She knew she stank, and yet, she tilted her head back, looking up at him.
“You really are a slut.” He traced the ink across the base of her back. “I wonder if he ever did this while he was pumping inside you.”
Harper tried to pull away, but he wouldn’t let her.
“Let’s see how wet you are. I can smell you right here.” He slid a finger between her thighs even as she pulled away.
She was no match for his strength as he found the evidence of her arousal.
He plunged two fingers inside her, and she cried out, moaning as his thumb stroked across her clit.
She closed her eyes, ashamed that she was turned on by this. By his brutality. This was wrong. She shouldn’t be enjoying this, shouldn’t be wanting this, and yet, when he added a third finger, she took it.
“Look at you, Harper. You’re so wet you’re dripping onto my hand.”
“Stop it.” Even to her own ears she knew she wasn’t putting up much of a fight.
There was no fight to have.
He was the one in control, not her.
Back and forth, around, across, he teased her nub all the time, finger-fucking her hard. She rode his hand, feeling that orgasm begin to build. The only way she’d been able to feel any kind of release was if she was touching herself. Ethan never knew which parts of her to push to get her to come.
He tried. He just never succeeded.
“Please, please, please,” she said, hating herself for begging for more. This wasn’t fair, but she’d rather beg than him stop.
“You’re so desperate, aren’t you, babe? You want to come on my fingers.”
“Yes.”
“You want me to make you come?”
“Yes, yes.”
“Scream my name.”
He twisted his fingers inside her, and as she came, she yelled his name. Draven held her up, and she rode his fingers, begging for more, wanting more. Hungry for more.
Once she finished, she came to, her head resting on his chest.
Lifting up, she looked into his eyes and saw the smirk staring right back at her. Draven wanted to make her come.
He pulled his fingers from her pussy and held them up for him to see. They were coated with her release.
“You see this. This is what I do for you, and yet, you thought to give your pussy to another man.”
“Draven.”
He silenced her by putting his cum-slicked fingers against her mouth.
“Lick it off. Taste yourself.”
She stared at him and knew he wouldn’t stop until she did his bidding.
Flicking her tongue across his finger, she tasted herself, and he smiled even wider.
“That’s it, Harper, taste your pussy. Suck it off my fingers. That’s what I do for you.”
She cleaned him up and waited, defiant. If he intended to break her, she’d fight it. Draven wouldn’t win this. She wasn’t going to cower in a corner.
He shoved her into the shower and turned it on. The icy cold water sprayed her, making her cry out. Her body had already been cold but was now even more so.
Draven held her beneath the water, and she felt his eyes on her at every turn. He spun her around so that she faced the wall and he was behind her.
“When do I get to see Buck and Jett, or are they planning something else for me to hate?”
“You didn’t like the orgasm I gave you?” he asked.
She stayed silent as he chuckled against her neck.
“It’s okay. I know how much you wanted it. I wonder how many men have used you. Taken what you offer and tossed you aside.”
“Why?” she asked. “How many women have you been with? I doubt you’ve waited for me.”
“You’re right. I’ve not. I don’t take women though, Harper. They know the score when they fuck me. They get one night. If they entertain me enough, they get to worship my dick for a second time.”
“You’re a pig.”
He spun her around, and what shocked her was how easy it was for him to use the hand that was cuffed to hers. He wrapped his fingers around her neck, right next to the marks she knew was there from Axel.
“You like to throw insults around.”
“You keep calling me a slut and you can’t even handle being called a pig? Grow some balls, Draven.”
He laughed, and she gasped as he pressed his cock against her.
“I’ve got some balls, Harper.” He held her shoulder and shoved her down to her knees so that she was right in front of his length.
Draven was long, thick, and pre-cum already coated the head of his cock. Nerves chased up her spine.
She’d sucked Ethan’s cock but never Draven’s.
“Let’s see how much you’ve learned, shall we?” He wrapped her hair around his fist. No matter how much she tried to tug away and to put him off balance, Draven was by far stronger than she was. She couldn’t pull away from him.