Page 143 of Candy Canes


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I want to feel him release inside me, I want his seed deep inside my body. I want his mark with no barrier between us.

He stills and his head drops to my shoulder, a shuddering sigh leaving him as he empties his seed into the condom, filling me up.

“Candy, fuck, Candy,” he whispers, panting.

He rolls off me, and I prop myself up on my elbow, watching him, trying to catch my breath. He kneels back, his eyes closed, his chest heaving.

He opens his eyes to meet mine, and he smirks at me, his cock hard again already. “I can’t believe we just did that.”

He chuckles, running a hand through his hair. “That was some of the best sex I’ve ever had,” he says, sounding bemused. “And I’ve had some good sex.”

I blush all over, but can’t hide my smile. “I’m glad you liked it,” I say softly.

“Liked it?” he repeats, his eyes twinkling. “That was fucking amazing. I’ve never enjoyed myself more.”

He helps me to my feet and passes me my underwear and dress to put on. I shake my head at the jacket, still too hot. I’m covered in dirt and grazes and my body aches, but I can’t wipe the smile off my face.

“What happens now you’ve caught me?” I ask.

“Now I drag you back to the club and continue what we started out here. But with an audience this time.”

“You like to be watched?”

He shakes his head. “Not me. You have a date in the dungeon with North.”

I swallow. I was not expecting that. Suddenly being hunted through the forest is no way near as terrifying as the thought of going back inside and down to the dungeons with North.

“You’re going to drag me, huh?” I say, smirking.

“Yep. You’re my captive now.”

“Am I?” I take a step back, grinning wide.

“Candy—” Wint warns.

“You really need to learn a thing or two about capturing your prey, Master.” His eyes flash dangerously. “You should have brought restraints.”

I turn and run, hoping he’ll chase me once more.

“You looked fucking amazing out there,” a guy says to me as I step out into the bar area. My smile freezes.

“W-what?”

“It was like we could smell and taste your fear.”

“Excuse me?”

“In the woods. But I think I liked last night better. You look so beautiful covered in c—”

“Excuse me!” I turn and bolt for the changing rooms, burning with….what? Embarrassment? Dismay? Shame?

What was that guy talking about? He’s been watching me? Why? Him and who else?

“Whoa, Candy,” I slam into Dash’s warm arms and he holds me tight as I collapse. “What’s wrong, Kitten?”

“A-a g-guy—”

“Who hurt you?” he growls, his chest rumbling with the ferocity of his words. Dash is always protective so it shouldn’t take me by surprise, but it does.

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