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My hands race over her ass, squeezing the flesh as it bounces against me. I pound her pussy, my hips ricocheting off her full ass, and she whimpers from the unbridled ferocity unleashed with every thrust. Decades of pent-up frustration push inside her as I grip her hips to keep her from sliding away from me.
My tattoo rushes in and out of her as I fuck her. Keeping her nestled against me as I rail her, I bottom out inside her and force that fraction of length further until she screams. It isn’t a plea for me to stop. No. She wants me to keep going.
“Come inside me, daddy!” she screams, and I love every word that leaves her lips. I love that she senses me getting close before I even notice it. A subtle change in my thrusts, I guess.
My hips stall and stutter against her ass as I fill her. I release a feral groan I don’t recognize as I unleash myself inside her. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt.
I drop beside her and roll onto my back. Once our breathing steadies, I turn to her and look at someone I have come to care so deeply for. “It’s time to get you home, dropout,” I say. “Like the good little whore you are, I want you to keep my come between your legs. Can you do that?”
She leans over and kisses my forehead. “Anything for you, daddy.”
I understand why Jax and Tobin want to keep her. She connected with them on multiple levels, and now she’s connected with me.
And now I have to let her go.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Aurora
I bury my face in Pup’s coat as I hold her. She jumped into my arms the moment we settled in the front of the truck. How she knew I’d been a day away from never being seen or heard from again is beyond me. I breathe in her scent—the outdoors with a hint of diesel.
I still don’t like that Kane initially planned to sell me to those assholes, but I kind of love him for saving me and I’m thankful to be back in the truck. These are two things I never thought I’d say.
My mind still reels when I think of all that’s happened in the last few hours. I got through to him. And he fucked me. He has sex like a convoluted mix of Tobin and Jax. Part rough, raw need and part passion and unquenched desire.
Kane turns onto another on-ramp, and we’re heading northeast again. He’s really taking me home. I have mixed feelings about this turn of events. Going home means confronting my parents with the truth, and I don’t know how they’ll react. Can they accept that I dropped out of college and have no desire to return? Probably not. Even if I explain the circumstances that led me to this decision, they’ll turn it around on me.
But I can’t stay with Kane.
I’ve broken through to him, but he and I both know this isn’t a safe situation. He’s shed some of those walls for me, but what waits behind the rest of the dilapidated exterior is what I need to fear. He’s still a serial killer. A deranged man. A psychopath.
This is the textbook definition of being stuck between a rock and a hard place, but I guess the decision is out of my hands. If Kane wants to take me home, I just need to accept that this is probably his way of ensuring my safety, even though it will break my heart.
I shift in my seat. I’m sick of the silence because it only forces me to overthink, so I clear my throat. “Am I the first person you’ve been with since...?”
“Yes. You broke through to the big, bad serial killer. Can we let it go now? I think I’m all talked out.”
I smirk at him, remove Pup from my lap, and unbuckle my seatbelt. If he doesn’t want to talk, that’s okay by me, but I need to do something to keep my mind from spinning in circles. I drop to my knees beside him as my hand goes for his lap. His body tenses, and my breath hitches as I prepare for him to lose his shit.
“What are you doing?” he says with a tight jaw.
“I want to blow down the last of the walls surrounding the big, bad wolf,” I say with a laugh. “Might as well say a proper goodbye. This is a safe space, remember?”
His muscles relax, and he licks his lips. “Get to it then, dropout.”
I unbuckle and unzip his jeans. He tilts his pelvis to give me more access as I pull his cock from the fabric. I stare at the tattoo along the length of his dick and run my fingers over the flesh-warmed piercing. It’s so familiar yet foreign. I’ve been with all three of them now, and each experience has been so different.
He is different.
I put my mouth on him, and he groans, the low tenor traveling to the growing heat between my legs. The metal grazes my tongue as his hand weaves through my hair, massaging my scalp before he grips the strands and impales my throat. The sheer force brings my nose against his skin. I gag, and tears well in the corners of my eyes.
This would be the point when Tobin revels in my tears or Jax apologizes for being too rough, but Kane does neither. He just tightens his grip on my head and continues using my face like an inanimate object, and fuck if that doesn’t turn me on.
“You’re too young and pretty to be choking on daddy’s cock,” he says, balling my hair in his big hand.
Control and power drip from his words. They bleed into me from the force behind his grasp as he selfishly uses my throat. He goes harder and faster, using my hair as a lead as he drives. There’s no inhibition as he bucks his hips and fucks my mouth almost to the point where I need to tap out. But I’m not a quitter anymore. Tears flow down my cheeks as I fight back gags and take him the way he wants. The way he clearly needs.
“Once I come down your throat, I’m bringing you home, dropout. You’ll be the only woman to leave me alive.” He pulls me off his dick. “Do you understand how difficult this is for me?”
