her holes.
And the resistance. Holy fuck, the way she fights me only makes me want her more. I want to hear her beg and scream and cry until she cums so hard she blacks out. Ever since that night, when I saw her climbing up the stairs of this house, I dreamed about this moment. When I saw the fire in her eyes, felt the adrenaline in her veins, smelled the cream inside her wet panties… I knew she was going to be a tasty fucking snack.
There was no way she would’ve gotten that door open without me. I couldn’t think straight. I couldn’t let her get away. And now she was just as much mine as she was theirs.
I perched on the foot of her bed, waiting for her. She was taking too long. I needed to touch her again. Bailey Bishop was like a drug to me. And I needed another fix.
Right. Fucking. Now.
I started for the bathroom door just as it wrenched open. She stood in the doorway, her chest heaving underneath her thin white tank top. Her eyes blazed with fear and fury. It got me so fucking hard.
She flinched as I stalked toward her. “You shouldn’t have put your clothes back on, pretty girl. I’m just going to make you take them off.”
Her lip quivered as she clung to the doorknob. “I have questions,” she stammered.
That devious part of my brain kicked into high gear. “And I have answers… for a price.”
I let her shove past me. She looked around the room suddenly realizing there was nowhere to sit but the bed. I watched as she hesitated before climbing on top of her duvet cover.
“What’s your price, Raine?”
Yes, the fun part. “For every question I answer, you have to do something for me. Anything I ask. How’s that sound?”
Her cheeks flamed. “Forget it. Leave me alone. I don’t know why I thought meeting you was a good idea.”
I leaned against the wall and drank in the sight of her. The way the ends of her blonde hair dripped water onto her chest. It trickled down between her breasts, soaking her tank top. Her nipples poked through the damp fabric, begging to be sucked.
“Come on, little vixen. Play with me a while…” Her throat bobbed as I inched toward the bed. “Go ahead, ask me a question.”
She sucked in a sharp breath and pulled her knees to her chest. All I could think about was ripping her sweatpants off and spreading her wide open.
