“I’ll decide when you’re ready, Lunessa. I am your master, and you will obey me. Tell me you know this now.”
I turned my head, gripping the leggings desperately that bound me. “Yes!”
His hands wrapped around my hips and his cock speared into me with such force my head almost hit the headboard. His thrusts were angry, hard, and fast, but exactly what my swollen, wet pussy needed. I whined in pleasure, his fingers digging into my skin so hard I thought they might leave bruises.
He lost himself to the sex, no longer speaking as he fucked me thoroughly. My climax hastened, and my inner walls clenched around him as the euphoria built. My finally orgasm tore through me, and I panted my release with soft, desperate cries.
Finally, he slowed for a moment until he thrust one more time, coming inside.
“Wait!” I breathed. “Mike…”
He grunted, pulling himself out once his dick stopped pulsating inside me, flipping me over again and crawling over my body. “I told you, you’remine. That means when I want to come inside you, I will.” He then headed to the bathroom, closing the door behind him and going straight into the shower.
I laid there, stunned, tears pricking the corners of my eyes. Mike had never come inside me when I asked him not to. And he’d never just abandoned me like this after sex. I had enjoyed the roughness of him, but only because I thought it would be followed by cuddles.
This was simply punishment. Cold and cruel.
I finally wriggled my wrists free from the knot of leggings, and sat up, reaching for my phone so I could look up the closest pharmacy to get the morning after pill.
When I touched the screen, I realized I’d grabbed his by mistake, but the text that popped up made me pause.
Jen: We miss you, get back your Lunessa so we can be whole.
Why was Jen using that word? What did she even mean by “we?” There was a video in the next text from her, and I opened his phone to see what it was.
Jen and some woman I didn’t know were fucking. Begging for Mike to return.
On our bed.
Bile crept up my throat as I scrolled through their text history. How could he do this to me? Nude photos, videos of them having sex, of Mike and I having sex, and him and other women, punctuated with messages about wanting to fuck them and me, too.
They went back months. He’d been fucking his coworker and so many others, and they knew about me. Wanted me tojointhem.
My whole world turned upside down, the blood draining from my face. This wasn’t just cheating. There were so many layers to this betrayal, I couldn’t count them all.
I held back the vomit as I got dressed, pulling on my stretched-out leggings and throwing a sweater on top. I didn’t even bother with shoes, I just needed to get out of there.
I grabbed my phone and ran out of the room, tears blurring my vision as my trembling fingers tried in vain to type my passcode. I had to call Elias. I wanted him to hold me and take me back to Maiingan Hollow. My gut, my heart, knew I would be safe with my guys.
Mypack.
I heard the door slam open and Mike rush down the hall, calling my name as the elevator doors closed in his face.
“Marlowe, it’s not what you think!”
I held myself, heaving and sobbing until I reached the lobby. I stumbled out, looking for a place to hide and wait until Elias could get me, and my breath stopped when I saw him pacing by the windows. He looked up as I approached, growling at my disheveled and distraught appearance. Quickly making up the distance between us, he pulled me into his chest, his scent creating a perfect bubble of comfort around me while I cried.
“I had a weird feeling. I couldn’t leave. What happened? Did he hurt you?”
Before I had a chance to speak, the elevator dinged and Mike ran out, calling my name.
There were a handful of people around, some parting for him while others looked at him in disbelief and disgust.
He found me in Elias’s arms and hissed. “Let go of her!”
I felt the power surge out of Elias’s muscles as he yanked me behind him, snarling. “Bloodsucker…” he seethed.
“Mutt,” Mike spat back.