44. daegan

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DAEGAN

I grab her by the throat, choking her.

"I've never missed a shot. Ever. And guess what happened? When you left, there was a mission that needed me. The mission was still successful, but I couldn't fucking focus. I couldn't think straight. You know why?"

"Why?"

A growl unleashes onto her pretty silky skin on her neck. "Because you drive me to the point of madness, insanity, delirious rage. You have corrupted me. And the thought of anyone else experiencing such a beautiful soul like yours drives me over the edge. I won't let you ever forget who you belong to. I crave you all the time, Valentine. And right now I'm starving. You're under my skin. Imprinted in my bones. Running through my blood. You've engraved your place into my flesh more permanent than the tattoos on my skin."

I fuck her faster with my bullet while I suck on her tit. She is about to come undone. I know it by the way her muscles are tensing up. The way she rolls her eyes back into her skull as she shuts her eyes tight. The way her breathing has become faster, and more shallow, like she's gasping for air.

I smirk as she tries to free herself from her restraints. I can feel her pussy clenching on my bullet, and a feral possessive growl comes out of me. I remove my bullet and unrestrain her wrists and ankles.

"Oh, Daegan, please! Why'd you stop?" She begs me for an answer, and to hear her plead to chase her orgasm on one of my favorite bullets has me on fucking fire. She holds her sore, free wrists to her chest as she sweats. Her beautiful, tanned skin glimmers with clamminess and her full cheeks turn crimson. Her curls are everywhere, and I want to mess them up even more.

"I will never again let you come on anything but my dick, fingers, or my tongue. If your pussy is not on my flesh, you don't get to finish. I own all of your orgasms, your pleasure, your moans. Get on your back and clean up your mess," I demand, looking at her. Her eyes roll up, dazed and feral.

She takes the bullet into her mouth, sucking it clean.

Jesus.

She gets on top of me, straddling me, her knees digging into the bedsheets.

"I'm still mad at you. So mad at myself for wanting all of your come inside me."

"Every single drop will be inside you."

She grabs my hard cock, stroking it a few times in her hand, and she hovers over my groin. Lifting her waist, pumping it up and down slowly, "You make me so fucking crazy, baby." I throw my head back into the pillow each time she pumps my shaft.

Each stroke has me shaking with insanity. She flicks the tip of my dick right on her swollen clit, teasing herself, getting herself off and wet. Her high-pitched moans and sharpened breaths escape her throat each time she touches herself with my pierced dick.

She licks her lips, biting her bottom lip as she continues to electrocute us both.

"Filthy." The tip of my dick is already leaking pre-come, and I swear I can finish just like this.

She slowly slides the tip of my cock down her wet slit, so soft, so smooth. And all mine. She's dripping all over me.

Fuck.

"Do you want to be my good little girl tonight or my dirty little cum dumpster slut?" I slap her full breasts, sending them in a shake. I slap her rough but careful not to actually hurt her. She sucks in a breath.

"I'm tired of being a good girl all my life. I want to be your dirty whore."

She continues to flick her slit and clit with my piercings, teasing the both of us, and I'm about to throw her over my knee and spank her ass until she's red for it.

Finally, she stops at the entrance of her pussy, about to sit on the crown of my dick, but I have other plans.

I smirk, and with a depraved growl, I grab her wrist, freezing her sensual movements, squeezing her bones with my hand, and she hisses.

She arches a brow, confused.

"No. In your ass, now." I command. "You're going to ride me with my dick in your ass."

"Daegan…I've never had someone fuck me there before,"

Something comes over me, something primal, something crazy, like a starved man, and she's my only sanctuary. Her body is my only antidote to my demented addiction. I bolt up and grab her jaw, forcing her to open her mouth. She winces, still sitting on top of my rigid concrete cock. I spit into the back of her throat. Her eyes widen, swallowing right away, and she hums, licking her lips satisfied.

Nasty…so fucking filthy, and I love it.

"Not another fucking word out of you, baby. Just your moans and screams are the only things I want you to sing to me tonight."

She scratches my stomach again, and I growl, my dick surging and throbbing for her tightness. I need her, and I need all of her right the fuck now. She positions my dick further down, and now I'm at her other entrance. I get to claim her other velvet rim.

"You can take it."

She moans, her mouth gaping open as I push into her tight ass. She lets her head fall down, squeezing her eyes shut and then reopening them so she's staring at my abs. Her hands roam my stomach again, her fingertips trailing the hair above my dick, and then she's back into my abs, her nails digging into my skin, scratching me as I tighten my muscles.

Pain. Fire. Desire. Pure fucking madness is what she is.

Did she just make me bleed?

When her fingertips move, a trail of red follows.

Fuck, I'm in love.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll be begging me to stop, and when you do, I'll fuck you just a bit harder."

I grab the back of her long black hair, pulling it with my hand, and she moans. She likes the pain. My cock drives into her deeper, settling past her tight rim, and she hums a sweet high, pitched moan again. She opens her mouth, grabs my hand, and puts my fingers into her mouth, sucking on them as I push in and out of her.

"Dirty…dirty girl, my dirty girl."

For the next ten minutes, it's just that. The headboard bangs against the wall, and her screams of pure ecstasy drive me over the edge over and over again.

Can we just stay like this forever?

"I want all your pretty little holes dripping with my come."

"I haven't gotten my birth control shot."

My heart smiles as I reach over to my drawer and pull out my box of condoms that I'm going to empty for the night. They all have holes in them, but she doesn't need to know that. I want her, and I want her so badly that the demons smile at the thought of her carrying my child one day. I drop the box as she looks at it, without knowing my sick plans.

"Daegan, fuck. You're so big." She moves her hips up and down, rolling them slowly, taking my length a portion at a time. God, I want her forever. I will forever be sickeningly obsessed with this woman. I want her all day and night. She needs to be mine until the end of time.

Finally, she moans as I play with her clit, circling it with my finger as I take her ass. I tighten my grip on her hips as she grants me access to help her with the motions. I pick up my pace, and so does she. Her hair falls forward, clouding her face, as she continues to claw my stomach.

"It hurts, but it feels good, Daegan." She screams, and it drives me over the edge.

"That's it, baby. Just a little longer. Let me use you just a little more. I wish you could see how pretty you look riding me."

She bounces on my dick, and her screams of pleasure make me smile. Knowing that Alessia Valentín is screaming my name, pure satisfaction runs through my veins. The headboard continues to bang, and I don't give a flying fuck if the entire neighborhood can hear us.

I pump faster, harder, circling her clit until she's shaking from the pleasure. The way her ass clenches on my dick has me grunting hard. Up and down she goes, and I slap her ass, getting a handful of her soft skin. I squeeze her cheeks as she rides me with my cock in her tight ass marking her with future bruises.

"I'm going to finish! Come inside my ass, please." She begs.

"Filthy girl," I drive into her deeper, and I spank her hips again. The sound of our skin slapping against each other fills the room. She moans my name, falls over my chest, and grips the headboard. She clenches down on my cock, causing a feral growl to rip through my clenched teeth. I circle her clit faster and smoother, and finally, she's reached the finish line. She rides out her orgasm over my dick and fingers. Her legs tremble, and she screams my name over and over again.

"Daegan, oh Daegan."

I made her come with my dick in her ass, but now it's my turn.

"Turn around."

At first, she doesn't understand, but finally, she gets the idea. She's hesitant. I give her tits another suck, biting down on each teardrop gently. I'm an animal for her, a beast that needs to taste and see how she bleeds.

"I want to see if you bleed just as pretty as your smile," I kiss her right breast and let the monsters in my head take over.

I bite her skin, just below her brown nipple, and she whimpers in pain. I bit her for the purpose of drawing red. A metallic taste fills the tip of my tongue, and she claws at my hair as she still straddles my dick, still high on her orgasm.

I've marked her as mine, and this is just the start. I'm going to mark her ass cheeks next with my teeth.

I kiss her, my tongue traveling down into her mouth.

She sits reverse cowgirl on me, settling in and out, and my dick rams into her rim like it's my new permanent home where I'll always have the keys to. She's so fucking tight here too, fuck.

"Don't tease me again unless you're going to do something about it, little Valentine." I threaten.

"Oh yeah?" She taunts over her shoulder. She bends forward, massaging my balls as I fuck her behind. Her soft palms grip my balls, softening my darkened thrusts.

I grab her hair, pulling it hard as she bounces on my dick, and I release havoc. In and out I go, and the bed shakes, the sight of her tits and hard nipples bouncing up and down with each detrimental thrust I inflict on her divine body.

She's so sexy.

She moans, and through gritted teeth, I groan back in sweet nirvana.

"Fuck baby, use me as your chair any time." I continue to pull on her hair and fuck her as hard as she lets me. She falls forward, grabs my shins, and decides to take control of the pace I set, and I let her. I throw my head back as I grab onto her ass and hips. Her hips roll, and my cock swells, throbbing and begging to release. I never knew patience like right now because I want to do bad things to her.

I want to fuck her against the wall, the desk, the nightstand, and the shower right after this. I want to tie her up and never let her leave this room until she can't walk. Every time she takes a step, she'll feel my markings.

But the way she's moving and feels, it's like nothing I've ever experienced or known. No one has ever come close to her. No one has ever tasted as good as her or laughed and loved as sweet as her.

My little valentine.

She has me trapped under a spell, and I know I'm in trouble.

I reach over and bite her ass until she bleeds for me. She grits out a moan. "Oh fuck, Daegan."

I follow right after, letting myself drown in our forbidden lustrous affair, draining my balls inside her, my strokes deep and slow and fucking sensitive. Her mouth gapes open from her blissful high the entire time. She glides off my dick slowly, her thighs buckling over, and she almost falls over from the exhaustion. Watching the come fall out of her ass is a sight so majestic, I want to see it again.

I grab hold of her arms before she topples over the mattress, and I kiss her lips softly, my pace of action the opposite of a few moments ago.

Her lips brush against mine softly and slowly. I kiss her like I want to savor this moment for eternity…like it'll be the last time she'll ever let me touch her.

Her cheeks are flushed, sweat coating her beautiful tan skin, and I kiss her cheeks over and over again. She pants hard and holds me tight, around my neck like she doesn't want me to let go, and I don't plan to…yet.

She palms my rib tattoo, wholly exhausted with closed eyes, but a slight smile is painted on her face. Her nose digs into my neck, and our skin is damp from sweating.

I flip her over gently so she's now resting on her side, still breathing heavily from the world-shattering sex.

Her curls are wet from the sweat on her face, and I brush them away, tucking them behind her cute little ears.

"How are you feeling?"

She let me claim her ass, and now I need to make sure she's okay. I brush my knuckles on her face, pushing her hair behind her ear.

"I'm great. Can we please do that again soon?" Her shallow breathing is all I hear, along with her angelic voice. I could listen to her talk all day. She has the kind of voice that could make demons change sides, the kind of voice that makes you believe heaven is on earth too, not only in the afterlife, and a voice that could make me believe in love again.

I chuckle at her response. My girl likes rough pain, and well…so do I.

She shifts positions, placing her leg over mine. I welcome her as she reaches over me and rests her head on my scarred chest.

"Daegan. What happened to you?" Her fingers find the slashes on my face. She trails each one with her fingertips, gently, one by one. And this time, I don't freeze from the unpredictable touch. I welcome it.

She's the only one who's touched them, and it will stay that way for the rest of my life.

She doesn't have to specify her question. I know what she's asking about. Usually, I hate talking. I haven't bothered trying to get to know anyone for years, consumed by my job, but after stalking Alessia that first night, I knew I was the one in trouble. I became the prey, the one who would meet their demise if I didn't make her mine.

I'm in love with her. I'm profoundly in love, to the point that all I want to do is make her happy, make her laugh, make her feel good, and fuck her into an oblivion she never wants to escape from for the rest of her life.

"My half-brother, Dario, and I were deployed together. We were so excited. This was before I got moved to SEAL team Executioners. After my father remarried, my stepmother had two sons. Graves and Dario. I was blessed to have always had a good relationship with them. We've done everything together. Middle school, high school, the football team, and even went to boot camp together. We were placed on different teams, but as luck would have it, we got to go on a deployment together, our missions colliding."

She kisses my chest and holds me tighter.

"Long story short, he stepped on an IED, and while the blast severely injured him, taking his legs, it knocked me out. A few nights later, I woke up being tortured by The Surgeon."

"We don't have to get into this, Daegan. I'm sorry for asking. I shouldn't have,"

"Shh, it's okay." I rub her back as I continue to lose myself in the worst days of my life. I stare at the fan, watching it. It's off, but it still has that weird effect on me. I've never told anyone this story…but I'm telling her.

"He sliced my face open, stabbed me in places all over my body." She looks at the scars on my stomach. "He purposely would torture me. Make sure I wouldn't die from the wounds he inflicted on me. He wanted me to know why they called him the surgeon. He wanted to get as much information out of me as he could. He wanted to break me, but he never did. He would do this for hours until he got his fill and went to bed. I sat there in my blood for hours, conjuring a plan. I spent the nights alone. And so I used that to my advantage to escape."

"How did you escape?"

"I broke my own hand, crushing my bones just enough for me to slip out of the cuffs. There was a loud, chaotic thunderstorm that night, so when I broke a window, nature swallowed the sounds away, and I was able to find help after hiking a couple of miles naked."

She tenses as the story goes on.

"Well, you're here now," she murmurs lightly, pressing her lips softly on my scarred eye. The gesture elicits that unfamiliar emotion I've never felt, and I welcome it.

"Alessia,"

"Hm?" She hums sleepily, trailing her fingers over my tattoos, blood rushing down, and I'm getting hard again when she massages my balls and dick.

She feels good. She makes me feel good.

"I'm a liar,"

She freezes, divulging my awkward confession.

"What do you mean?" She tilts her head upwards, and I brush the curls out of her perfect face. Alessia's wide eyes glazed with perplexed wonder. Like I just told her, the sky is falling, or dogs have wings.

The temptation to touch her always overwhelms me, and I plant a kiss on her forehead. I would kiss her all day and night if I could.

A deep chuckle of laughter escapes me, and I might send her running for the hills after this. But I don't care. If she does end up running away from me, I'll always find her. I'll drag her back to the pits of hell I endure every day.

She might end up hating me in the end, but I just need her to know. I need her to know, at this moment, what her existence has done to me.

"I promised I wouldn't fall in love with you. But I'm a goddamn liar." I continue to run my hands through her soft hair, and her brown eyes sparkle with an emotion I can't decipher.

Is she happy? Upset? Shocked?

"It's been 152 days since we met, and there hasn't been one day that you haven't lived in my head. 152 mornings and nights where my days began with haunting thoughts and ended with you in my dreams." She stiffens, her eyes watering. But it doesn't stop me from spilling out.

"I…Daegan," she pauses and breaks her gaze away from me. My heart cracks as the tune in her eyes takes a turn. "We can't…we promised we wouldn't fall in love with each other." She murmurs low into my chest.

"I know…"

A strange, unwelcoming, and unpleasant silence is in between us, and it's driving me crazy. I was always supposed to make sure we got here…but the level of authenticity was never supposed to exist.

"Put me out of my goddam misery, baby, and tell me it's not all in my head? Tell me, I'm yours too? Because you sure as hell are mine. I'm in love with you, and if you're not in love with me, then give me my soul back by lying to me. Pretend you're in love with me until you feel it back because I've got time. I will wait for you forever, in this lifetime and the next, for you to fall in love with me like I am with you."