Page 137 of Maddox
There’s something primal, greedy, and right about this and I pulse around him at the thought.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he grits between his teeth.
“Please,” I mutter but I don’t know what I’m begging for.
When his eyes shoot to mine, they narrow before he pulls from me, lifts me to my hands and knees and slaps my ass.
Mindless to anything but this moment, I open my legs as thrusts into me again, fucking me brutally once more.
“Ah!” I cry, my fingers scrabbling for purchase.
I’m likely to have rug burns before it’s all over with but it’s the last thing on my mind as he thrusts into me roughly.
When I arch against him, he grunts and grabs my hair, causing tingles to cascade along my skin and then he changes his angle…
“Fuck,” I gasp, grinding against him desperately.
Wrenching on my hair, he forces me to meet his dark eyes in the mirror across the room. His devilish smirk ratchets my need, but I lose all thoughts beyond where he’s battering me as my orgasm rises so fast that black dots dance before my eyes.
“Maddox,” I cry, and he grunts, pumping into me madly while I watch his lips thin and his eyes roll.
It’s so beautiful but the image falls flat when he pulls away, still spewing, his eyes wide in horror.
Whether it’s because he didn’t pull out or he’s just realized what we did, I have no clue but I’m helpless to his rage as he sits back, still half hard.
Collapsing to the floor, I gasp for air as he grabs his pants and snarls, “Get dressed.”
The pleasure of before still pulses through my body while I stare at his retreating form.
Despite knowing that I can’t keep him here when he’s already retreated behind his wall, I still cry, “Stop. Please.Stop.”
While he stares at the wall, I eye his heaving shoulders before pounding my fist on the carpet.
“You can’t hate me for shit that I didn’t do.”
When he doesn’t respond, I grab the blanket on his bed and once I’m covered, I push to my feet but before I can speak or touch him like I long to do, soothing the rage battering at his soul, he stiffens right back up and spins around.
“You don’t think so?” he says and the brutal gleam in his eyes sends me back a step. “Do you know what those fuckers did to my mother? They took her out of her own bed. They chained herto a wall. They raped her over and fucking over. Theyshavedher fucking head.”
Pain. There’s so much pain behind his words as he wipes his mouth, stands tall, and continues, “When they decided they were done using her, they beat her to death.”
“Oh my god,” I whisper, and his lips pull into a cruel smile.
“God had nothing to do with it, princess. Your dad, Ice, those fuckers, they did it and you’re fucking blood runs with their stink.”
Speechless, I can only stare, hoping that the soul deep ache in my chest doesn’t send me to my knees as something passes over his eyes and he steps away.
My veins burn for the pain he tries so hard to hide and bowing my head, I say quietly, “I’m sorry for what they did, but…”
I didn’t do something so horrible and wrong.
It doesn’t matter though because I feel his hate to my soul when he chuckles and says, “No one is innocent in this, princess. Fucking no one.”
Chapter 31
Maddox
Black dots dance before my eyes as I step into the hall with my pants in hand, only to pause when I see Romeo standing in the kitchen.
