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Queen of Hearts (Wonderland 2)

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Perhaps I should be shocked this man doesn’t immediately get down to the business of shoving his cock inside of my tight hole, claiming his conquest over me. But instead, he shifts position to prop himself up on one elbow while the index finger of his free hand traces along my collarbone. His touch is featherlight, and yet I feel a burning rivaling that of a blade being used rather than his finger.

“Tell me why,” Nick says as his finger continues its journey. “Why I shouldn’t strangle you right now? Why I shouldn’t walk out that door with your dead body left behind. Tell me why I shouldn’t end all this effort you caused me.”

His fingers grip my neck and apply pressure.

“I did it for you,” I begin softly. “When I saw your boat on fire, I knew it was because of me being in your house.” I swallow against the palm of his hand. His hold on me firm but not yet restricting. “I don’t want to be the cause of something happening to you.”

My eyes well, so I shut them. I’d given him a glimpse of my feelings for him but refuse to do anymore. Not right now. Not with him vengeful and angry.

With nothing but darkness behind my closed eyes and a deafening silence around me, I can do nothing but wait.

Wait to see what Nick will do next.

Finally, I hear a low, raspy voice ask, “Are you scared of me?”

So fucking scared. Terrified. Not just because his hand is on my throat, but for so many reasons I can’t even process them all. Since meeting Nick, I have felt like I’ve been falling down a deep hole that leads to a land of complete chaos and madness. I can’t resist the insanity that suffocates all reason inside of me. One minute I feel weak, and the next I feel strong. One minute I’m full of lust and passion, and the next fury and rage. I’m scared and yet I’m safe. It’s a yo-yo of emotions when it comes to Nick.

Yes, I’m scared of the man. Absolutely yes.

“I know you won’t kill me,” I admit, opening up my eyes to stare at him with renewed strength. “I don’t fear you in that way.”

“How do you fear me?”

“I fear the power you have over my body. I fear that I can’t resist you even when I should be screaming and demanding for you to get off of me. I fear that the more terrifying you are, the more I want you.”

“Then you’re a fucking fool.”

I nod in agreement as his mouth claims mine in a kiss of aggression, in possession, and in domination.

I can’t be quiet… not when he releases my neck and touches my skin again, this time his tongue finding my nipple. I moan his name again, back arching, breath coming in pants as his lips close around my left nipple. As his tongue flicks across the throbbing bud, I can also feel the heat of his erection pressed against the opening of my pussy.

I attempt to raise my hips, wanting to force his cock inside of me.

“No,” he barks.

The word is uttered against my breast, his teeth never releasing his wicked bite, and yet it’s said with an authority I can’t deny. Stubborn and determined, I arch my back and shift my hips. His cock slides against my folds, hardness telling me he’s as aroused as I, his cock leaking pre-cum on my flesh as his lips and tongue leave wet heat against my nipples.

“Take me,” I say, making my own demand. “I want to pay back my debt. Finally.”

His threats and aggression have stirred my desire into a boiling cauldron.

I want it rough.

I want it dark and dirty.

I feel like there’s a demon inside me, a raw animalistic side of me ready to be set free.

As his mouth moves down the valley between my breasts, tongue sliding along flesh burning hotter every moment, I slip my hand between us. And the moment his lips close around my right nipple, I close my fingers around his thick, throbbing shaft. His groan has my hand tightening around a girth that causes my pussy to throb.

God, he’s big. Huge, hot, and so wickedly mean as he doesn’t immediately move to slip inside me but only begins to thrust his hips ever so slowly, fucking my fist even as he continues to taste, lick, and bite my breast.

Two can play this game.

Releasing my grip, I rake my nails down his length as I try to take control of this little scene.

Before I can blink, Nick sits up, flips me over onto my stomach, and slaps my ass hard. Taking hold of my hair, he yanks back and brings his lips to my ear. “You follow my lead,” he growls as his mouth moves to my neck and he sucks my flesh between his teeth.

“We have a contract,” I say with a gasp as the suck becomes a bite. “I’m trying to fulfill—”



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