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Chapter Seven

Maxom

Before she could argue, my knees hit gravel. The edges dug into my skin despite my black jeans. I trailed my mouth down her body until I pressed my lips against her satin-covered cunt. There was something alluring—forbidden—about kissing her through her clothing, meager as it was, stroking my tongue along the smooth fabric.

I raised my gaze to meet hers where she stared down at me. Arousal lit her dark eyes as she traced her tongue over her lower lip, leaving it glossy. Her breaths came short watching me pleasure her, desire warring with need across her face and … fear.

Fucking perfect.

I smiled at her with my tongue resting over her swollen clit. Pressing my hands gently to her thighs, I traced around the mess on her skin and smeared it across the tops of her legs. Once the satin dripped with my spit and her juices, I grabbed the crotch of her panties and ripped, letting the garter belt frame my face as I burrowed my mouth into her liquid heat.

Her sweet scent filled my senses. She wasn't the only one moaning as I drove my tongue inside her tight hole, slick with copious cream from when she came for me inside.

When I looked up again, her head was tilted back, her eyes closed as her breasts rose fast, her breath reduced to short puffs. Her hands rested on the top of my head, scratching her nails delicately against my scalp.

Without my urging she rode my face as I worked my tongue in and out of her tight hole. God, but I wanted to bury myself there. I reached down to adjust my cock through my jeans, undoing my belt as I licked her from asshole to clit. She moaned loudly when I sucked the tortured nub of her clit into my mouth, increasing the pressure as I flicked it, mercilessly teasing her with my tongue. Maddie fell apart in seconds, all too ready from our extended playtime inside the house.

She latched onto my hair, tugging to the point of pain. I smiled against her skin, sliding along her body with my cock in my hand. Her orgasm tingled my skin as I slammed my mouth onto hers, cupping her ass and scraping her back against the wall as I lifted her onto my hips.

She mewled into my mouth, offering no protest but to wind her arms around my neck, and wiggled her body into mine.

Snarling, I broke the kiss on a ragged breath, leaning into her. "I'll claim that scream now."

I straightened my knees, pressed her thighs wide and drove myself home.

She threw her head back on a silent cry. Long, black hair pooled around my wrists where I grasped her waist as I buried myself balls-deep in her delicious heat. Her body welcomed mine without resistance. She gripped my cock in a stranglehold that threatened to unman me in seconds, mewling as she kissed my jaw, seeking my mouth on hers.

I bit my tongue hard, the scent of her all around me, leaving me dizzy. Kissing her only heightened my senses. I steadied myself against the wall with one arm, digging my fingers into tender flesh with the other. Evidence of her orgasms coated us both as I rammed into her, growling my need.

I wanted her the day I saw her wearing nothing but Lennox's shirt in my kitchen, though it wasn't the first time I saw her, or wanted her. All long, slim legs, the scooped hem brushing against the curve of her ass giving me a tantalizing glimpse of the shadowy cleft between her legs, the insides of her thighs still glistening with my brother's seed.

Fuck, I wanted to bend her over the kitchen bench and screw her until she screamed then. Now two years later, I finally got my wish.

Above all the gods that ever existed, was she beautiful. Her hands wrapped around my neck, clinging and scratching. I'd bear her marks if it meant she was mine.

"Next time it'll be in my bed, but I won't be sweet to you. I need you too goddamn much. You're like a fucking addiction." I kissed her savagely, and she responded, rolling her hips, and melding her tongue to mine. I groaned into her mouth, giving her a part of myself. "You'll beg me for every orgasm, and I'll rip screams from your lips by the minute."

"Maxom," she breathed against my mouth. Her eyes flared wide with appreciation and pleasure. "Please…"

Gods, she's too fucking sweet when she begs.

I reared back to focus on her face as I pistoned into her mercilessly. "I'll make you come until I'm branded inside your body, ruin you for every other man."

Her body trembled, and she stared at me. Tiny flashes started at the base of my cock as her pretty pussy milked me just from my dirty talk.

"Maxom," she cried my name against my lips as she came.

I ground my teeth as I slammed harder into her, knowing we'd both be bruised and battered tomorrow, but I didn't care. She tangled her hands in my hair as she pulled my mouth back to hers.

Give me that scream, Maddie Sutcliff.

But I didn't crave her because of anger or revenge or the game. I wanted to know I pleased her as much as she did me, knowing she loved me inside her, marking her as mine. My heart skipped a beat. That was something I could unpack later.

For now, she moaned into my mouth, all heat and liquid and tongues as she milked my cock again and again. Her pussy pulsed harder as one orgasm rode into the next. My balls drew tight, the tingle in the base of my spine my only warning. She squeezed the head of my cock with her beautiful cunt, and I wrote my name on her walls.

Breath left me. I stumbled, bracing an arm over her head for stability as I held her to my chest. I bent over her, only just managing to keep the tremble from my limbs as I gasped for air. Her hands still hooked around my neck, she pressed her body closer, widening her legs to draw me deeper, then tightening them around my waist to encase me there.

Her heart beat fast against my chest as she rested her cheek to my shoulder. Enclosing her in my arms felt so goddamn right. Every inch of me wished we were home in my bed where I could wrap us in blankets until we were ready for round two … Or three. Or four.

"I'll never get enough of you," I grated out, swallowing thickly. She looked up at me, her eyelids heavy, her body soft and curled into mine. "Fuck, I don't even want to put you down. You're perfect."

So fucking perfect.

She murmured something I couldn't make out and nodded. A sigh slipped past her lips, reminding me of the moan I earned from her as she came on my cock. The member in question perked up, filling her as she groaned. Her nails dug through my shirt and into my shoulders.

I laughed softly. "I wish I could, but you've ruined me."

Like I planned to do with you.

That didn't seem to matter anymore. None of it did. No more bets or games or hurting her.

"Same," she mumbled sleepily, and shivered.

I took in the flimsy dress-thing she wore and cursed. "I didn't bring a jacket. I'll take you home." I held her gaze, halting on suggesting I take her to my home, not hers.

For the first time, the chance of her rejection stung before it occurred. Her saying no had never been a problem before.

What the fuck changed in the last hour?

Maybe that change had been coming for the past weeks, ever since I took her on. Or she challenged me. I grinned, covering her mouth with mine, and kissed her until I throbbed inside her. Withdrawing on a hard growl, I ran my fingers up her slit, collecting our combined cum and raised them to her lips, glossing them.

"Lick."

She blinked at me, the tip of her tongue tracing over her smeared lipstick. Breathing hard, I tucked myself away, pumping my dick with one hand just to feel her cum coating me still.

"I didn't scream." She seemed surprised as she recalled the terms of our game.

I smiled, resting my forehead to hers. "I don't care."

Her eyebrows rose and she giggled. "Does that mean I win?"

"No, you cheeky damn minx," I grumbled. "It means I want your screams, my name on your lips but … not because of a bet. Because you need me."

Her brow furrowed. "You're so confusing." She sighed, burrowing into my chest. "I should be yelling at you, busting your balls. Or humiliating you. Like you did to me," she whispered.

"Boys do weird shit."

"That's not an excuse." She slapped my arm hard enough to sting. "That's the beginning of abuse. You know that."

I leaned into her, one arm braced against the wall over her head, holding us both up, the other holding her to me. "I want to abuse you, use you for my pleasure." I stroked softly between her folds, entering her creamy cunt with two fingers. Her pussy strangled my fingers and I smiled. "Does that turn you on, my little slut?" I licked her ear, watching possessively as her skin erupted in tiny goose bumps. She squirmed between my legs, my shoulders bowing around her so she couldn't escape. "How do you fit so fucking perfect there?" I muttered.

"You're trying to get away with that."

She butted her head to my chest and let out a shuddering breath as I withdrew my hand, rubbing her juices across the tops of her thighs.

I laughed. "Is it working?"

Her nose wrinkled as she looked up at me. "You said something about taking me home?"

"Oh, so cute," a low, cold voice so like my own drawled at my back.

Maddie started, her eyes flaring wide. She flurried around waist level, and too late I remembered I ripped her panties from her body, leaving her mostly exposed beneath the see-through dress.

How long were you watching me fuck the girl you freed, brother?

Rage I'd never felt aimed at him rose for the first time. I gripped Maddie tight, covering her body with my own. "Now's not the time," I growled over my shoulder at my twin.

I had only the slightest idea what happened between them, and from the way she stared at him where I shielded her, she was as much at a loss as me. I heard part of their conversation that night, saw what he did after she ran away as my rage brewed.

She would have been better suited to me from the start.

"I didn't know you were going around with my slops, brother." Lennox stared at me haughtily. His chin tipped up, his eyes fixed on her, not me. "Mind, I could go a round or two if you want to tag team."

I clenched my teeth. "She's mine."

"What?" Maddie struggled in my arms but I couldn't make myself release her. "You share?" Her voice rose, but I pinned her back to the wall, my forearm across her shoulders.

We could deal with that little faux pas on my part later. Right now I had to deal with a fight I sensed was long in the brewing.

"Stay there," I hissed over my shoulder, letting venom release into my voice. Maddie ignored me and struggled. Naturally. I could barely keep the smile off my face. "And you," I turned back to my brother. "You had your turn."

"I thought we took turn about. And she's so much fun when she's angry," Lennox taunted.

"I hate you both." Her soft whisper was barely a breath but her words floated in the air between us, both a promise and a threat.

A threat to everything I earned with her. The thought of her not being in my arms again broke me. "Give me a minute," I murmured, but my eyes were locked on my brother.

As were his as he focused on the girl struggling against my hold. My rules.

"The hell are you doing?" I growled, unable to hold her.

Maddie slipped under my arm and dashed for the trees, crashing through bushes with her skirts hauled into her hands. I had to give her credit for her speed on those damn heels. A curve of luscious butt cheek flashed pale in the dark night as she tore away from us.

Headed for the parking lot on the other side and the drunken frat boys playing hero in cars they could afford to break too many times. But they couldn't afford my fee if they broke her.

"Isn't that better?" Lennox put a brotherly hand on my shoulder.

"Maddie," I shouted, tracking forward.

Lennox grabbed my arm. "Forget her."

"Huh?" I turned my head, still propelling myself forward. "Maddie!"

"Let her go. She's not worth it."

"Not to you, maybe." I shoved him back. "You shouldn't have had her in the first place."

"I did, didn't I?" Lennox's eyes glittered in the darkness.

My heart clenched hard. "Is that what this is about, with her? Huh? You got bored because for two fucking years you got to claim first rights?" I glared at him. "Is that it?"

The smile that curved his cold lips didn't reach his eyes, or his soul. "You always had the first things. Toys, as kids. Their love, and now they're gone. Then other toys, later. Remember Chrissy?"

I stared at him, my breath stalling in my lungs as I sought out the name and struggled to recall a face. Then she clunked into place.

"The girl from the strip club?" I asked incredulously.

The girl he doted on for most of a week when we turned eighteen and our uncle slipped us into one of his seedier clubs. Lennox fell for a hooker, like a million other men before him, a girl who had no heart left to return his homage. We played tag team that week, too.

"The homeless girl who relied on me. You fucked her, gave her a few grand as guilt money, and she disappeared in a night." Lennox folded his arms over his chest.

"Then she wasn't ever going to be your girl," I murmured. "I'm sorry. I had no idea."

"She OD'd. I found her at the back of the club a week later. Bought dirty blow. I could have provided better, if that's what she needed. But she got high, got greedy, and…" His eyes flashed. "So I took a girl from you, too."

"Maddie," I murmured. "This was never about her. Did you stop to think how she felt? What you did to her?"

He smirked. "Oh, no, brother. Believe me. You did that. Not me."

"That's not what happened," I argued, but it was.

I hurt her because she hurt him. Because I fucking hurt. Lennox nodded as he saw the truth roll across my face. The change in him seared my heart. This was the reason I pushed her away from the start. For him. My brother. My twin.

How the hell had I gone from balls-deep in the girl, her soul singing with mine, to be brought back to ground level? It was a wonder she let me touch her, though I hadn't given her much of a choice. Still, she didn't push me away. Did she?

I didn't realize I whispered the words until Lennox's smile darkened.

I groaned, leaning my back to the wall and dropped my head to my knees. A hangover of epic proportions brewed in my head, and I hadn't had a single damn drink to earn it.

A squeal that didn't come from a human mouth ripped the night apart.

I turned in the direction of the parking lot, my legs already pumping as I burst through the trees without the knowledge of my body moving or how I got there. The open gravel space was still but for a single car, the night eerily silent as I stared at the scene in front of me.

Dark lines where the drunken idiots had been doing burnouts crisscrossed the asphalt. The classic blue Torana idled quietly, its usual guttural roar muted. Two of the frat boys who made pretty hood ornaments stood by the car's doors. Uncertainty and hesitation filled the small space, an unspoken threat pervading the stilted air.

One crouched beside a dark bump, his hand outstretched as though to touch it, but then he pulled back. A bundle of cloth, not a lump. My feet slowed as my mind caught up. Lennox paused at my side, his sharp intake of breath confirming what my eyes saw but hadn't put together yet the way his had.

Now you have your own first to claim, brother.

Because my brain finally kicked into gear and the scream lodged in my head tore from my throat.

"Maddie!"

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