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He maintains his relentless rhythm for a few more agonizing, delicious seconds before uncoiling his fingers from my bound hands. He grabs me by the hips, lifting me effortlessly away from the rough bark of the pine tree, and forces me down onto all fours on the soft, damp earth.

I drop my forehead against the cool ground, gasping for air, my tied wrists resting helplessly against my lower back.

Cain kneels behind me, adjusting his angle, and drives back inside me with one agonizingly deep thrust.

A high-pitched whimper breaks from my throat as he begins to pound into me from behind, his palms slapping loudly against my hips, leaving stinging red marks on my skin.

The depth of him in this position reaches parts of me I didn't know existed. A terrifying thought cuts through the haze of my pleasure—he has ruined me. He has completely, irrevocably ruined me for any other man on this earth.

I could never want anyone else.

"So good... fuck, Alexis," he groans, his dark voice vibrating straight down my spine as he sets a punishing, steady pace.

While maintaining his deep, furious thrusts, Cain slides his broad hand beneath my belly, reaching down between our slick bodies. His thumb finds my hyper-sensitive clitoris, pinching the tiny peak firmly.

"Look how sensitive you are for me," he sneers softly in dark praise, rolling his thumb in a brutal, deliberate circle. "So fucking responsive."

The sensory overload instantly snaps the last tether of my sanity. The overwhelming friction sparks a second, even more violent explosion inside me. I shriek against the dirt, my hips bucking wildly against his as another powerful orgasm crashes over me, racking my trembling body in helpless, shuddering waves.

"You'll be the death of me, Alexis, I swear to God," Cain growls, his voice completely raw.

He pulls out of me, the sudden emptiness making me whimper, and quickly unties the leather belt binding my wrists. He flips me over onto my back against the soft earth, settling his massive frame over mine. Catching both of my hands, he pins them flat beside my head, sliding right back inside me in one deep, agonizingly slow push.

I gasp, completely spent, every nerve ending in my body fried. I don't think I have another orgasm left in me—I've never had two in a row in my entire life, and my muscles are trembling violently from the sheer exhaustion of it.

Cain thrusts relentlessly, his dark eyes locked onto mine before he lowers his head, capturing one swollen nipple between his lips and sucking hard.

"Fuck, I'm coming, baby," he groans against my skin, his hips slamming into mine with wild, uninhibited speed. "Come with me!"

He swallows my peak deep into his mouth, his relentless pace driving me straight over a third, impossible cliff. A high, breathless scream tears from my throat as another shatteringly intense climax rips through me.

Cain lets out a guttural, primal roar as he pulls out at the absolute last second, his broad body shaking like a majestic beast as his own orgasm hits him.

He collapses over me, heavy, breathing hard, his chest heaving against mine while his violent tremors slowly subside.

Before I can even gather my scattered thoughts, Cain shifts down my body, spreading my knees wide. He lowers his head, pressing his mouth directly over my slick, hyper-sensitive core.

The immediate, intense suction sends a wave of sheer agony and blinding electric pleasure shooting straight through my spine. I am so overly sensitive now that his tongue feels like liquid fire against raw nerves.

"Cain, please!" I sob, writhing helplessly beneath him, my hands pulling at his dark hair. "It's too much—please!"

He doesn't stop, his tongue sliding mercilessly over my clitoris.

"Doll!" I cry out, my voice cracking in pure desperation. "Doll!"

The instant the word leaves my lips, Cain stops completely. He pulls back without a single second of hesitation, sitting up between my trembling thighs, his lips glistening in the moonlight with my moisture as his dark eyes scan my face to make sure I'm safe.

He’s so beautiful in the moonlight and I feel my heart catch. I’m in trouble, I know it.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

CAIN

I stare down at Alexis, watching the faint moonlight catch the tears drying on her flushed cheeks. She looks completely shattered, thoroughly claimed, and breathlessly beautiful lying bare against the dark earth.

Her taste still lingers heavy on my tongue—sweet like honey, intoxicating enough to drive a man insane.

I have already gone mad.