Page 104 of Mariposa
“Fucking hell, Violet.”
He yanks me up so fast that air whooshes through my hair. His sharp teeth bite and suck on my neck, making me moan. I wrap my legs around his waist as he walks backward. We fall onto his desk, his back hitting it with a loud thud. Pens, paper, and folders fly everywhere, but we’re so heated that nothing will stop me from experiencing this with him. The wooden legs of his desk squeak as I straddle him. My knees dig into the wood uncomfortably, but I don’t care. He’s so massive that he barely gets half his body on it. He grabs a bottle from one of the drawers. Opening it, he pours on what I assume is lubricant all over his cock. I don’t question it. As soon as he finishes, he drops the bottle to the floor. I’m lining his cock with my rim a second later. I’m on top, panting, blushing at the unknown. I know it’ll hurt, and it only turns me on higher.
Sinking myself on him, I suck in a breath as I let myself slowly adjust around him.
He’s so fucking huge.
The tip is in, and he stays there, frozen. My body resists him at first, and he runs his fingers down my spine until he’s cupping my ass.
“Touch yourself and relax,” he coos, deep and smooth like whiskey.
He glides in slowly, praising me the entire time, making sure I’m okay the whole time.
“You’re being such a good girl for me.”
“Look at your ass squeezing my cock.”
“So beautiful, Violet, letting me fuck you like a whore.”
“I wish you could see how pretty you look getting fucked by me.”
The painful pressure builds, but it turns into pleasure, knowing it’s Kade inside me, claiming me in every way as he promised. Ruining me for any other man, shattering everything I thought I knew about sex.
My finger circles my clit, until the pleasure is blinding. It’s like fire and ice colliding as he pulls out and thrusts, stretching my ass. I circle my clit faster as his movements speed up. I feel so agonizingly full; the pain disappears with each slow thrust, forcing me to keep chasing the high that he inflicts. I need more.
“Faster. Harder. Fucking harder, Kade. Fuck me like you want me,” I purr. I can’t get enough of him. He lifts his scarred brow, watching his dick slide in and out of me, completely mesmerized by my body.
“I fucking want you. I fucking need you.” He gets a handful of my hair, wrapping it around his wrist until my head is pulled towards him. My forehead presses against his, and I get lost in his cool, mismatched eyes. The green is so dark yet sharpened; it’s mesmerizing and warm like the Kade I know when it’s only us two. Yet the blue is contradictory because it reminds me of how everyone else sees him—a cold-hearted operator. The one he turns into when lives are on the line…the version of Beast the military and his brothers can depend on.
“Look at me while I destroy your ass. If you don’t, I won’t let you come.” He reaches over and tugs my lip with his canine until a sharp pinch electrocutes. He sucks on my bleeding lip momentarily as iron swirls into my mouth.
“There’s nothing I’d rather watch than Beast falling apart inside me with his fat cock,” I taunt, dragging my tongue against the minor cut he left on my bottom lip as my triceps flex. Hegrins, the scar on his cheek judders as he smirks. His sharp canines sink into his lip, smiling like the sexiest man alive as he rails me hard, the way I asked, the way he craves.
My scalp immediately sores with each violent yet tactical yank that matches his deep thrusts. Pulling like a leash, and he can’t get enough.
“My.”
Thrust.
“Fucking.”
Thrust.
“Property.”
At this point, I’m rubbing myself on him, circling my clit until the pleasure is in my feet. Lifting my hips, coming down on him fast. My toes curl as he destroys me. Nothing else matters but chasing the high that Kade makes me feel. A high we both need. I watch him wreck me, the pain and pleasure going together so well after adjusting to his monstrous size. His mouth captures one nipple and bites it until pain strikes back. He sucks and kneads my swollen breasts, smothering his face in the middle of my chest, bringing me closer to the edge.
I’m riding him.
“Where do you want it?” he coos, grabbing my hips bruisingly. He takes control of the pace, pushing me forward with his thick, muscled thighs. I lose control as my palms land on his shoulder, unable to dip down on him as I want to. I hold onto him because every time his hips collide with mine, I almost fall over. Clawing at the skull tattoo on his chest, I moan loudly as he thrusts deeper, faster until tears leak down my cheeks.
“Inside me.” I shudder as he continues to slide in and out of me.
“You want me to fill your hole with my babies?”
Fuck, I gasp as he rocks inside me harder. His dick is too fucking good, and it stuns my ability to think, talk, and breathe.
“Answer me, my little whore. Use your words.”
