The Scotch Series: The Complete Series (Scotch #1-3) - Penelope Sky Page 0,338

and hooked them over his shoulders, compressing me deep into the mattress. He slammed hard inside me, using the springs of the mattress to push me back up and over his cock. He fucked me harder than he ever had before. “You’re wetter than you’ve ever been.”

I should be disgusted by what I just agreed to. I should be disgusted by his obsession with hurting me. But I got pulled into the darkness with him. I was a beast just like him. My captivity with Bones was a living nightmare, but being Crow’s prisoner was the most erotic experience of my life.

“Your pussy is mine.” He pressed his forehead to mine and thrust into me. “Tell me.”

My pussy took his cock over and over, growing wetter when an orgasm approached in the distance. I felt it start deep inside me and slowly creep everywhere else. An avalanche had started deep in the mountains, and the snow was slowly falling my way.

He pressed his pelvic bone against me as he thrust, rubbing my clit violently. “Tell me.”

I wasn’t his, and I never would be. But he took control over my body. He owned my reaction. He owned the way he made me come around his dick. “My pussy is yours.”

My submission made him moan deep from the back of his throat. “All mine.” He wanted to come, but he held off, giving it to me harder so I could reach the threshold at the exact same moment he did.

It crept up on me at a slow pace, but once it was near, it zoomed by quicker than the eye could see. It shattered me into infinite pieces. I fell, breaking piece by piece until there was nothing left. There was just a burning sensation between my legs. Unbridled pleasure stretched through me, sending me all the way to the stars and back. “Oh, god…” It was the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had. It actually hurt because it felt so good. It stretched on forever, multiple climaxes combining into one raging explosion. “Crow…” I locked my gaze with his and fell deeper into him, more attached than I ever wanted to be.

“Button.” He inserted himself completely inside me as he released, moaning with pleasure as he filled my pussy with his warm seed. “Fuck.” He grabbed the back of my neck and held me in place as he kept his dick shoved inside me, wanting to make sure I got every drop.

I writhed underneath him, clinging to the euphoria as it slipped away. I never wanted this feeling to end. It was phenomenal, better than the most exquisite food in the world. It was even better than freedom.

And that’s when the guilt kicked in. I was enjoying this far too much. I had a boyfriend at home worried about me, and I was getting good sex in a foreign country. It didn’t just make me a slut. It made me a terrible person.

Crow caught the change in my eyes. He saw the light leave forever. “Where did you go?”

I didn’t want to talk about it with him. I’d just told him my pussy was his. Jacob hadn’t come into my mind once. I just blurted that out without any thought of consequences. “Nowhere.”

After he showered, he entered my bedroom. I just finished applying ointment to my ass to stop the burn. My cheeks were red and covered in welts. While they hurt, I still enjoyed them. It reminded me of the fierce way he took me. And that usually made the area between my legs ache for him.

He walked to the jar sitting on the shelf where two buttons sat at the bottom. He pulled out five buttons from his pocket and dropped them inside, bringing my new total to a whopping seven.

He sat beside me on the bed, his eyes soft again. The darkness and heat had disappeared once we were finished. “You liked it. And then you disappeared. What happened?”

He was two different people depending on what time of day it was. Right now, he was the gentle and protective man I saw from time to time. He had no interest in hurting me, and he would protect me against anything. He cared about my feelings and thoughts. I loved that side of him. But I also loved the feral side too. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

He brushed my hair from my face and glided his fingers through the strands. He soothed me quietly, lulling me to