“You caused this, Wrecker! You!” She screams and cries as she attacks me again.
Then, as if in slow motion, I watch her tits bounce as she punches me in the stomach, and I can’t fight anymore. I grab her face, kissing her hard with brutal force, as I work my jeans back off.
“No, I won’t be with you. Not after what you just did. Fucking that whore. Killing people. Jesus, Wrecker, you’re crazy. We’re no good for each other. We drive each other crazy. I bring out the worst in you and you do the same to me. This ain’t love, baby. This ain’t love. Can’t you see that?”
Goddamn her mouth makes me so damn hard. “Shut up, Harlee.” I shove her off me, rolling over on top of her, not caring that this room and us are covered in blood, as she fights me.
“Please, don’t do this, Wrecker,” she pleads as I pin her arms down, while shoving my cock inside her.
“That’s it, Princess, beg.” My dick grows harder as she struggles beneath me.
“I won’t ever fucking forgive you,” she rasps out as tears pour out of her. Her voice is hoarse from all the screaming. Like I said, she loves the fight as much as I do. It’s her favorite kink.
She fights a little longer, clawing at me, pushing at me, crying, begging me to stop, but it only causes me to fuck her harder, faster. It’s what she wants. She knows it as much as I do. As I feel her pussy clenching around my dick I know she’s gonna cum soon, and she stops fighting.
Picking her up with my dick still in her I carry her to the wall, over the dickless guy I just killed, and pound into her as if my life depends on it.
“This body is mine,” I tell her as I bite at her neck. “This cunt is mine,” I vow as a I hit her with one long hard thrust. My hands go to her ass, and I spread her open, shoving a finger in, I declare, “This ass is mine. I’m fucking it the second I shoot my load inside you, make you moan out my name.”
“Oh fuck, yes, Carter, yes!” She screams out as we cum together. Hearing her moan out my name keeps me hard, urging me to fuck her faster and harder.
I pull out of her, and throw her back to the ground roughly on her stomach, face touching the gore that is covering the floor. Lifting her ass up, I see my cum leaking out of her cunt and I can’t help myself. I shove my face in, sucking her clit. I spread my cum over her asshole, shoving it in with my fingers. I own her body, no one else. I get to cum all in her no one else. She belongs to me. I’m marking my territory.
Moving, I line up, and shove in. “God yes, so fucking tight.” Two fingers in her cunt, I keep the pace, pounding as hard as I can, as she screams over and over again as she gets off.
I yank her up and fall back to my ass, making her sit on me, still fucking her ass, and grab her face, turning it around slightly, kissing her as she moans. I don’t give a fuck she has blood all over her. She’s mine.
Eventually, a few more position changes, I’m cumming in her ass. I collapse on top of her. Both of us are breathing heavily and unable to move.
I don’t know how long we’ve been laying here, her in my arms as I stroke my fingers up and down her spine. “I love you, Harlee, I always have. I’m so fucking sorry for all the pain I caused you.”
Before she can respond, Sophie Ann comes into the room and curses while crossing her chest at the same time. “Demon don’t pay me enough for this shit.” She shakes her head and starts barking orders.
Chapter 20
Harlee
“I can’t do this,” I whisper brokenly. “We just hit the hell out of each other and then fucked all throughout the carnage.” I look down at myself, and notice I have blood and guts all over me. So does he. We fucked through this mess, and didn’t bat an eye at it. Fucked up, that’s what we are, so fucked up.
“Baby, it was hot. Best sex I’ve ever had.” He grins at me, blood coating his face, not getting how wrong this all is.
“I can’t live like this. The fighting, the anger I feel all day and night. Hell, I don’t even trust you. You say you’re sorry and that you love me, but if that was true you wouldn’t keep fucking every chick in sight.”
“Baby, I vow to you, if you tell me you’re mine, I will remain faithful to you.” His words sound sincere.
I shake my head, tears running down my face. “How can I trust you? You promised me that before, and you still fucked around.”
He cups my face. “What I did before, when we were together, it was work. Your father knew about it, he’s the one that would send me out on those assignments. Fucked up part was, when you found out, he punished me for hurting you by making me remain a prospect. If I didn’t love the club so much and the brotherhood it brings, I would have walked away. I was too deep into the life to walk away from it.”
“I hate my father,” I whisper harshly. I know I say that often, but how could he do this to me? His cheating hurt mom, which of course hurt me. The other kids he had. But this. He basically made my boyfriend cheat on me. What father would do that? Was he teaching me a lesson?
“I know, Princess, I know.” He leans his forehead to mine and I pull away. This all too much. I can’t even think straight right now. “I need space, Wrecker.” I put my hand to his chest as a tear falls down my face. God, I’ve cried more in the last few days than I have in five damn years.
“What are you saying, Harlee? Are you done with me?”
“I don’t know…I feel overwhelmed and need time to myself. I need a shower.”
Tiny Tits comes over looking at me empathetically and hauls me onto my feet.