much more infinitely taboo and dirty about what he’s doing now that I can practically hear Deacon Jacob’s belt swoosh as he pulls it from the loops of his pants.
I squeeze my eyes shut as Spider thrusts harder, keeping his rhythm unpredictable, and when he taps the deepest part of me, he lets out the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard, a cross between a groan and a growl. He grips my hips and digs his nails in.
“Ah, fuck. I knew your ass would feel this good.” He buries himself and swivels his hips, grinding into me and making sure his shaft strokes along every nerve.
Helpless to stop him, I toss my head and scream and thrash. He just lays over me, pinning me to the mattress under his weight and grinding into my backside, taking his time.
“Please… Please, too much… I can’t…”
“Shut up.” He pulls back and slams into me, a single possessive thrust that hurts like fire and feels like white hot need all at once. I cry out. His palm slips around my throat and squeezes just enough to silence me while he rubs his pelvis slowly against my stinging cheeks and thrusts harshly in and out. “Fuck. Tight-assed little thief.”
I open my mouth to curse him, and his fingers tighten until I choke. He pants and bites my ear, thrusting faster and grunting his pleasure.
“Fuck,” he growls. “So good. This is what you’re made for.” He licks my ear, bites my shoulder so hard that I whimper, and tightens his grip again until my head feels light. “This is what you’re in for every night. Hard fucking up your ass.”
God help me, he’s never felt so savage, never felt so wild. The realization fills me with a mix of helplessness, dread and need. I’m doomed to a life of this, being used as his plaything without any care for how much he hurts me.
When his grip loosens enough to let me breathe, I want to tell him that he’s dead, that I’ll kill him, but he keeps tightening his grip, cutting off my air, sometimes for long enough that he really scares me. The pleasure he’s driving into me is white hot and searing, the feel of my air being cut off somehow intensifying it. When he bites and sucks on my neck, gripping my shoulder almost too hard, it sends me spiraling faster towards release.
I’ve unleashed an animal, a beast whose need is unending, condemning me to torment that has no completion. It’s as if, in this moment, I’m less than a slave. I’m not even human. I’m a hole for his use. His mouth savages mine, without feeling, without warmth.
I buck under him, thrashing and howling. My hatred for him has never burned so bright.
“Get used to this, thief,” he growls, hammering into me savagely.
I scream, his fingers tighten, and I choke. Spider reaches down, and in the next instant, he’s stuffing my panties into my mouth. The scent of my musk and the feel of the sopping wet cloth makes my head swim and my clit throb.
He pounds into me harder, and I let out muffled wails, muted and useless and hot as all heck.
Spider growls his pleasure as if the sounds I’m making are turning him on even more. “You’re never getting away from me.” His hand clamps over my mouth, trapping my panties inside. “This is all you’re good for. Taking me up your ass.”
The possessiveness, the utter debasement in his voice is too much. A few more thrusts and I shatter, coming apart with a thrash and a scream. Spider thrusts wildly and then roars in release.
Panting hard in my ear, he yanks my panties from my mouth, then lifts up long enough to let my arms slide free before slumping against me again. “Fuck. I didn’t expect it to be that damned good. Wow.”
Shock renders me speechless, and I lie there, numb and reeling, trying to get a grasp on a world that seems to have turned upside down.
For a long time, Spider lies slumped against me, his cheek hot against my back. His arms slide around me in what feels like a parody of affection.
It hits me what I’ve done, and shame swallows me in its depths, mixing with heated loathing for him. He said this was all I was good for. My eyes sting with hot tears.
“Can you get off me now, please?” I snap, livid.
“No.” The inflection in his tone tells me he’s grinning. The deep satisfaction