Page 55 of Carnival Stalker

Suddenly, she turns and sprints away.

This woman, Veronica, abducted me, put me through hell, and now she’s running?

No way. No fucking way.

I’m faster than she is. The grip of my sneakers helps as I sprint, launch myself at her, and tackle her to the ground. She grunts as the air is knocked out of her lungs, and I straddle her, pressing down to keep her pinned.

“You fucking bitch!” I spit out the words, all the fear and anger pouring out. “You’re going to pay for what you did to Phoenix and me!”

She struggles beneath me, but I’m stronger now. Determined. I lean down, pressing my full weight on her, and punch her hard in the face.

“Tilly, move!” Ty’s voice breaks through my haze of rage.

I shift to the side as he cuffs her. The click of metal sounds so damn satisfying.

Veronica is dragged to her feet, and I watch Ty pull her toward the Mustang. My eyes burn with hatred but also... satisfaction. She deserves everything that’s coming to her.

“Well done, baby.” Phoenix pulls me close, his voice soft in my ear. I feel his erection pressing against my ass, and a rush of desire mixes with the adrenaline still pumping through my veins. “You’re something else, tackling that bitch like that. So damn sexy...”

A shiver races down my spine, and I lean against him, feeling his desire for me.

Phoenix’s arms tighten around me, his lips trailing hot kisses along my neck. I can feel his desire, raw and intense, and it ignites something primal within me. I know Ty and Veronica are watching us from the Mustang, but their presence only adds to the thrill of it all.

“Right here, baby,” Phoenix whispers. “I want to fuck you right here, claim you in front of them. Prove to that psycho bitch that you and I belong together.”

I turn my head slightly, catching Ty’s approving nod. My heart flutters at the idea, the exhibitionism of it all blending with the darkness of our situation. I crave Phoenix, and I don’t care who’s watching. It’s wrong, it’s dirty, and that only makes me want it more.

“You want it, too, don’t you?” Phoenix whispers.

I nod, breathless, as he turns me to face the wall, pressing me against the cool brick. His hands are everywhere, pulling my hair back and tugging at my clothes. Myheart is pounding, and my breath comes in sharp gasps as I feel his breath on my shoulder.

“She wants it,” he says to Ty and Veronica, his voice filled with possessiveness. “Just like I knew she would.”

Veronica makes a noise, a whimper perhaps, and my desire burns even hotter, knowing she’s tormented by the thought of Phoenix taking me. He uses his knee to nudge my legs apart, and I feel the hard length of his cock against my ass.

“Phoenix—” I start, but he cuts me off with a growl.

“Shh, baby. I’ve got you.”

He tears my panties and then slams into me, and I cry out, my hands scrambling for purchase on the rough bricks. It’s raw and intense, and my body sings with the pleasure of it. His hands grip my hips, holding me in place as he moves within me, his breath hot against my neck.

“You feel so good, baby. So fucking tight around me.” His voice is rough. “But you know what I want, don’t you? I want to hear you. Let them hear how much you love it.”

I bite my lip. “Please, Phoenix. Fuck me harder.”

He groans, and his thrusts become more insistent, more primal. His hands slide up my body, cupping my breasts, his thumbs teasing my nipples. I’m on fire, every nerve-ending singing, and I can’t help but let out a string of curses and pleas.

“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you.” He bends his head, his lips seeking out the wounds Veronica left on my arm. He licks them, tasting my blood, and a shudder runs through me. “I’ll never get enough of you,” he murmurs.

My body is on the edge, and I feel Phoenix’s breathcatch as he, too, teeters on the brink. “Come for me, baby,” he growls. “Come on my cock.”

His command sends me spiraling, and I scream as waves of pleasure ripple through me. Phoenix follows me over the edge, his touch firmly planted on my hips as he pulses within me.

“Fuck, baby,” he breathes, his forehead resting against my back. “That’s it.”

I’m trembling, my body boneless, and yet, I feel more alive than ever. Phoenix pulls out of me slowly, turning me to face him. His eyes are dark with desire.

“You’re mine, Tilly Jane Lawson,” he says, stroking my hair. “Never doubt that.”

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