Page 47 of Deadly Devotion


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“Maybe I won’t give you what you need,” he says, unleashing his cock again to reveal another raging erection. “Maybe I’ll just take what I want.”

Damn, he has impressive stamina…

His thick member twitches as he lines himself up to my entrance. I jut my hips forward to encourage him, and we both watch my pussy stretch around him as he inches into me, and I swallow his dick right up. He groans as I wrap my knees around his torso to draw him closer and grind against him.

“If you won’t give me what I want, then I’ll take it,” I say.

“We’ll see about that.”

In a single swift motion, he grabs my waist and throws me back until I’m lying flat, and half of my body hangs over the edge of the building. I have to use all of my core strength to hold myself up.

I scream. Being bent over the edge was different. Now, I hover between life and death. I wrap my legs tightly around his torso and desperately hold the concrete. His hands holding me and my legs wrapped around him are all that’s stopping me from falling.

Callen smirks. “Can’t you handle the heat?”

“Put me down,” I demand.

He laughs and fucks me harder, using me like I’m his personal fuck puppet.

I squeal in terror. “Callen!”

He doesn’t stop. Instead, he fucks me more aggressively, making my tits jump around wildly. Being fucked by a psychopath and falling off a hotel roof is not how I planned to die!

“This is what you need,” he purrs. “I’ll only stop if you soak me. Scream my name, princess.”

He’s crazy. Fucking crazy! My pussy clamps onto him. I hate him. I hate him so fucking much!

“That’s right,” he says. “Come for me. Come all over me.”

The adrenaline racing through my veins heightens all my senses. Every thrust sets all my nerve endings alight as his metal piercing strokes my insides.

I want to resist him, but my body has other ideas. Rain starts falling, and I realise I can’t hold back anymore.

I come hard.

Callen’s fingers dig painfully into my sides as he holds me while I unravel. He meets my gaze as I come, refusing to look away and tying us together. Binding us in this sick, twisted moment.

“Say my name, princess,” he orders. “Or I’ll keep fucking you here all night.”

“Callen,” I moan.

“Louder!” he says, thrusting harder.

My back bends the wrong way, and my muscles wail in objection.

“Callen!” I scream in terror.

“That’s better.”

He pulls me back to safety and into a seated position while keeping his cock deep inside me. I wrap my arms around his neck in case he decides to throw me over. If he does, I’ll take him with me. His hands slide under my arse, and he carries me away.

With surprising tenderness, he holds me. No movement or motion, just his powerful arms wrapped around my body in a tight embrace. The rain comes down heavier, making our hair stick to our faces and drenching our clothes, but he doesn’t let me go.

“You know I’d never throw you off the roof, princess.”

I’m not so sure.

Slowly, he lifts me off of him and places me down. I tug down my dress and look into his eyes. He thinks he knows me, and maybe he does. But I know him too. Looking at Callen is like staring into a mirror.

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