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“That’s sick.” Faceless frowns. He’s hidden, but I feel his resentment. Feel the downturn of his mouth. “He knows pink sequin bikini is Rylan. And he does this while he’s asking you to talk about? You understand why we can’t like him? This version of his is reckless. It’ll get you killed.”
Another finger in my pussy. Another flick of a tongue. No, I don’t understand. There’s no reason at all for me to hate Marcus.
“Fuck, you’re delicious, Leigh.” Marcus ignores everything. Makes wet noises and low, hungry groans. “Let me take care of you. I’ll deal with the bastard soon.”
I giggle. Next, I moan. I’ve never experienced arousal behind my heart. Inside my mouth.
His finger slips to my ass. It’s just as uncomfortable as it was before.
“S-stop,” I screech, my mouth the only moving part of my body. Oh, yes. My eyes move as well. Unfortunately, eyes can’t talk or push him off me.
“Look at you, desperate to fight me.” Marcus rises to his knees, freeing his cock. “Christ, I love how you’re this defenseless. Absolutely powerless. All you can do is take. I hope your relentless little mind is aware.”
I’m scared. I’m paralyzed. I gave Marcus the keys to my body and my psyche, and he’s about to do the worst with them.
But then he’s up here. Then his mouth trails hot kisses on my neck. His teeth chafing the sensitive skin. The tip of his cock rocks against my clit. Smoothly. Affectionately.
My monster loves me.
“Mine.” He slides himself inside my pussy. His growl is like a balm to my anxiety.
Hard and soft. Claiming me.
I love him. He can have me any day. Any way he likes.
“Marcus.”
“Eyes on me,” he tells me when his hand locates my throat once more. “See what you’re doing to me. How fucking crazy you make me, little doll.”
I see everything. Eyes narrowed. Lips pressed tight. Vein pumping in his neck.
Ruthless and unforgiving. Psychotic.
He’s rendering the guard inside my head.
Marcus uses my body for his pleasure. More than that. For my pleasure.
The humming beneath my skin intensifies. It’s explosive. It shimmers and prickles.
“Please.”
Marcus slams his mouth on mine, creating something wonderful. And I come. I’m taken over by my climax, my soul kneeling to the man who commands this orgasm.
“That’s it.” He thrusts as though he’s trying to break the couch. “Milking my cock. Begging for me to fuck babies into you. To show you who owns this mind. This body. It’s mine. I won’t stop, Leigh. Won’t stop giving you everything you want, you hear? I won’t ever stop.”
His pumping becomes erratic, more furious. He releases his cum inside me a few strokes later, shooting it into my womb.
Babies…our babies will grow there.
No.
“Sick babies,” I rasp. “Hated babies.”
“No. They could never be.” Marcus slides out of me, gripping my jaw. His eyes penetrate me. “Talk to me. Open the fuck up and talk to me.”
My inner gaze returns to the door. While Marcus was fucking me, the faceless guard opened the locks. The three of them hang loosely on the door.
The door itself has been left ajar. Welcoming me to walk inside.
