Page 146 of The Darkest Chase

This thing almost like fear but not quite when I trust him so much.

He’s like a carnivore that’s caught the scent of blood, his lips parting, his princely face turning feral.

“You may regret saying that,” he warns. His hands curl hard around my hips.

His fingers bite, giving my flesh that wonderful sting.

“Ah!”

Holy hell, this is bad.

I’m falling so fast, so hard.

All it takes with Micah is two seconds of going dizzy.

Then the wild animal moves in for the kill.

He lifts me up by my hips, slides me over him, and in a single greedy stroke pulls me down on his cock, burying himself inside me.

Without warning, I’m full, spread open and straddling him.

I toss my head back with a cry, bracing my hands on his chiseled abs to keep from collapsing with the shocking pleasure.

He’s so hard inside me.

This position opens me in ways that let him go deeper still.

With one vicious thrust, he takes me over, trapping me in white-hot pleasure.

Gasping.

Paralyzed.

Whimpering.

I try to rock my hips, try to twist, but there’s no escaping who’s really in control. Especially when he freaking stops and just grabs my hips, holding me impaled on his cock.

His eyes spill into mine, furious and glinting.

He stares up at me with that cunning smile wilder than ever, dark and brimming with lust.

“Don’t think you’ll get off that easy, Shortcake,” he whispers. “I think I’ll keep you like this until I’m good and ready.”

I freeze—as much as I can with my body still trying to move, this wild thing beyond my control.

I’m desperate, starving for his hot strokes.

“Wh-what?” I dart my tongue over my lips. “You want me to stay like this?”

“Yeah. Let a man enjoy the view.” His smile widens as he sits up in a controlled flex that makes every muscle in his body stand out—and makes his cock shift inside me slowly, pulling gasps from my throat. “Maybe I want to play with you a little first.”

“Play?”

He’s killing me.

With him, play could mean hours of this delicious torture before he lets me come. Or he could make me come so fast and furious I can’t stand it anymore.

Either way, I know he won’t let me go until dawn.

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