“What are you doing?” she whispered, the lilting sound of her voice tearing through me like the vicious claws of an angry beast.
“Taking what now belongs to me.”
“I don’t want to have sex with you.”
“Hmm… I find that interesting given your method of seduction. Don’t worry, my little flower. This isn’t about sex. This is about hard fucking. When I’m through with you, you’ll be screaming out my name.”
“I don’t know your name.”
“It’s Brogan, but you can call me the enforcer.” I thrust the entire length of my cock inside, the incredible vibrations as her body reacted immediately unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. Already she’d left me breathless, tossing aside any predication of a love affair. We both wanted this.
Every sound she made was just as primal as those I’d made before, adding to the fury of need keeping my system ravaged by fire. As I pumped deep inside, she shifted her hips back and forth, arching her back in a blatant invitation to take all I wanted. I was a man desperate for the kind of warmth only she could provide, filling a portion of the emptiness. She was tight, so much so that pumping into her took my breath away.
The mysterious woman was like a precious flower unfolding before my eyes, her whimpers more powerful than she knew. As I thrust hard and deep, she met every brutal plunge, her soft mews filtering into the night sky. Perhaps I was nothing but an animal, but this felt right. Perfect. She was the light at the end of a very dark and long tunnel. My needs only increased as I drove my cock inside, savoring every delicious moment of our carnal act.
All the anger I’d felt over the past few years was tossed away, replaced by uncontrollable need. I rose onto the balls of my feet as I placed my hands over hers. For a few precious seconds in time, we were as one.
“I hate you,” she whispered, her voice husky, dripping with the same desire coursing through me.
“As I believe you should. I’m not a good man.”
“I know.”
The two words were immediately haunting, but I was too far gone in my actions, needs that refused to be denied. With every brutal plunge, the demons that had been my constant companions demanded more. Her continued moans fueling the raging fire, I couldn’t hold back any longer. As cum filled my balls, I pulled out, pushing against her sex for the last time. When I drove inside, my shaft swelling, I teetered toward the final edge of my sanity. The rush of adrenaline as I filled her with my seed was exhilarating, crashing against me with an unseen force that took the last of my breath away.
There was no time standing in our way, no sense of anything but the sheer pleasure I’d indulged in. I’d taken her only once, yet she’d left me sated. However, it would only last for so long.
Only her soft cries were able to drag me from the revelry of taking her. A tightness formed in my chest and I eased away, allowing her to shift, turning in my direction. The moonlight captured the shimmer dancing across her face, driving a stake into my heart. While she didn’t belong to me, I couldn’t imagine letting her go.
Her lower lip trembled as her eyes darted back and forth. Then she returned her palms to my chest, kneading my shirt. “You need to let me go or else.”
“Or else. Let me think. That’s not the way it’s going to happen,” I growled. “Or what your body wants. You melt with my touch, your skin licking against mine. You hunger more than you have your entire life for the things only I can give you.”
“Not true.” Her voice quavered, uncertain her answer was correct. I’d never felt so strongly about a woman, the hunger sweltering in my body absolute.
“Your body has already betrayed you, little minx. You’re going to give in to all those pent-up desires you’ve been having.”
“Why is that?” she asked, her playful side returning as she eased one hand down my chest before sliding the other around my neck.
“Because I’m the kind of man who doesn’t take no for an answer. You’re one bad girl. I think it’s time you realized that your bad behavior has all kinds of consequences. Tonight, I’m going to show you the true meaning of passion. All. Night. Long.”
“Well…” she half whispered, darting a look at the city lights. “I’m thinking an entirely different way.”
I chuckled softly. So the games continued. “And what way is that?”
She stared me directly in the eyes, the sweetest smile crossing her face. Then her face fell, a nasty look replacing what I’d seen before. “I think it’s time for you to die,sweetheart.”
As she removed her arm from around my neck, she managed to scratch my skin. She jerked away, taking two long strides backwards, her chest heaving.
“What the hell did you say to me?”
“You heard me. Murderer. Each of you will pay for what you did,” she hissed then climbed in through the window.
I lunged forward but realized almost instantly I was moving in slow motion. Suddenly, my muscles froze altogether. Within seconds, I was having difficulty breathing. As I fell to my knees, my vision started to fade, but I caught a glimpse of her face.
She smirked and slammed the window, racing away without turning back.
And that was the last thing I saw before my vision faded…