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“Worth the risk,” she whispered and wiggled back and forth.

This woman was going to upend me. I allowed her to take control if only for a few seconds until my cock was fully seated inside. With both of us taking a deep breath, once again she dropped her head, scratching at the mirror with her nails.

She was tight, so much so I could feel her muscles pulsing around me.

“You feel so damn good,” I told her.

“Mmm…”

With limited control, I pulled out, holding the stance before driving into her again. When I developed a rhythm, she matched it perfectly. I wrapped my arm around her waist, holding her tightly against me. The heat was even more explosive thanbefore. Every time she undulated her hips, my shaft was driven in until my balls slapped against her pussy.

We rocked together, becoming one as the mirror began to steam. She laughed softly and rolled a single finger through the fog, creating a heart. It struck me hard, as if this was meant to be.

As if our coupling was more than just sex.

My thrusts became more erratic as every muscle tensed. I pushed myself close to the edge, longing to hold back until I couldn’t take it anymore.

But the ache in my balls increased, my cock throbbing as it swelled. There was no chance I could hold back any longer.

I yanked her off her feet, holding her aloft as I plunged hard and fast. Every sound she made brought sweet music to my ears. She slapped her hands on my thighs, squeezing my muscles and that was all I could take.

With three brutal plunges, I released.

Filling her with my seed.

Satisfying our raging hungers.

For now.

CHAPTER 25

Maddox

Whap. Whap. Whap.

Something was being slapped against the cold stone wall, the sound penetrating my foggy mind. I lifted my head, staring into the darkness as I blinked, trying to reduce the haze in front of my eyes. Every muscle ached from the brutal torture only hours before. I took gasping breaths just as the steel door was swung wide open.

Within seconds, a penetrating light pulsed all around me, instantly blinding me. Agony shot through my shoulders as I tried to turn away, the chains holding me in place creaking from movement.

The laugh coming from the other side of the prison cell brought a snarl to my cracked lips. I dragged my tongue over the bottom one, tasting blood. As bootsteps pounded on the cold concrete floor, I braced for whatever the motherfuckers were about to do.

They wouldn’t break me. Not tonight. Not tomorrow.

Not next week.

Fuck them.

Another laugh, the sound darker than before.

Suddenly, a blast of water hit me hard, the agony from before increasing. I shifted as much as possible as the centrifugal force opened healing wounds, pounding my body until there wasn’t an inch of me that wasn’t in anguish.

As quickly as the flood of liquid had started, it ceased altogether. The light returned, concentrated on my face. Another blinding moment, but this time, I looked the asshole square in the eye.

And I grinned.

“Hoy será el día en que morirás.”

Today will be the day you die.

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