Page 23 of Brutal Bond

I’m not into receiving pain, but fuck, I love the way she reacts to me.

“Fuck,” I kiss over her already bruising flesh. “I want to mark every fucking inch of you.”

“Please…” she begs with such need I almost think she might perish if I don’t.

“Don’t tempt me.” I suck the meaty part of her breast into my mouth and bite. Hard. She screams in pain when the pleasure of her orgasm explodes through her body, tearing her nails through the flesh of my back.

“Fuck!” I growl between her tits. Violently working my hips, I race toward my own release. Slamming into her a final time, I press my lips against hers as my cock spasms inside of her, filling her with my cum.

Pulling from her, I continue to taste her lips until she’s too far away to reach them as I settle onto the bed next to her. Rolling her to her side, I nestle in behind her and pull her sluggish body against me.

“You did so fucking good for me, little rose.” I rub my lips along the curvature of her neck as her breathing begins to slow, sleep quickly taking the place of her exhaustion. “I can’t stop thinking about the things I want to do to you…with you.”

Fuck.

This isn’t like me.

CHAPTER

EIGHTEEN

HARPER

A warm hand lingering up and down my spine rouses me from my sleep. Waking up, I find myself tangled in Edmund. My head on his chest, both our arms and legs wrapped around each other.

“You don’t strike me as the cuddly type,” I mutter against his chest as my finger traces down the ripples of his stomach.

“I’m not.” His hand moves lower until he’s cupping my ass. “I haven’t shared my bed with a woman in years.”

Before I can say a word, he swiftly rolls us both and pushes me face-down onto the mattress. His fingers slide up my spine and into my hair. He fists it roughly and yanks my head back, and I can’t help but smile as a moan rattles from me.

“It was the only way I could ensure I got to fuck you again this morning,” Edmund groans as his lips and teeth travel along my exposed neck. He rubs his cock teasingly along my entrance before slipping himself inside. Still tender from last night, I groan at his intrusion.

“Are you sore, little rose?” His voice is soft as tender words are whispered against my neck while he begins to savagely thrust against my ass. “Too bad, because I don’t intend to be gentle with you.”

And he’s not.

Not that I even remotely expect him to be.

He likes it to hurt.

We both do…

He takes me hard and fast, setting my pussy on fire. My screams and cries are muffled by the pillow my face presses into as he peppers my ass with his hands.

Fuck, he feels good.

Edmund slams into me, burying himself ungodly deep as I come around him, causing my entire body to tremble with bliss. His hands knead the already aching skin of my ass, and he lets out a roar as he comes inside of me.

Edmund stays deep inside of me as his sweaty body collapses half on top of me. Using his grip on my hair, he pulls my mouth to his and kisses me—matching my need—claiming my mouth as rough and hard as he just took my pussy.

“I want to keep you here,” his lips rest against mine, “and fuck you until you’re unable to walk, but I have business to get back to tonight.”

Pulling up to my building, Edmund helps me out of the car. I take a small step from him, and he roughly pulls me back to him, immediately wrapping his fingers around my throat. He tips my face up toward his and stares down at me with a heated, unwavering gaze.

He presses his lips against mine and wraps his arm around my body, pulling me possessively tight against him. His kiss is demanding. It and the tight hold on my throat quickly making me breathless. Every bit of the roughness behind it travels straight between my thighs.

If the intention is to leave me wanting more from him, it’s working.

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