Page 59 of Midnight Revelations

“Please, what?” He sucked my earlobe and my body spasmed.

“I need you,” I pleaded.

“You had me and acted like a brat.”

The angel sitting perched on my shoulder wanted me to protest that I was innocent, but that diva demon on the other shoulder purred and made me grind my ass into his crotch.

He pushed my jeans down to my knees, exposing my ass.

My mouth widened when his hand struck that tender flesh before smoothing over it. I gasped when his other hand slapped my other cheek. Heat flooded my face and ass cheeks. No one had ever dared to spank me before. His hand caressed over the burn and I found my ass almost reaching for the next strike.

Moisture gathered between my legs and I bit into my bottom lip, my spine arching and my stomach tightening. I was lost in this new sensation and hadn’t heard his zip opening behind me. He surged deep into me with one thrust that bordered on violent. My eyes widened and a mix between a scream and a whimper emerged from me. I was nowhere near ready to take him, my jeans imprisoned my legs so that I couldn’t widen them to try and accommodate his ungodly size.

His hands spanned my hips in a punishing grip before he pulled back and thrust back in to the hilt again. It was too much and not enough, since I had desperately needed him. I struggled for breath, caught between pain and pleasure, as his hips continued to bruise mine.

He forced me onto my tiptoes with every punishing thrust until my fingers tried to grip the counter to ground myself. Gone was my gentle lover and in his place was one who demanded submission. This was raw and dirty, and even though I hadn’t known it, exactly what I needed.

When I finally raised my head, I found him watching us in the window that acted like a mirror. His eyes met mine and I watched him own my body, shoving himself into me again and again. My hair hung around my face, my mouth was open as I panted, and my body was on fire. His gaze bored into mine, holding me captive.

This was pure masculine domination, his cock a battering ram that demanded entry. I couldn’t look away, the expression on his face dark and commanding. My core was on fire from the friction, pressure stoked in my stomach from the hard, deep thrusts. He was going to kill me because my body couldn’t take any more.

“Ash.” Oh please, have mercy on my soul.

He angled his hips so that he put pressure on that magical spot deep inside that made my stomach muscles quiver. His head fell forward onto my shoulder, his teeth skimming my shoulder.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “Bite me.”

I had no idea what I was saying anymore. All I knew was that I needed him to mark me with his ownership. His nails dug into my hips, his teeth embedded themselves in my shoulder, and his cock filled me.

That pressure became too much and I screamed as my orgasm ripped through me, destroying everything in its tsunami wake of pleasured emotions. His cock thickened and I pushed my ass back into him as he held himself at his deepest point and exploded.

I collapsed on the counter, his body falling on top of mine.

There was no way I would be able to stand after this. Everything felt tender and raw, as if he had reached inside me and ripped me apart, tearing the past few weeks of loneliness away from my soul.

“I don’t think I can stand,” I gasped.

His chuckle rippled down my spine. “That was the entire point. Now you can’t run anywhere.”

“I don’t think I can crawl anywhere either,” I replied.

His lips skimmed my skin and I felt the kiss I so desperately craved. He’s just fucked me like an animal in heat and never once had he kissed me. His fingers found mine and intertwined to clasp them together. “No more misunderstandings, Angel. The next man I see you flirting with is a dead man walking.”

I should be terrified, but a shiver of delicious ownership rippled through me. The only man I’d ever wanted still had his cock embedded in me and was lying on top of me.

“Then don’t ignore me when I send you a drawing of what I wanted you to do to me.”

He ground his hips into mine, and I moaned. “You belong to me, Lucrezia. Men like me don’t like to share. When we claim something, we become possessive bastards. You wanted me and now you have me. The consequences are on your shoulders.”

My fingers clenched around his, my core tightening around his cock. “I’ve only ever wanted you, Ash, but you have to understand that I can’t do this alone.”

I didn’t have the strength to watch him with another woman, even if it was pretend.

“Dad has you on his radar, and now Michael has joined in.” He slowly pulled out of me and I whimpered. Ash slowly turned me so that he could stare into my eyes. “They will use you to try and control me and they are sadistic fuckers, Angel.”

“Papa is against us as well. He says that all Blackwoods are the same.”

Ash’s lips twitched. “He’s right. I’m a sadistic asshole as well, but I will do everything in my power to make sure that you’re safe.”

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