Beg for It (Pact of Seduction 2)

"Yes"—she gritted her teeth to fight off the hints of her climax—"Sir."

He spread her ass cheeks, and he drove deeper into her.

Oh fuck, I'm... “Going to come. So hard. Sir."

"No.” His harsh demand echoed around her as he

intensified his thrusts, pumping into her ruthlessly. “I plan to use you up, nice and good."

Her fists clenched, and she dug her fingernails into her palms, trying not to fail him. Kole was tough. But so was she. I can't fail. I can take more. I'm his equal.

He delivered another couple of smacks on her bottom, only awakening more sensations. Heat zinged from her ass cheek all the way to her swollen clit. “I'm inclined to do this for hours."

Hours?

Not possible.

She wanted to please him, to comply with his demand, but his cock continued to drive her to a place that left her mindless.

Biting her lip, she fought off her impending release and focused away from it. The wetness grew between her thighs, her inner walls convulsing, and her body gave her no escape.

A low chuckle sounded behind her. “You're right there, aren't you?"

As a last resort, she bit her palm, desperate to not climax.

Beg. Hell, that was the answer. “Please, Sir. I beg to come."

Had he sped up?

Another whack on her ass made her squeal as his voice echoed against the stone walls. “No."

Crying out in frustration, she panted against the way her muscles strained. The pleasure now turned to pain that burned awful. Her climax hung, forced by his brutal movement yet denied. It made her crazed.

He reached down, pinched her clit before he massaged the nub. “I love hearing you beg. Let's hear it again. Beg for me to let you blow."

She released her teeth from skin, and her voice sounded breathless. “I beg, Sir."

Smack. “No."

The sting arched her back, and she pressed herself against him.

Hard.

Intense.

Never-ending thrusts.

At the next hit he issued, her skin flushed too hot. Too out of control. Had she really given him this much power? To deny this? Had she lost her damn mind?

Slap.

His balls banged against her clit, and her breathing stopped. She couldn't fail. Not now. Not after this. But his cock, the pleasure, the hot burn on her ass—she was so wet, and her pussy contracted... Need to stop!

Before she could process what her mind was telling her and what her body wanted, she heard herself scream out, “Rose."

Kole was out of her in a second flat, leaving Bella nearly sobbing. He ran his hand over her sore bottom in a gentle, sweet embrace. “We're done, Bella."

She attempted to catch her breath and control her brain that appeared lost. “Wait! What?"