12. Hayden
The Anchors werea shit team before I joined up, but our current win streak only reinforces to me that I"m that fucking good. I don"t stick around and bullshit with the guys after the game knowing my brother"s waiting for me, and it"s been too fucking long since I"ve seen Cassidy.
Plus, they're all meeting up at The Sin Bin later, so I'll see them then.
My girl texted me this morning to thank me for breakfast, but she hasn"t responded to any of my texts since then. That better not mean she"s trying to hide from me after last night. We"re done with that shit, her pushing me away.
She can try all she wants, but I'm not going anywhere.
Looks like she wants to find that out the hard way.
Sawyer is waiting for me outside the locker room with Monty, who looks like he wants to bolt as soon as he sees me. Sawyer gives him a flirty smile and I know I need to get him out of here before he scares the shit out of my teammate.
"Let"s go," I say, biting back a grin. My brother's fucking ridiculous. He's not even into Kingston, but he's also a total manwhore, so flirting is like breathing to him. I lead the way back to the car, surprised when Kingston tags along.
"Mind if I catch a ride to the bar?" he asks.
I nod, but don"t have time to say anything before Sawyer jumps in. I take the time to check my phone while we walk down the hall, hoping there"s something from my Princess.
There"s not, and my good mood from the win turns to shit. Another lesson she needs to learn, that she's not allowed to ignore me.
Finally, I climb into the car and notice the empty passenger seat. My eyes catch Sawyer's in the rearview mirror. "Dude," I snap at my brother. "Get your ass up here. I"m not fucking Uber."
He grins at me as he gets out and moves to the front, plopping his big body down next to me. "Why so cranky, Hay-Hay?" he asks like I'm a toddler. "Need a snack?"
My lip curls. "Don't call me that, See-Saw."
His nose wrinkles. "Point made."
I hand over my phone and Sawyer grabs it, putting on "Something to Hide" by grandson as I start the engine and pull out of the parking lot, heading deeper downtown to The Sin Bin.
When we get there, I park and we all climb out, Sawyer leading the way inside while Kingston and I follow behind him.
The place is packed, but I don't see Cassidy anywhere. I look around and finally spot her coming out of a hallway behind the bar, fucking gorgeous as ever in a pair of ripped jeans and a black tank top that hugs every curve of her body.
She looks up as we approach the bar, giving me a glare that makes my heart take off and my dick jerk. What can I say? I love her fight.
"Hey, Princess," I say as I lean over the bar and my lips brush her cheek before she pushes me back. It's not enough. I need so much fucking more of her, but I curl my fingers into the edge of the bar to keep from grabbing her and yanking her across and into my arms. "Miss me?"
She leans closer to me, her voice low when she speaks. "Not even a little, and you"re even more psycho than I thought if you think I"m going to sleep with you again after the shit you pulled last night. Sneaking in while I was asleep? Forcing me to say I belong to you like I'm something you can own? Fucking stalker," she mutters. Then she stares straight into my eyes when she says, "I changed my locks this morning."
Anger bubbles hot and potent inside of me and I grit out, "You did what?"
She gives me a bitchy smile. "Changed. The. Locks. Did you get hit in the head tonight or something?"
Her question means she wasn't watching my game, and I just fucking snap. When it comes to her, my already tenuous grip on my temper is razor thin. She manages to push all my buttons, and it must be instinct for her because she doesn't know me that well yet.
It's like she was put on this earth to lure out the psycho in me.
I stalk behind the bar and grab her arm, pulling her toward me, leaning down so there's less than a breath between us when I speak. "Looks like you need a reminder of how this works between us." And I"m going to have to get a copy of her new key. She can't keep me out, I won't allow it—but obviously I don"t tell her that. "And it just so happens I"m in a giving mood."
My brother laughs his ass off at me as I drag her out from behind the bar, and King takes in the scene without a word before he disappears into the back with the rest of our teammates. As long as he doesn't try to stop me, we're cool.
There"s a staircase roped off beside the bar that leads upstairs to where I"m hoping there"s an office or a storage room or something.
Somewhere I can fuck her until my cum"s dripping between her thighs again and everything"s the way it should be before she fucked it up with her delusion that she can escape me.
"What the hell are you doing?" she hisses, trying to rip free of my hold, but I tighten my grip and pull her up the stairs, ignoring the looks we get from everyone as we go. Knowing she'll wear my bruises when we're finished only gets me higher.
When we reach a door at the top, I shove it open and push her inside before slamming it shut behind us and locking it. Then I block the way out with my body in case she thinks about testing me.
She whirls around to face me and I grab her by the backs of her thighs before she can say a word. She's pinned against the wall with my hips between her spread thighs as she claws at me. "You think this little act of defiance is going to stop me from getting what I want?" I wrap my fingers around her throat, digging my others into her thigh where it's wrapped around my waist. "You set the challenge, Princess, and I met it. I won you. There"s nothing you can do to change it now."
She glares up at me while rubbing her body against mine. The only thing between us is a couple of layers of clothing that I'm tempted to tear through so I can get inside her faster. Cassidy wraps her arms around the back of my neck and pulls me closer while pushing me away with her lying words, "Fuck you, Hayden."
"That"s exactly what you"re going to do, little liar." I reach down and fumble with my belt before getting it unbuckled. Cassidy fights me at first, but then her hand is down between our legs, helping me push my pants and then boxers down just enough to free my cock. It's harder than stone and wet at the tip, and the need to be inside of her is a feral, violent thing inside of me. "And then you"re going to take every drop of my cum inside your tight little pussy until you realize the only dick that's ever going to be inside of you again is mine."
"Do it and I'll chop it off," she snarls, but she lunges forward and her lips are on mine. It's sloppy and painful as she bites and licks into my mouth. This is more of a battle than a kiss, a war between souls.
She should know by now that I never lose.
Her hands claw at my jacket, my shirt, my hair. Anywhere she can reach.
She's wild. Savage.
She's begging for me to break her.
I rip open the button of her jeans and tear the zipper down, shoving them and her panties down her hips so they trap her thighs together. My hold drops and her feet hit the floor. She stumbles, but I don"t give her a chance to get her balance and make her next move in this fight. I'm not letting her push me away, so I spin her and shove her face into the door.
She fights, trying to hit me, claw me, bite me anywhere she can reach, but her gasp and the moan she tries to hide give away how much she wants this. The way she arches her back, shoving her ass against my cock while she curses me out with swollen lips and a tongue coated in me.
I wrap her hair around my fist and reach down between us to grip my shaft and rub the head of my cock through her wetness. "You"re such a fucking liar," I whisper in her ear as I press the length of my body against hers, trapping her. Goosebumps break out across her skin and I trace them with my tongue. "But your cunt doesn"t lie about how much it wants me, does it?"
"You"re a fucking asshole," she bites out, but she's breathless when she says it.
"Your fucking asshole," I rasp as I shove my dick into her so deep she's forced up onto her toes. She screams my name like a curse as I start to fuck her. Hard slaps of my body against hers and her promises of retribution drown out everything else. Her nails dig into my skin, but she's not trying to shove me away. She's trying to pull me closer. Ten little pricks of pain along my hips as she fights to get me deeper inside of her.
I pull out of her far enough I can see the glint of a couple of my piercings in the hint of light coming in from the window before I shove all the way back inside of her. And then I do it again, and again, fucking her hard and slow. "Don"t act like you don"t love every second of this. Of me inside of you." I bite her neck hard enough to bruise and her pussy spasms around me. "Of the way I catch you when you fall."
I shove one of my hands between Cassidy and the wall, rubbing her clit in the same rhythm as I'm fucking her.
Her body's trembling and she shakes her head, but we both know she"s lying. This thing between us is unstoppable, undeniable.
Unbreakable.
"Condom," she gasps out and I narrow my eyes.
But I pull out of her, slipping one of these fucking cock stranglers on before shoving back inside her again. I'm only wearing it long enough to make sure she's good and distracted before I take it off.
My lip curls while I fuck her through her first orgasm, loathing the way this goddamn latex dulls the feel of her around me. She's about to come again, rolling from one into the next, but I'm not letting it happen again until this fucking rubber is gone.
She's close, bucking in my grip, but I stop right before she comes, pulling out of her and flipping her around to face me. She's panting and her eyes are glassy as she glares up at me. Then I hit my knees and yank her pants off one of her ankles so her leg's free.
"I thought you weren"t going to let me fuck you again." My words are mocking as I stand and grip her thigh and wrap it around my hip, ripping off the condom while she tries to murder me with her glare. As soon as the fucking thing is gone, I shove inside her again. Before she can figure out what I did, I stuff the damn thing in my pocket. "This is what me winning looks like."
Her eyes open into venomous slits as she glowers up at me with her teeth bared despite the fact I"m balls deep inside her and my cock is bare—not that she knows that part. I shift my hips so my piercings hit deep and her eyes roll back while her head falls against the wall. Then she catches herself and my fiery little liar's back. "This is what me letting you win looks like."
I laugh and slam into her harder, hard enough we're both going to feel it when we walk out of this room. But right now we're too caught up in the carnage as we destroy each other to do anything but take more. To steal every last drop of pleasure from the other and claim them as the spoils of war. "It sounds like you want me to prove you wrong."
"You c-cant." She stutters over her words because of how hard I'm slamming into her. "B-because I'm n-not wrong."
My hand wraps around her throat and I force her to look at me with my thumb under her chin. "You feel how deep inside of you I am? This is my home now and there"s no evicting me. I'll grow old here. I'll fucking die here. So get," I punctuate the words with a hard thrust, "the fuck," another thrust, "on board. Or I"ll make you."
"Fuck, Hayden." She gasps my name like a filthy vow, a curse, a liberation. Her cunt squeezes the goddamn life out of me while her legs give out. My grip on her tightens as I fall, too, twisting so she's on top of me and then in front of me as I blow my load inside of her. My shoulder throbs where it hit the ground, but I barely feel it as pulse after pulse of my cum shoots into her with nothing to stop it.
And her greedy cunt sucks it right up.
We lay on the ground together, our clothes wrinkled, our skin slick with sweat and littered with blood and bruises. My body wraps around hers while we try to catch our breath. When I'm sure every drop of cum is out of my balls and inside of her, I pull out and watch it drip down her thighs. She's too fucked up to notice.
"Jesus," she pants as she sits up and slumps against the wall. Her hand trembles as she rakes it through her hair. She looks like she just dragged herself off the battlefield, and I'm sure I look the same.
Before she recovers, I jump up and turn my back, pulling my jeans up over my half-hard cock. It's still glistening and I'm tempted to shove it back inside of her, but I can't risk her noticing I'm not wearing the condom.
When I'm done, I hold out my hand to help her up. She eyes it, then stands on her own. "This changes nothing."
Cassidy wobbles on shaky legs, and I smirk at her. "Guess next time I'll have to try harder to fuck the liar out of you."
She flips me off, but I grab her hand and bite her finger. She tries to straighten out her clothes, pulling up her pants and fixing her hair, but no matter what she does there's no hiding the bite marks on her neck, the bruises on her hips, the tangles in her hair, or the glassiness in her eyes.
I don"t give a fuck if she looks like she just had my dick inside of her. In fact, I prefer it so all those assholes down in her bar will know she's off limits. That she's mine.
"There won't be a next time."
The laugh that bursts out of me is loud and carefree in a way I don't think I've ever been. "Right."
She opens her mouth to argue, but then closes it again before spinning and ripping the door open. She's so distracted, she didn't notice she left me alone in her office with her keys. I the take the opportunity to swipe them off the desk, pocketing them to make a copy.
Eventually she'll learn it's impossible to keep me out.
And like the asshole I am, I stare at her ass as she stomps down the stairs, knowing she can feel my eyes on her. Knowing it"ll only piss her off more.