Page 24 of Her Wedding Night

That uncertain hitch to her words should make me soft. She’s asking if I like it.Do you like violating my sweet, innocent body in front of these monsters?

“Because you’re beautiful,” I admit, my voice rough and raw. “Because I know you’ll feel like heaven. I’m so sorry.”

I try to shift back, pulling my traitorous erection away from the soft cradle of her thighs, but her fingers wrap around my length and squeeze.

“Don’t touch me,” I rasp. “Jesus, please don’t...”

She lifts her hips, squirming beneath me, rubbing her soft inner thigh against the rock hard length of my cock.

“Show me,” she whispers. Her eyes shimmer with unshed tears as she blinks up at me. “Show me how beautiful you think I am. Please. Please show me?—”

I dip my head and cover her mouth with mine, kissing her to shut her up, to distract her. But it backfires on me, because her mouth is as heavenly soft and warm and wet and hot as my body thinks her tight little virgin cunt will be.

And her tongue is as curious and questing as her clever fingers.

Fuck.

Oh,fuck.

“Fuck her,” one of the lunatics with a gun snarls.

It takes everything in me to break off the kiss.

I shoot them both a quelling look over my shoulder. “I paid for her. I want to thoroughly enjoy my prize.”

Beyond them, I catch a glimpse of Ethan staring murderously at me.

There will be time later to think about the why of it all. Why his mother lied—either to me, or him, or both of us.

But I’m done protecting him from the consequences of his own actions.

I turn my attention back to Lucy and they all fade into the background. Her mouth is wet and her eyes are bright.

Without a word, I peel her bikini bottoms off, revealing her soft, perfect pussy. Puffy and framed with a dusting of wispy reddish brown hair, it’s innocently beautiful, just like the rest of her.

My cock throbs in her hand.

She tugs me toward the center of her, that tempting pink seam, and I shake my head.

“You don’t need to do that,” I growl under my breath. “Pull it up on your belly and they’ll think I’m inside you. They’ll never know. I’m big enough to hide you.”

Something flickers in her eyes and her expression shifts. I’m so fucking twisted, I want to imagine it’s disappointment, but I know better.

I stroke my hand up her calf to her knee, then scoop my hand around to the back of her thigh and press that leg up, opening her for me.

She presses my cock against her sex, and the warmth of her is so shocking, so fucking good.

I jerk forward, thrusting against her. Feeling her cunt slide beneath me is unbelievable.

“Lucy…” I groan.

I hate that she can feel how much I like this. I shouldn’t be showing her this side of me. This is the worst kind of violation.

But then her trembling beneath me shifts, changing. And, with a small whimper, she lifts her hips to meet mine.

My gaze jerks to her face.

She’s staring up at me, wide-eyed.

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