Branded (Fall of Angels #1)(91)

Because she wants me to heal myself. To get over myself …

And to restore the damage I’ve done by fucking my way back into her life.

We’re completely lost and so fucking wrong together, but there’s no other way we could survive. And I can’t fucking say no to her and those sweet eyes of hers pleading me to let go.

So I do. I let it all out on her.

I rage fuck her into the wall, banging her with everything I’ve got and more. She wants me? She’ll have me. Every fucking inch of me.

I grasp her by the hair and hold her in place. “You think you want this?” I mutter, gazing down at her watery eyes.

Still she nods.

“You’re insane,” I growl, continuing to fuck her.

“Let’s be insane together,” she says between breaths.

She’s talking too much, so I ram my cock back inside, and growl, “Keep sucking. Show me how badly you want me. Maybe I’ll reconsider.”

The worse I talk to her, the more she flicks her clit. I shouldn’t be surprised. She always enjoyed being used. Especially by the one person she should’ve hated but adores instead. Me.

Fuck. Am I one lucky man.

“Stick your fingers inside your pussy and make yourself come hard,” I say, holding her by the throat while I thrust inside. “I wanna feel it on your tongue. Moan.”

As if on cue, she moans. I know she enjoys it when I tell her what to do.

Her tongue is coated with pre-cum, but she keeps sucking and swallowing like she relishes the taste, so I keep going, burying myself deep inside her. I don’t think I’ve ever wanted her more than I do now.

And the faster I fuck her mouth, the faster she begins to breathe and finger herself. I’m sure she’s nearly on the cusp of euphoria. So I say, “Come. Now.”

Almost instantly, her eyes roll into the back of her head, and she moans. The vibrations set me off, and I bury myself inside her to the base. Her gags are like music to my ears, and with a loud roar, I come. My seed jets into the back of her throat, and I keep my dick inside until it’s all gone down.

“Swallow,” I growl, face-fucking her until I’m sated.

When I’m finally done, and she’s swallowed all my cum, I slide out of her, and she coughs out loud, wheezing too.

“Fuck …” she mutters, but I won’t give her time to breathe.

I need her to know how fucking good she is for me, how fucking much she makes me love her. So I lift her from the ground and spin her around in my arms.

“What are you doing?” she asks as I tear off her panties and throw them toward the dumpster in the corner.

“Giving you what you deserve …” I groan as I shove her up against the wall and push her skirt up. “Now show me how badly you want me.”

Before she can reply, I push my cock up her pussy. I don’t even need to hear her say the words. I already know it … she’s slippery fucking wet and so damn ready for me.

I bite my lip and fuck her hard and fast, not wanting to wait a second longer to claim this woman. This woman I can call mine.

Because fuck me, I gave her a chance to run. I gave her a chance to be safe, away from me, to live out her life in peace, but she didn’t want that. She wants the danger, the uncivilized man fucking her raw right now. Her wide-open mouth and loud moans say it all.

So I fuck her tight little pussy like I should have all along. And I kiss her neck and jawline, dragging my tongue all the way up to her ear where I nibble her lobe. She mewls with desperation, so I slide my fingers down her belly and between her slit. Her throbbing clit is still enlarged, and she parts her legs for me the second I nudge them aside. Like a meek, willing little lamb that sacrificed herself to the wolf. What a fucking messed-up couple we make. But a couple, nonetheless.

I don’t doubt it anymore. She came to me on purpose. Whether it was meant to be or not, we are here together, and that’s all that matters.

After tonight, we can leave our past behind us and focus on tomorrow. A new future. With her by my side. With her pussy right where I want it to be … around my big cock every fucking day.

God, she makes me so damn horny. I guess that’s what you get for finally falling in love with the only girl you’ve ever desired. A sweet, reckless disaster. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

So I fuck her like no other man ever has, sinking myself deep inside her until our bodies collide and it feels as though we’re becoming one. And at this moment, we lose ourselves in each other.

We both come at the same time, relishing in each other’s moans and pulsations until we’re both left breathless and with goose bumps and shivers. When I’m satiated, I pull out and swiftly turn her around in my arms, pressing my lips to hers.

She tastes even better now. Better than she ever has. Like a weight has lifted off my shoulders and all that’s left is complete and utter bliss. And I don’t even give a damn that the fire is still smoldering behind us and that my papa’s shop is probably destroyed because of my decision.

It was all for a good reason. Her.

The only girl I ever wanted. The only girl who will accept me for all the broken pieces I am.

In her eyes, I find my peace.

On her lips, I find my end.

When our lips unlock, I’m sure of it. “I love you, Dixie Burrell.”

She pauses and stares at me for a few seconds, frowning. “Really?”