hands, intending to crawl away from him. Spider seizes my angle, jerking me until I fall back onto to the bed. The leash clinks, tugging on the collar. His fingers dig into my hip, pinning it in place while his other hand fists my hair, yanking my head back until the sting makes me cry out.
“Behave yourself, or I’ll make it hurt more. Understand?”
The threat cuts deep. My eyes water, as much from the pain on my scalp as from the betrayal that eats away at me. I force myself to nod, feeling as if my heart is cracking open. The position I’m in, spread across his bed on my stomach with my backside in the air and no way to fight him, gives him all the advantage and makes me feel way too vulnerable.
If there was any hope left that the man I fell for the night Cap was shot is still in there, it vanishes, gone forever. This man is too brutal, too dark for that version of Spider to even inhabit. He’d be burned alive, swallowed by the demon in him. The man about to take me now is the man who chained me in that room and cut me. He’s all Outlaw. All monster.
“I said, do you understand?” Spider repeats, giving my hair a tug.
“Ah! Yes,” I whimper, my eyes blurring with tears.
“Good. Give me your hands.”
“What?” My voice breaks. I have a feeling I know what he’s going to do, and the thought feels as if I’m handing over a last scrap of control.
“You heard me,” he says coldly. “Hands. Now.”
I sniffle but put my arms out, holding my hands toward him. Spider wrenches them behind me and folds my arms at the small of my back.
“Keep them there. Don’t make me tie them.”
Leaning over me, he brushes my hair from my cheek and then slides the head of his shaft through my still sopping folds.
“I’d tell you that it’ll be over fast, but that would be a lie,” he growls in my ear. “I’ve been fantasizing about this all week.” He thrusts himself into my core, ignores my angry grunt, and glides in and out, slicking himself with my juices.
Unwilling waves of pleasure shudder through me. Somehow, the threat and the hunger in his voice ratchets up my fear, but also my desire.
His tone says it all. He’s going to take his time, drag this out, spend hours slaking his lust the way Dragon did with Sam at the end of that scene, and he doesn’t care how much it guts me.
With each thrust, I can feel him holding back, putting off the urge to pound me to release before he withdraws. His hands spread my backside cheeks, and then the head of his shaft is there, pressing at the tight opening where his fingers were a moment ago.
I choke back a sob, my fingernails digging into my palms. Only the knowledge that he’d tie my arms there keeps them where they are.
Spider pushes his cockhead inside and snatches a breath, his fingers digging into my backside. The curious sensation of pressure mixes with searing hot pain. My mouth drops, and I choke on a cry as he slides in a little further.
I kick my legs, thumping the mattress.
“Relax the muscles, Wildcat,” he says gruffly. “Breathe.”
“Please… I can’t…”
“Yes, you can.” He’s stopped, his hips held still. “You can and you will. This isn’t going to stop until I’m finished with you, so you might as well learn to take it.”
Panting again, I force my muscles to relax, willing myself to remain still.
“Good girl.” Spider’s hips thrust forward, burying his shaft deep inside.
The pain is intense and overwhelming, but it’s also sending licks of heat across my clit. I bite the pillow to muffle a scream.
“See? It’s not so hard, is it?” He thrusts slowly in and out, stretching me and sending wave upon wave of pleasure-pain rocking through me. His breathing is fast and harsh.
I whimper helplessly, bite the pillow and sob. He feels terrible and wonderful all at once, like being burned from the inside with a wicked, delicious flame. Every volt of pleasure makes me feel as if he’s pulling me deeper into a pit of shame, driving me closer to the gates of hell, while every volt of pain makes me loath him more.
It had taken weeks to stop feeling as if every sexual act that transpired between us didn’t brand me a whore bound for hell, but there’s something so