Chapter 26

TWENTY-SIX

H e freezes under me for a moment, and then his fingers move, sliding inside my wet channel. He watches me hungrily as he strokes me, claiming me.

"Say it again," he orders.

There's blood on his hands and my skin. It should make me sick, but I love it. I love him dirtying my skin. I love how far he is willing to go to protect me. I also love this side of him—this obsessive, crazy side.

Leaning down with a grin, I slide my tongue along the seam of his lips. "I'm yours," I murmur.

His snarl is loud, and before I know it, I'm flipped and my face is pressed into the carpet. It burns my cheek, but I love the pain. I love it even more when he rips my shorts and thong down, his hand coming down on my ass in a slap.

"Again," he demands, his voice as brutal as his hands as he pulls me up. One of his knees nudges my thighs wider as I kneel before him. His bloody hand slides around and up my chest to grip my neck and force my head back so it hits his shoulder. "Say it again. I want you to keep saying it while I bury my cock inside your wet pussy and make you mine. I want you to fucking scream it for the whole world to hear," he growls. "I've been waiting to fuck you for years, Fallon. I warned you. I let you have an out, but you won't be leaving here now, not until I have my fill."

"Make me," I retort. "If you want me to say it, then make me. You don't scare me, Kage. I can take you. I can take anything you throw at me. I want it. Fuck me. Show me how much you want me. Let me see if you can keep up and satisfy this ice queen."

"I'm going to make you melt," he purrs, tightening his grip on my neck as his other hand slides over my hip and down to my cunt. "You're already dripping for me, my dirty sweetheart. You love it, don't you? You love that I'm willing to kill for you. Their perfect, prim Fallon loves the dirty side of me . . . loves my obsession."

His fingers circle my clit as he speaks, and I gasp, pressing down, begging for more. I'm naked and he's dressed, and something about that makes me weak.

"Don't you, sweetheart?" he whispers in my ear just before his teeth dig into the lobe. "You act all perfect, and they get that side of you, but this good girl wants to be fucked dirty and raw, don't you? You want my cum dripping from every inch of you."

My breathing picks up and my chest heaves as I nod.

"Words, Fallon," he snaps.

"Fuck, yes, fine. I want it dirty. I want it to hurt. I want you, Kage, now fuck me."

"There she is. There's my girl. I love it when you order me around. It makes me hard as hell," he says, pushing my ass back until I feel proof of that.

"I'm tired of waiting," I warn him, moving away, but he drags me back. "Do you have condoms?"

He kisses along my neck. "I'm not wrapping it, sweetheart, not with you."

"I don't fuck unprotected," I snap, moving away. "Not for anyone."

"For me you do," he replies as I push him away. "Name your price."

"You couldn't afford it." I smirk, my eyebrow arching.

Watching me, he pulls out his wallet, takes out a handful of black and gold cards, and presses them against my chest. "The pin is your birthday. Take all the money. I'll sign over the house, my cars, whatever you want. Is that enough, sweetheart?"

I glance from the cards to him. "If I say no?"

"Name your fucking price and I'll meet it, but either way, you aren't leaving here without my raw cock buried in your pretty cunt." He grabs me and throws me onto the bed. My eyes widen as he rips off his shirt and pushes his jeans down, exposing every inch of his glossy, tan skin and muscles, but my eyes catch on his huge, hard dick. It drips for me as he strokes himself. "I've imagined you like this so many times, spread across my bed, watching me, wanting me . . ."

"I'm sure I'm not the only one."

Crawling over me, he smirks as he places a kiss over my racing heart. "Jealous, sweetheart?"

"Never," I grit out, shoving at him, but he doesn't budge.

"Good, there's nothing to be jealous about. I'm yours. I always have been. I haven't been with anyone since I met you, nor do I plan to. Now, I'm sick of talking. I'll pay up later, but for now, you started this, and I'm going to finish it."

He slides down my body, pressing my thighs open as he settles between them, his dark eyes locking me in place as he leans down and blows over my pussy, making me shudder. He brushes his mouth against my folds, inhaling as I arch up, begging wordlessly for more. Rubbing his nose along my clit, he teases me as my heart races. Desire courses through me, heating my blood until I'm wild with it. I need him so badly it hurts.

All this teasing and flirting leaves me vulnerable and needy for him.

I've never needed anyone else like I need Kage. Sex was always a temporary fix for the pain in my soul, but not with him. I'm right here with him. I'm not locked in the past, using pleasure to run from it. I'm just here, feeling it, and he knows it. It's why he waited until I was right here with him, the bastard, so I couldn't blame it on my trauma, because I want him just as badly as he wants me.

"I spent so many nights wondering what you would smell and taste like, it drove me crazy. I touched myself to your Instagram," he admits without a hint of shame as he smirks and then kisses my clit. "And now you're all mine."

"Crazy asshole." I moan as he thrusts two fingers into me, stroking me as he rubs his lips over my clit.

"You were saying?" he murmurs against my wet flesh.

"So good, you're good, please, Kage," I ramble, playing with my breasts and tweaking my nipples as he watches me.

"That's it, sweetheart. Let me see you touch yourself. Let me watch you get yourself off on my mouth." He licks my clit as he adds a third finger, stretching me as I lift my hips and ride his mouth.

His slick fingers pull from my pussy, and he offers them to me. I lean down and suck them with a groan, tasting my cream before he slides them back into me, fucking me with them as he lashes my clit with stern strokes, demanding my pleasure.

My head hits the bed, my hands gripping my breasts as I roll my hips, fucking his face faster as I chase my pleasure. It builds in me, flowing through me so strongly that when I come, I cry out and clench down on him as my legs jerk.

Whimpering, I roll and rock my hips, using him as I ride the waves of pleasure. When I slump, my body limp from the force of my release, I expect him to move away, but he keeps licking me. His fingers spread inside my fluttering channel, going deeper until it nearly hurts.

"Again," he orders.

"I can't," I tell him, but he doesn't care. He keeps licking me and biting my clit while he fucks me with his fingers until I come again, even when I didn't think it was possible. I'm shaky and sweaty as I roll away to escape him, but he follows me, adding a fourth finger inside me.

It hurts so good.

His mouth latches onto my clit, sucking ruthlessly as he forces his fingers deeper. The brutal way he's claiming me hurts, even as it heals something within me.

He pushes me to an edge I didn't even know I had, and then I fall over it .

I scream into the bedding as he continues his assault, making me come again. My hands rip at his comforter as I try to get away, needing a reprieve. He wasn't kidding when he said he wouldn't give up, and he hasn't even fucked me yet.

"Kage," I beg, trying to escape him. He pulls me back to his mouth, his tongue thrusting inside me. I mewl before it slides up and circles my ass, playing with me until I push back.

"You like that, sweetheart. Do you want my cock here too? I'm going to fill every single one of your holes tonight, but I think I'll start with your pretty pussy." He lets me go, and I roll over, scooting back as I stare into his dark, hungry eyes. His chin and lips glisten with my cum as he watches me like a predator. He slides his hands up and around my thighs, gripping hard so I know they will bruise.

I let out a scream as I'm dragged across the bed.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asks as he rolls me, holding his dripping cock in his hand. "I'm not done with you yet. Didn't I tell you, sweetheart, that you won't get to leave here until I've had my fill? That will take all night—well, all our fucking lives, if I'm honest. Now open your pretty thighs and let me look at my paradise."

Before I can speak, he lifts my ass with one hand and impales me on his length.

My scream bounces off the walls at the sudden stretch, pain, and pleasure.

"You can scream, sweetheart, but no one can hear you. No one can save you from me."

Oh God, yes.

My eyes roll back, my back arching as I push down to take him deeper. He lunges over me, his lips meeting mine in a frenzied kiss. Our tongues tangle as my hands slide down his body, my hips lifting to meet his wicked thrusts as he hammers into me. The wet sound of our bodies meeting makes me shiver and gasp into his mouth. He grabs a pillow and shoves it under my back, angling me so his huge cock drags over my G-spot with each stroke. I turn my head, breaking our kiss as I heave in desperate breaths. His lips slide over my cheek and up my neck to my ear .

"You're mine, Fallon, forever. I'm glad you finally realized that. Now come all over your man's cock. I want to feel it. I want to see you come apart with me inside you. I want to bury my cum so deep you will never be free of me."

"Then make me," I retort.

I should have known Kage never speaks without being able to deliver. Despite how many times I've come, he starts to push me toward another release as he straightens, dragging me onto his cock so my ass is almost off the bed, my tits bouncing with each thrust.

Sweat drips down me as he pushes me higher and higher, holding me with one hand as he drives into me, his other hand rubbing my clit until I can't take it anymore.

Screaming, I come around his cock, my cunt gripping him. He fights me as I cry and arch, riding the waves of pleasure. He follows me, hammering into me so hard I whimper, and then he groans, his cock jerking as he spills his release deep inside like he promised.

I slump back as he pulls from my body, leaving me shaking as I suck in air. His hand covers my pussy, stopping his cum from leaving me as he leans down and kisses me softly. When we break apart, I collapse deeper into the bed, unable to hold myself up anymore.

Kage wraps his arms around me, tugging me back as my eyes close with exhausted, sated pleasure.

"Rest, Fallon, you will need it," he promises darkly.

Fire races through my veins, waking me from my good dream, trapping me between wakefulness and sleep. That fire only grows, demanding to be felt and experienced.

Groaning, I bury my head into the pillow under me, sleep mixing with a lazy pleasure until I rock my hips. An orgasm rips through me, and I jerk fully awake to find Kage's head between my thighs. My eyes widen as he crawls up my body and kisses me. "I couldn't resist, baby. Now that you're awake, get on your knees, sweetheart. I had your pussy, now I want that pretty ass. "

"Kage—"

"I warned you," he reminds me. "Now get on your knees or I'll make you."

I turn over, but not quickly enough, and he drags me onto my knees and yanks me back to him. His hard dick prods my ass, and before I can whimper a protest, he pushes into me.

My head falls forward, and I bite the pillow, gripping the sheets with my fists. I push back and take him deeper, both of us panting as his hands stroke my back.

"Look at you," he murmurs. "Your perfect fucking ass is split around my cock. You look so fucking good like this, baby. My very own dirty whore with my cum still dripping from your pussy."

Whimpering, I push back, taking him deeper until our bodies lock together.

He's buried to the hilt in my ass, and he lies over my back, his mouth meeting my ear. "Scream for me again, sweetheart. Let the neighbors hear whose girl you are and how good I am to you, letting you rest before giving you what you need again."

Shuddering below him, I turn my face, my eyes catching on the mirror to the left. He's behind me like a dark angel, his obsessive eyes locked on me as he grips my waist and pulls from my ass before spearing back into me. The sight makes me cry out and clench around him as my clit throbs. I can't look away, my eyes locked on him as he fucks my ass.

"Do you like that, sweetheart? Do you like watching your man claim every inch of you? Like watching me fuck you?"

I nod rapidly, moaning as I push back for more.

We look fucking good together.

He fists my hair and lifts my head. "Keep watching," he orders, his voice thick with desire. "Keep watching me fuck you, keep watching while I fill you with my cum again. You'll be seeing this every day for the rest of your life because I will never get enough of you." Each word is punctuated by a hard thrust that has me screaming his name.

I lose myself in him, my eyes locked on our bodies as heat flashes through me so hard, my head feels like it will explode. My ass and pussy clench as pleasure explodes through me, and I fall into it.

I scream his name like he wanted, but he doesn't stop. He keeps fucking me, fighting my body until his eyes meet mine in the mirror. "Mine," he snarls as he buries himself to the hilt and fills me with his cum.

When he releases my hair, I fall forward. "Good girl," he coos, combing his fingers through my messy locks, untangling the knots as he slowly pulls out of me. I whimper, messy and sore, and the bed dips. Moments later, a warm, soft washcloth is pressed against me, wiping my pussy and ass. I part my legs obediently, my face buried in the pillow.

I'm exhausted, and strangely, I feel like I want to cry.

When the bed dips again, I'm pulled into his arms, and he presses a gentle kiss to my head. "You did so well, sweetheart. Go back to sleep. I'll behave for now."

I must sleep for a few more hours when I wake from the bed moving. He has a towel wrapped around his waist, and his hair is wet from the shower. As I roll over and sit up, he drops the towel, his hard cock bouncing free.

He taps my mouth as I peer at him, sleep drifting away as my heart starts to pound in anticipation, knowing what is coming next. My thighs clench together, my sore pussy throbbing despite it all. Early morning light streams in through the windows, hitting his face. "I want this for my breakfast." He smirks. "Open up, beautiful, and let me feed you."

I open my mouth despite my usual reservations, and his hand slides through my hair to grip my neck and tug me closer. I go willingly, placing my hands on his thighs as my tongue darts out and traces his leaking tip. He tastes like mint and male, and I hum, licking him more until his hand tightens on my neck, and his other forces my jaw wider with his thumb. He pushes inside my mouth, and I almost smirk as I push farther down his length despite his resistance.

I keep moving forward until he's all the way in the back of my throat. I hold him there, my eyes on his as he groans, and then I slowly lift my head and slide back down. I bob on his cock as saliva drips down my chin and chest, but I don't care. I make it sloppy and messy, taking him all the way in every time until his hips roll in wild, deep thrusts. His dark eyes burn with love and desire as he watches me, his abs clenching with his movements.

"You're going to kill me, Fallon. I know it, but I'll die a happy man. You were made to be loved, made to be fucked like this by me. Look at you, so goddamn strong and beautiful. No one else gets to see you like this. Just me." His hand tightens as his hips speed up, and I have to hold on. I breathe through my nose as he claims my mouth. I know my throat will be sore later, but I don't care.

He snarls, moving faster, and finally, he bellows. His hips stutter as he pushes down my throat and unloads, forcing it so deep I don't even have to swallow, and when he falls back, dragging his cum along my tongue, I lick and swallow deeply.

"I love you, Fallon." He leans down to kiss me before he releases his hold on me, and I collapse back to the bed. Once again, I fall into an exhausted sleep as he wraps his arms around me.

"Sleep, my love," he whispers, and his words follow me into my dreams.