Page 24 of Condemned

Chapter Eleven

Avalon knew she wasgiving in when she shoved herself forward into those hands, hands that were hurting her. Zo held her nipples as if he’d decided they were his and not hers. Wasn’t her fault, was it? It felt good to have someone seem to want her.

Maybe he was right. He’d taken away her options and she liked it—tied up, with him making her yearn for whatever he might do to her next.

This was insanely hot.

The size of his cock? Yes, scary. All the mauleons were. Yet he made her lust after seeing that shove into her, parting her flesh, to feel and watch it go in.

But, nipples. She winced as he twisted them.

“Fuck, fuck, f—” Gasping, she managed to cut off the last fuck.

Her pussy squeezed in, wanting.

A little desperate, she dared to meet his eyes. Menacing, dominant. Zo had her wanting this and it was crazy to do so.

“Talk?” she said, choking as his fingers and thumbs squeezed again. She looked down and hissed as she saw how he had her. He wasn’t letting go, was he? “I guess I can. Please...”

“Please what?”

“Let go?” Oh, the questioning tone was wrong. She should be snarling at him.

His chuckle annoyed her.

Big, sneaky, gorgeous Zo. She let her gaze drift, absorbing him. The muscles on even this lean mauleon were perfection. His clothes might be worn, his boot and belt leather scuffed, the colors faded, but the body was something else.

Avalon gulped. She wanted to bite him, but if given the chance she’d fear to do so.

He’d said he liked torturing girls.

Evil had its allure. She wriggled where she sat, spread across his legs. “Please?”

After a long second, he released her nipples then cupped her jaw. “Keep going.” His dark smile grew.

The fucker knew. He’d made her hurt but paradoxically she’d liked it. Make that loved it.

Her nipples ached, reminding her with pulses of diminishing pain of where his hands had been. Of sex, of the potential for sex.

She glanced at his cock. Massive thing. Make that the certainty of sex. Between her legs ached too. That, inside her.

“Don’t worry. I might make you scream, but you’ll like it too, spill your cunt juices all over me.”

Her heart closed in. The world did. She shook her head. “Fuck. Stop. I can’t concentrate if you say crap like that.”

She glared as he laughed and felt his claws unsheathe at her chin.

“Behave. Go on.”

Behave.As in, don’t glare. She closed her eyes. Okay, okay, obey for now.

“I’m huleon.” She opened her eyes. “I was born to a lesser noble’s family. Mother died having me.” Spill it all. What would it matter? “People have always hated me for being huleon. My father was a nobody and is dead. My aunt and uncle hated me so I was sent away to a school where nobody close to my family would realize what I was.”

Zo growled. “You’re not a what. You’re a person, a female huleon, part mauleon and part human.”

“Oh.” She gathered her wits. It made no difference. Once she was back in Montague, they’d still find her disgusting. “Yes. I... finished school, make that I left early. I did well in class, but no one cared.” Avalon shrugged, glanced up, almost expecting him to disagree.

A stiff smile was plastered on his face.