Hurting You (Blackthorn Elite 3)

“Make me forgive you… prove to me that I can trust you.”

“What do you want from me?” she croaks, and there’s a fragileness to her voice that I’m drawn too.

“Everything,” I snarl, “your body, your heart, your dreams, and your fears. Everything you hold dear… I want it. I want every single piece of you.” I slide my palm down her chest, and cup her by one breast. She shivers but doesn’t flinch away from me. I smile like the devil before I pinch the nipple of that same breast, watching as her face morphs with pleasure.

“Easton…” She says my name like it’s a prayer, and I’m her maker, but I’m no god. I’m the devil, a ruthless, selfish bastard, and right now, all I want to do is consume her.

Stripping out of my own clothes, I pounce on her, spreading her thighs so I can feast my eyes on her pink pussy. She’s dripping with arousal, and I’m ready to explode, so I flip her onto her stomach and watch as she slowly moves onto her hands and knees.

“I’m going to fuck you now. Fuck you so hard you’ll feel me for days, and then I’m going to come inside of you. You want that?”

“Yes,” she says breathlessly.

“But, there’s a catch… you don’t get to come, you have to earn that from me. You have to make me want to give you a release.” Disappointment flickers in her eyes as she looks at me over her shoulder.

She’s trusting me, but we all know she shouldn’t. I’m the most unstable person out of the three of us, but I guess we’ll find out if Cameron made a mistake leaving me alone with this little bird or not.

With bruising force, I take her by the hips and guide my cock to her center. I grit my teeth as I slam balls deep inside of her, relishing in the pleasure that zings down my cock and into my veins. I’ve never had such perfect pussy in my life.

Like a sex-crazed siren, Stella arches her head back and lets out a soft feminine moan. I try and ignore the sound, but it’s like a beacon of light in my complete dark mind, and I want to let myself be touched by her. I want to know what it’s like to be possessed, to be wanted. Blocking out the thought before it can take root, I pull out and slam back in. My thrust is so hard, Stella loses her balance and falls onto her face.

She twists, so her face isn’t completely buried in the mattress and pushes her ass out, driving my cock deeper into her precious pussy. Black spots appear in my vision as I fuck her with a ferociousness that borders the mentally insane. I want to embed myself beneath her skin, to feel her heartbeat within my own. If this is what love feels like, then I want to experience it again and again until my very last breath.

I feel the distinct flutter of her pussy telling me that she’s close to coming, but that’s not going to happen today.

“Don’t come,” I growl, and she mewls into the mattress, letting me use her body. I rut harder and faster until I’m sure I’m breaking her in two. Then with a roar, I explode, filling her pussy with every last drop of come that’s in my balls. I’m completely spent when I pull out of her, and with my heart beating out of my chest, I sag down to the mattress beside her.

We’re both breathing heavy, while locks of Stella’s blonde hair stick to her clammy forehead. Tears pool in her eyes, and that fucking look she’s giving me, hits me right in the stomach. I don’t know what it is about her, but I’m weak, so fucking weak for her.

“I told you that you didn’t get to come,” I huff out.

“I know, but please, I need to… I need you to make me forget.”

“Forget what?”

“Everything… my life and everything that has been going wrong. I want to forget all of it, just for a little while.”

She is so vulnerable in this moment, her guard is down, and I know she will tell me things now she usually wouldn’t. “Tell me. Tell me what you feel like right now and what you need.”

“I feel like a doll. Like some sex doll you just use to come inside of. Don’t leave me like this… I need you. I need you to make me feel better.” The tears start to fall, and I’m overcome with the possessive need to make her pain go away.

“Roll over and spread your legs.” Immediately, she does as I say. Her thighs fall apart, and I sit up. “Like I said, you can earn my trust back. See, trust goes both ways. Show me that you trust me, so I can trust you again.”