CHAPTER 6

Dominic

“See the way she just wrapped her leg around him? She looks like she’s struggling because that’s the game they’re playing. No one is allowed to play in the primal area without safe words and a class on what is acceptable and what isn’t. They know what they’re doing, Angel.”

She sucked in an audible breath when the man below grabbed his woman’s hair and tugged her under him. It seemed my little angel was intrigued by that.

“They’re getting close to breaking the game.

See the way she’s thrusting her hips back at him?

Listen to her screams. They’ve shifted, haven’t they?

Can you hear the neediness in them? It’s rough and they’ll probably both have bruises and scratches tomorrow but keep watching.

They’re going to devour each other as soon as their resolve to play breaks. ”

Sutton’s breathing changed and I could feel the rapid flutter of her heartbeat against my hand.

I could also feel the way she was squeezing her thighs together because each time she did it she pressed harder against my dick.

She watched intently as the man below pinned his woman to the ground and yanked at the little clothing she had on.

“Oh.”

I hid my smile in her hair and hungrily inhaled her almond scent. It reminded me of a cake I’d eaten in Italy one summer and I wanted to wallow in it. I moved my hand from the railing and flattened it against her stomach.

“He’s losing control. There’s only so much a man can take when his woman is writhing under him like that.”

Her hands shot up to grip my forearms but not to pull me away, just to hold them. Her breathing was damn near ragged as she watched the woman make one last attempt at getting away.

“S-she really wants him?”

The question was so quiet I would’ve missed it if I hadn’t been so tuned into her.

“Watch, Angel.”

She gripped my arms tighter and pressed her ass into my hardness as the man yanked the woman back under him and tore the rest of her clothes away.

Sutton held her breath as the man forced the woman’s head down in the grass while snatching her hips higher.

We both watched the woman reach back and grip his dick to line their bodies up.

We both watched as he brutally thrust as deep as he could go.

I brushed my lips over her neck and let my hand inch lower on her stomach.

“Tell me what you see.”

Ten sharp little nails bit in my arms.

“I-I can’t. I can’t, Sir.”

“Because you don’t want to? Or because you can’t say those words?”

She whimpered and let her head fall to one side as I gave up any pretense and raked my teeth over her silky flesh.

“The words. I can’t say the words.”

I groaned when I felt the top of her skirt. Moving as slowly as I could while keeping my sanity, I slid my hand inside, past the rough material of the letters on her shirt and over the simple cotton of her panties.

“Let me say them for you. He’s fucking her hard.

He’s fucking her like he hates her, making sure every single thrust hits as deep as he can get.

He wants her to walk funny in the morning, to remember just what he did to her.

And she’s loving it. Look at the way she arches her back and spreads her legs wider.

Listen to the way she’s screaming for him. It’s pure pleasure.”

She’d stopped breathing the moment my fingers brushed over the damp spot in her panties. Her nails were deep in my arms but I didn’t give a fuck.

“Breathe, Angel. Breathe for me.” I sucked my mark onto her neck while listening to her suck in desperate gasps. “Good girl. Lift your right leg up on the first rung of the railing.”

She didn’t hesitate. She lifted her leg and let out the quietest pleasure-filled sigh when I tapped my fingers on her clit over the damp panties.

I tugged her panties to the side and touched her hot pussy for the first time.

I was fucking sure it wouldn’t be the last. Not when it was so wet for me.

My fingers slid through her folds easily and like the greedy bastard I was, I made sure I coated my entire hand in her juices.

I wanted to savor her dripping cunt after she was gone for the night.

I wanted her scent in my nose when I fucked my fist later that night.

“Listen to them screaming. That’s the sound of raw desire and need.

He’s so lost in her pussy that a group of people could gather around him and hurl rocks at his head and he wouldn’t stop.

She wouldn’t let him stop, would she? She’s close to coming on his cock and she’d rather die than have him stop.

Her body’s tense. Her muscles are clenching and she just needs a little bit more to get there.

Just…the…smallest…touch.” I grazed her clit and was rewarded with the tiniest of moans.

Needing that sound more than I needed my next breath I fought for another.

I circled her clit and thrust my dick against her ass, letting her feel just how desperately I needed her.

I forced myself to stay away from her weeping hole, knowing she had to be a virgin.

If I got inside her, I’d want to bury my cock deep and there was no way she was ready for that.

The deviant in me slipped out and I lightly spanked her clit before stroking it again.

She went rigid in my arms and gasped. I spanked her again and nearly shot my load in my pants when her juices flooded my hand and she made a breathy little cry that sounded like my fucking name.

She came hard, shaking almost violently until she went limp in my arms. At the same time the couple below us both shouted their releases and collapsed beside each other, naturally curling together.

“Fuck, Angel. You have no idea how much I want to bend you over and sink my thick cock into your cunt. I want to hear you scream my name and beg me for it.” I gently rubbed her pussy to bring her down and then eased my hand free so I could lick her juices from my fingers and palm.

Of fucking course, she tasted delicious.

She looked back at me licking my fingers clean and then I watched as she remembered where she was.

More importantly, I watched as she remembered who she was, and in her mind that was someone who would never let a man she’d just met slap her clit into an orgasm.

She jerked away from me and moved to the other side of the deck, tucking her t-shirt back into her skirt and brushing hair from her face.

She might’ve snapped back into the prim woman she was but her hair looked like she’d just been fucked stupid.

“Let me walk you out, Angel.” I bit back a sigh. “I can tell you’re freaking out but it’d take a better man than me to regret what just happened between us.”

She curled in on herself and kept her head down as she followed me back to the parking lot.

Once she saw her car she took off at a sprint.

She was still too damn polite to just leave, though.

She stopped and waved goodbye before getting in.

I felt the strongest desire to go after her but also to praise her as I watched her buckle herself in and check her mirrors before pulling out of the lot.

She was a responsible woman and she was going to be perfect with the kids.

Leon joined me in the office later and after I told him what’d happened, he shook his head at me.

“She’ll be perfect with the kids if she shows back up. She’s not cut out for this place and everything that goes with it.”

I disagreed. I didn’t feel the need to argue with him about it, though. It’d been a good night and I felt like celebrating with a glass of scotch.

“She’ll come back.”

Theo let himself in and sat across from me, next to Leon. He held up an older phone and flashed a wolf-like smile.

“She’ll definitely be back. Next time you sneak away with her, make sure you’re somewhere with a little light.”

“How about next time I sneak away with her you just come with me?” It was always the same with him.

He wanted to watch but never play. It was fine but I worried he wasn’t finding what he needed.

Leon and I could have fun and fuck different women but Theo never joined in.

A part of me worried that he didn’t want what Leon and I wanted. Maybe he wanted to be on his own.

“Stop worrying, brother. You’re going to give yourself more gray hairs.”

I scowled at him. “Fuck off.”

“Gladly. I’ve got footage of your angel running around the club to scour through.”

Leon slowly turned his head to look at the man who’d become as important to us as we’d become to each other. We were brothers, not in blood but in every other way.

“Could be your angel, too.”

The bastard just laughed before he vanished.

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