“Will you still find me beautiful when I plow into you, stealing that fragile cherry of yours? Will you not call me the monster you claim I am? When I fuck you until you bleed?”

Something has to be wrong with me because while there is a sniggle of fear that forms in my mind, there is a want that overpowers that fright.

“I’m not a virgin,” I lie, and that response is one that I may regret. A devilish grin appears on Parker’s lips, and I know for sure that I shouldn’t have said that.

“Okay,” the word rolls off his tongue as he starts to move again. Situating himself between my legs, he reaches out, pinching my nipple between two fingers. The bite of pain zings through me and straight to my core, stoking the fire that he planted there.

“I’ve dreamt of this day forever, wondering how good it would be. Wondering if it would ever happen. I always thought you were too pure for me, too perfect, but now I see. We’re the same shade of black. One of us just hides it a little better than the other.”

Twisting my nipple a little harder, I bite into my bottom lip to stifle the cry of pain that his touch brings me. After a moment, he releases his harsh grip on the hard bud, and instead, leans down, his body blanketing mine.

The warmth of his body is one I crave. I feel cold, so cold. His arms come down to cage my face, and his hulking frame forces me to spread my legs wider to accommodate his size. My heart thunders in my chest, and all I can hear is the pulsing of blood in my ears.

With Parker this close, I can see the golden flakes in his eyes, the color that I often dismiss because his eyes always seem so dark, cold, and angry. His jaw clenches, and I gulp when his length brushes against my entrance.

Oh, god. It’s happening. I do my best not to clam up, thinking back to all the romance novels I’ve read.

Balancing all his weight on one arm, he snakes a hand between our bodies, guiding the fat head of his cock to my pussy.

“Wait…” My lips tremble, and Parker pauses, just barely, his muscles quivering as he lifts his darkened gaze to my face.

“Are you having second thoughts?”

Shaking my head, I force my heavy tongue to work, “N…no, not that. Condom?” I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before. I don’t know how many women he’s been with or what he’s done. God knows I don’t want to catch something from him.

His eyes burn into mine, and he licks his lips, the same one I feel compelled to kiss right then. “I’ve never gone raw with anyone before. I’m clean…are you on birth control?”

I shake my head, “I’ve never had a reason to be.”

“You will now,” he smiles, and those black eyes of his glitter with unbridled desire.

Rubbing the head of his cock through my folds, gathering up my arousal, he rubs the blunt head over my clit, back and forth until heat starts to reemerge deep inside my belly. Then he moves back down to my entrance. Staring into his eyes, I exhale and wait for the inevitable to take place. With one thrust of his hips, he’s inside, and I can’t stop myself. Pain ripples through my core and I grip onto his biceps, my nails sinking into the flesh.

The tiniest of whimpers passes my lips.

I want to mark him, hurt him the way he’s hurting me right now.

Blood, for blood.

I’ve never seen him so focused, so consumed. His obsession, his need for me, is fully on display, and it terrifies me because I can see that there is so much more than hate in those eyes of his. There is compassion, want, need, and maybe even…

Interrupting my thoughts, he grits out through his clenched jaw, “I can feel your pussy trying to push me back out. The resistance against the head of my cock. It’s time for you to give me the biggest gift of all.”

“Parker…” Exhaling his name on a breath, I swallow down the sting of pain that flutters across my middle as he thrusts all the way inside of me. My nails dig into his skin, making him hiss out, his head tipping back at the feelings rippling through him.

My innocence is gone.

Tears fill my eyes, and I blink them away. I don’t want him to see what he’s done to me. See how he’s destroyed me. Made me crave him and hate him all at once. Baring his teeth, he stills, showing me just a sliver of mercy. I don’t know if I should thank him or curse him, but before I can consider either option, he’s moving again.

Tags: J.L. Beck, Cassandra Hallman Blackthorn Elite Romance
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