Kings of Anarchy (Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep #3) - Caroline Peckham Page 0,140

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I laughed as Kyan grabbed me by the waist, lifting me off of my feet and throwing me down onto the bed again.

"You're enjoying this." He smirked, standing over me and shoving my legs apart. I lifted my hips, pressing my ankles into the bed as I slid further up it. He caught the backs of my thighs, tearing me back down it so my legs fell either side of him off the bed.

"It's a game I can't really lose," I said, smiling wickedly as I lifted my foot and pressed it against his chest. He pushed his weight down on it, making my knee bend up to my chest as he smirked at me.

"You can lose if I don't let you come," he mused.

"That would make you a bad husband," I panted.

"I never claimed to be a good one." He flashed his teeth at me then tore my panties off, shoving them into my mouth with two fingers.

I spat them out, turning my head and in the time I was distracted by disposing of them, he freed his cock and slammed inside me. I cried out as he filled me, shoving my leg aside so I was spread open for him and I immediately wrapped my thighs around his waist, locking my ankles and squeezing hard.

He laughed as he took me roughly, holding my hands down in the sheets above my head. He moved hard and fast, trying to dominate me and take and take, but I kept pace with him, defying him as I glared up at him. He groaned as I dug my heels into his spine and fought against his hold on my wrists.

"You're mine," he said fiercely and my body clenched around him in response to those words.

I gasped, caught between pleasure and pain, his thrusts becoming more powerful as he dared to try and finish this fast, fulfilling his own desires but not mine. Hell if I was going to let him away with that.

I craned my neck up to kiss him and the moment his mouth was on mine, his grip relaxed on my wrists enough that I knew I could get them free. I kissed him deeply and his hips slowed slightly as he fell into the slow rhythm of my tongue against his.

I yanked one hand free, throwing my fist into his jaw and he lurched backwards with a snarl of anger and lust. I took hold of my brief advantage, shoving his shoulders and forcing him to roll beneath me. I had a feeling he let me do it a little as he smirked and I pressed my knees into the sheets either side of him, riding him hard as he grabbed my hips and started controlling my movements. I reached out to caress his chest, but he slapped my hands away, his eyes dark as he half sat up and yanked them behind my back to keep me at his mercy. He ripped the veil from my hair, tying my hands in place with it and I cursed as he tightened the knot.

He continued to thrust into me, sucking on my breasts and branding me with teeth marks and love bites everywhere his mouth touched. I started to come apart, moaning his name and pressing my forehead to his as he tried to outpace me, but I kept going, sweat rolling down my spine as he pushed me to my limits.

"Fuck," he hissed as I tightened around him and tipped my head back, moaning loudly as I came and he fell apart half a second later, grunting as he finished deep inside me.

I started laughing in my victory and he rolled me off of him, his arms closing around me so I was nose to nose with him lying on the bed.

"Don't underestimate me, Kyan Roscoe," I purred, kissing the tip of his nose.

He yanked me closer by the ass, the evidence of our desire sticky against my thighs. "Never again, Mrs Roscoe." He grinned and I scowled as he untied the veil from my wrists and rubbed his thumbs over the sore marks.

I realised the guys had stopped trying to get in and I sighed as I curled up in Kyan's arms, hooking one leg over his hip. "How long are you going to keep this up for?" I asked, letting my eyes fall closed as I soaked in the warmth of his body against mine.

"How long are you going to keep refusing you’re mine