Branded (Savage Men 4)

“Because you need it.”

“No, that’s not a good enough reason for me,” I growl, wanting to pull away.

But she keeps going. “Because I want to,” she says.

That’s better, but I’m still not sure I can accept it.

Why would she want to do this after everything I did to her? She should hate me. Instead, she’s practically begging me to release myself inside her mouth.

“I don’t understand,” I say.

“What’s there to understand? I’m a sucker for bad boys,” she says, shrugging. “I just wanna be good for you.”

“You don’t have to do this,” I say, licking my lips.

“I told you … I want this. For me. And for you. But mostly for me,” she says, her tongue dipping out to lick my length. “I don’t want our last time to be in that damn shed.”

“And this is better?” I scoff, raising a brow.

“No, which is why I expect you to show up on my doorstep every single day.” She winks, sucking me off until my veins begin to pulse. “So we can do it better every single time.”

“But—”

When she takes my dick into her mouth all the way to the base, I forget the words I wanted to speak.

“Fuck,” I murmur, trying my hardest not to bang her against the wall and fuck her mouth. It’s so damn hard to resist when she keeps looking up at me with those sweet eyes, practically begging me to do it. And when she rolls her tongue around my dick, I’m done for.

“Use me,” she whispers, giving another lick. “Fuck my mouth.”

My hand balls into a fist. I wanna punch the wall in front of me because I’m so pissed off at myself that I actually wanna do it. But I can’t say no to her.

“I like it,” she adds.

That’s it.

I grab her face and shove her against the wall, thrusting in deep.

She gags, the sound turning me on even more. I start fucking her real good, using her mouth like she asked me to, no, begged me to. If this is her choice, then so be it. I can’t fucking stop myself any longer. I need to release this pent-up energy. I need to release my seed inside her with a fucking roar.

Am I sick? Probably. But she likes this. She likes the way I am.

I can tell by the way she’s looking at me, her eyes sparkly and wide, as though she wants to enjoy every second of it. And fuck me, the way she sticks her tongue out and allows me to throat fuck her has me groaning out loud.

I’m a fucking monster to do this, but so is she, and we’re both loving it like the psychos we are.

She even lifts her skirts and starts rubbing herself right through her panties. I can see the wetness dripping through, and it makes my balls tighten. Because fuck me, do I wanna unload inside her so badly.

“Yes, make yourself come for me,” I growl, completely overtaken by lust.

She nods while I thrust into her mouth, and I pinch her nose to make it a little bit more uncomfortable. I like it when she squeezes her eyes shut when it all becomes too much. Right at the edge and over it, that’s where I like it. And she knows. That’s why she’s doing all this.

Because she wants me to heal myself. To get over myself …

And to restore the damage I’ve done by fucking my way back into her life.

We’re completely lost and so fucking wrong together, but there’s no other way we could survive. And I can’t fucking say no to her and those sweet eyes of hers pleading me to let go.

So I do. I let it all out on her.

I rage fuck her into the wall, banging her with everything I’ve got and more. She wants me? She’ll have me. Every fucking inch of me.

I grasp her by the hair and hold her in place. “You think you want this?” I mutter, gazing down at her watery eyes.

Still she nods.

“You’re insane,” I growl, continuing to fuck her.

“Let’s be insane together,” she says between breaths.

She’s talking too much, so I ram my cock back inside, and growl, “Keep sucking. Show me how badly you want me. Maybe I’ll reconsider.”

The worse I talk to her, the more she flicks her clit. I shouldn’t be surprised. She always enjoyed being used. Especially by the one person she should’ve hated but adores instead. Me.

Fuck. Am I one lucky man.

“Stick your fingers inside your pussy and make yourself come hard,” I say, holding her by the throat while I thrust inside. “I wanna feel it on your tongue. Moan.”

As if on cue, she moans. I know she enjoys it when I tell her what to do.

Her tongue is coated with pre-cum, but she keeps sucking and swallowing like she relishes the taste, so I keep going, burying myself deep inside her. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted her more than I do now.