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He gripped my hips and dropped down next to me, pulling me up to straddle him. His jeans were off already, his cock standing up, ready to wreck my pussy. I bit my lip in anticipation as he held his head against my opening. Without a second of hesitation, I impaled myself on him. He thrust in as I began a furious rhythm, and his lips worshiped every inch of my collarbone and shoulders. Then he reached around the back of my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. We managed to synchronize our hips into a glorious, ecstatic dance of fire and demand.
The friction from our furious thrusting rubbed my clit just right, bringing me closer and closer to that rapturous state I was so desperate for. “Don’t come yet, monstre.”
“I have to.”
“No. You’re not allowed yet. My good little fuck toy waits until I say it’s time to come.”
But I couldn’t stop it if I wanted to. “I can’t. I have to come,” I begged. “I’m sorry.”
He licked my ear and growled. “Is my bad girl coming on my cock, ready for her punishment?” My eyes snapped open, and I exploded. “That’s it, baby. That’s it. Milk my cock good. I’m gonna fill you up all fucking night. You’re gonna be begging for a break, screaming through orgasm after orgasm as my cum leaks out your cunt around my cock like a packet of fucking mayonnaise.”
He had such a dirty mouth. It was disgusting and so fucking hot to unleash with him like that. His fingers slid through my hair. He grabbed fistfuls tight with both hands, pulling my head back, and roared his own release as I slammed down on him over and over. The world fell away and left us floating in a dark space, connected and consumed by each other. I gripped his biceps tighter, and he responded by pulling me closer to lie on his chest. Pushing all my doubts away as they tried to crowd in again, I focused on the heat of his skin against mine. The safety and security in his arms. The thunderous beat of my heart.
After we caught our breath, he turned the TV off and, still half hard and inside me, carried us to his bedroom.
We lay next to each other on the cool, silk sheets like victims of a capsized boat just reaching the shore. Drained and spent.
But it was just the beginning of our night.
It was only a warm-up.
Chapter Fifty-Two: Neon Apocalypse
Tess
He just kept goingand going, and I was there for it because every time he touched me, I thought I might die of ecstasy. Eventually, after hours, I was spent and could only lie there like his limp little fucktoy as he pounded into me, but that was absolute heaven, too. I was a brainless bundle of sparks, and he could do whatever he wanted if he kept doing that. In the middle of our endless night, as Maverick railed me from behind, and I was wishing it would never end, he pulled out, leaving me whimpering like a cat in heat.
“On your knees, babe.”
Lying flat on my belly, I wasn’t sure I had anything left in me to support myself. But once I slowly pulled my shaky knees up under me, he slapped my ass and gathered my hair, wrapping it around his fist. “Fucking gorgeous,” he hissed, pulling it taut enough to wrench my head back and thrusting in harder, threading a deep moan out of me.
I’d already come at least three times, but that coil was pulling tight again. I panted in excited trepidation, not knowing if I’d stay conscious this time. I cried out at the sharp pinch to my shoulder.
“Mine,” he growled in my ear. It shouldn’t have done anything for me with my history, but I convulsed under him, nearly exploding. Just that one word almost made me come. “Fuck Monstre, you’re mine, right?”
“All yours,” I whispered, pushing back against him with every thrust. As long as he made me feel like this, he could have me.
His teeth squeezed against the meaty flesh of my shoulder as he growled out, “I claim you as my mate, Tess. For eternity. You. Are. Mine!”
The pain was exquisite as he pounded into me, but within moments, my conscious thought caught up to what it sounded like he’d just done. My heart stopped, and I lurched back, trying to throw him off me. “Wait, what?”
But he wrapped his arms around my chest and abdomen, never losing grip of his teeth in my shoulder. “Mine,” he growled, biting harder.
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move or think, but I had to halt this. “No, Maverick. Stop.” I threw everything into flinging myself backward, hoping to wrench away on the rebound, but he clung onto me like a bloodsucking vampire. My mind whirled with how to break away. “Frozen! Maverick. Frozen! Seriously, stop now!”
There was a popping sound, and the sting grew sharper. I was too panicked to reason through what it all meant. A wetness from my shoulder should have clued me in; I was bleeding from the bite wound. “Mine,” he growled again, like a monster.
When he fucked like an animal, it was glorious, but that was nothing. This was a feral Maverick, unhinged and completely removed from reality. My heart raced with the fear that he would rip my throat out next.
I went limp, tears streaming from my eyes as he continued to rut into me. This wasn’t like the night before when he insisted on pleasuring me over and over again. This was a dark and selfish act, and I did what I always did when that happened. I retreated into myself, grew numb under my thick shell of dissociation and waited for the storm to end. I don’t know how long it went on for. I ceased to exist until after he roared over me, the sound muffled and distant, and then fell sprawled over my back.
The silence was deafening. My heart still raced, but everything else felt... anesthetized. Distant. Like I was watching myself from somewhere else.
Did that really just happen?
I wanted to do something. Get up. Yell at him. Move. But I couldn’t make my body listen, and he was so heavy, draped over me like a slumbering, satisfied bear. My mind replayed fragments of the whole thing over and over like a broken record as tears spilled down my cheeks. I wanted it to stop, but I couldn’t turn my brain off. Why couldn’t I turn it off?
Nothing made sense.
