Page 59 of The Labyrinth

The cool air hit my ass as Ten swept my dress above my hips, caressing my skin with a large hand. “You will. You’ll feel every last bit of my cock inside you. Every ridge. Every barb. I’m going to fuck you until you bleed, deliciae, until your blood is dripping down your thighs, mixed with my cum so everyone knows you’re mine.”

My pussy clenched with his words, so demanding, and yet so sensual. The broad head of his cock was right at my slick opening. He didn’t force his way in just yet. He teased me, inching inside little by little. I gripped the stair for all I was worth, trying to hold onto something—anything.

“Mmm…do you feel that?” he whispered. “Do you feel my barbs dragging along your delicate flesh? I want you to feel every single one of them.”

And I could. The barbs dug into me deep inside, dragging my pussy, the sweetest pain I could ever imagine. I gasped, my back arching into Ten. He grabbed my hips before I could push myself onto him.

“Not so quick. I told you, I want you to feel everything.” He pulled back, the barbs clinging and grabbing me. I hissed out a breath, my clit aching for more. He pushed in again with a grunt, the barbs sliding in deeper. “Fuck, deliciae, you’re taking me so well.”

I groaned, dropping my head to the stair, the sensations taking over me. I was overwhelmed, my scalp still aching from where he pulled my hair, my hips bruised from his heavy grip, my pussy on fire from his thick, dangerous cock.

“Now the ridges. You like those don’t you? You like feeling all my edges when I’m deep inside you. Do I reach places no one else ever has? Do I make you feel things you thought were impossible?” He pushed in slowly, the ridges teasing every nerve imaginable. My legs trembled, and he gripped my hips harder. “You’re doing such a good job for me.”

“Please, Master, please, I need…” I trailed off, another ridge pulsing deep inside my pussy with a slowness that was going to drive me crazy.

“More? Do you need more?” With a violent thrust, Ten bottomed out inside me, his thick cock stretching me out every which way. I could feel every barb and every ridge, and I cried out as I adjusted to him. “Good girl. Now tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours,” I whispered. “All yours.”

He pulled back, and thrust inside me again, both of us moaning as he sank inside. “Louder, deliciae. I want this whole goddamn city to know who owns your pretty little soul.”

“I’m…I’m yours…” I stuttered, my mouth unable to keep up with his hard assault on my aching pussy. He slammed into me again and again, the sharp edges of his cock inflicting as much pain as his thickness gave me in pleasure. Desperately, I grabbed onto the stair. It was too much. It wasn’t enough.

“Louder,” he commanded. “Fucking scream my name.” Another thrust, deeper this time, and I was certain I could feel him in my womb. He was going to destroy me from the inside out, and I’d ask for more.

“Holy fuck.” I sucked in as much breath as I could, trying to keep up with his pounding when all I wanted to do was press down on my aching clit. “I’myours, Ten! Fuck, I’m yours.”

His cock didn’t stop, his barbs digging into me, his ridges smoothing out the pain. I was riding the line, and I didn’t know what I wanted more of. Desire dripped down my legs, and I was certain Ten had gotten his way and there would be blood mixed in. One of his hands left my hip, grabbing my hair again, pulling my still-sensitive scalp. The pain was exquisite, so sharp my vision blurred around the edges, until all I could focus on were my hands holding on for dear life. “Do you feel it all?”

“I do,” I cried. And I did. Pleasure. Pain. Sadness. Fear. Excitement. I was alive, and it was a nerve-wracking feeling.

“Cry for me, deliciae. Cry for me, and I’ll make you come.” His hand tightened in my hair, and I shrieked. “Show me those pretty emotions, Rissa. Let me see that beautiful anger. Show me.”

With immense effort, I looked over my shoulder, meeting Ten’s gaze as he fucked me wildly. His eyes were dark and alive, compelling me to give him more. In exchange, mine were wet with tears, a mixture of pleasure and anger keeping me going. I needed a releasenow.

“You’re so pretty when you cry,” he whispered. The hand holding my hair dropped, sweeping low underneath me until he found my swollen clit, brushing over it. Just the single swipe of a fingertip was enough to make me shatter, coming around Ten’s cock with a scream. “There you go. I’ve got you. Come.”

I thrust my hips back against his cock, shaking, my orgasm rocking through me. Wave after wave of bliss enveloped me, until I dropped my head to the step, the cool stone keeping me grounded when all I wanted to do was drift away. Behind me, Ten was still grunting, still whispering how beautiful I was, until my name was a vicious roar on his lips, and his hot cum was spilling into me.

He clung to me for a minute longer, our combined releases dripping down my legs. He pulled out of me with a groan, running his cock down the mix on my thighs. “Everyone will know you’re mine now, deliciae.”

I straightened my dress while Ten pulled his pants back up. I wasn’t sure who had seen all of that, and I really couldn’t care less. Ten, while still tense, seemed to be in a much better mood. I hoped it meant he wouldn’t protest when I tagged along to wherever the Ravens were.

Except Ten turned to me without a word, picked me up and swung me over his shoulder. I kicked, pushing at his bulk. “Put me the fuck down. Ten! Right fucking now.”

Hades who had magically reappeared now that he was needed, swung open the front door.Traitor. I’d have his fucking ass. Ten carried me up the stairs while I kicked and screamed and pushed, trying to get out of his tight grip.

He deposited me in my bedroom, closing the door behind me as I raced, jiggling the doorknob with all my might. It was too late, the click of the key sealing my fate.

I banged my fists on the door. “Ten! This isn’t fucking fair. Let me out!”

“Rissa,” Ten’s voice broke on the word, and he was quiet for a moment on the other side of the door before he tried again. “Rissa, I can’t lose you. I can’t. This is for your own good. I promise you, I will be right back. But I can’t lose you.”

“No. No. No! Ten. Don’t do this.” Bubbles of panic were rising to the surface of my stomach, knowing I was trapped in this room once more. I thought we were past this. “Ten,please!”

I rested my head against the door, hearing the soft thunk as Ten did the same on the other side. “It’s for your own good,” he murmured, his words muffled by the heavy wood. “I’m just trying to keep you safe. One day…one day you’ll understand.” Footsteps trailed away from the door, echoing down the stairs.

“Ten!” I screamed. “Ten, don’t do this. Don’t do this,please!” I couldn’t sit by and just wait for him to come home. Not again. Ten was already down the stairs, the front door closing with a heavy thud. I ran to the window, watching him and Hades race through the streets together.

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