CHAPTER 35
Arlo
I knew she was pushing for a fight and I couldn’t help rising to the bait. She didn’t think we wanted her? I’d show her just how wrong she was. I’d fuck some sense into her and then maybe I’d be able to think clearly again without seeing red like a fucking bull over the idea of another man seeing her in a fucking tank top. I knew I was being ridiculous but just the thought of Maxie looking elsewhere for pleasure because we wouldn’t accept her insane surrogate plan made me crazy.
I straddled her body and yanked her arms over her head with one hand, pinning them there so I could grasp her face with my free hand. I saw her start to shout at me and pushed two of my thick fingers into her mouth. Rubbing them over her tongue, I growled as I watched her pupils blow out with desire.
“You need some attention? Is that what this was? Are you feeling neglected while we’ve given you time to think and recover from how hard we took you? Well, sweetheart, you got my attention and I never want to leave you feeling neglected.” I pushed my fingers deeper and felt the sharp sting of her teeth sinking into them. It just made me burn even hotter. Yanking my fingers free, I bent down and kissed her hard. It wasn’t a sweet kiss in any way. I took her mouth roughly and didn’t give her time to catch up.
I needed both of my hands for what I wanted next so I sat up and looked around for something to use to get her hands out of my way. I noticed just how little she had in the room and made a note far in the recesses of my mind to remedy that. Seeing nothing, I yanked at my belt instead.
Maxie’s eyes widened. “What are you doing with that?”
Ripping it free from my pants, I pulled the leather end through the buckle and slipped the loop over her arms before pulling it tight. She struggled but she was no match for me. I leaned over her and roughly tied the belt to her headboard. If she yanked hard enough, it’d come free, but the sight made me realize I wanted to buy a set of real restraints to use on her.
Maxie tugged at her hands and glared at me.
“Let me go, Arlo!”
I pulled out my pocket knife and watched her face as I lowered it to her tank top. I didn’t want to scare her, no matter how far gone I was. Instead of fear, though, I saw a wildfire staring back at me. Cutting her top and bra off, I closed the knife and threw it away from us.
I closed my mouth over the top curve of her tit and sucked until I knew she’d be marked. She shifted her hips under me but she wasn’t trying to get away. She was doing her best to rub herself against me. Her nipples were hard little dark pink buds waiting for me to taste but instead I pinched them, rolling them between my fingers until Maxie cried out. I was still angry, still boiling over the idea of another man seeing her.
“Please, Arlo.”
I gripped the top of her jeans and ripped them open, sending the button flying.
“Please, what? What do you want, little one? You want me to stop and untie you so you can go down there and find a man who will never be able to fuck you like I do and who will never feel for you an ounce of what I feel for you? Is that what you want?”
She lifted her hips for me when I jerked her jeans down her legs.
“No!”
I threw her boots across the room and followed them quickly with her jeans before grabbing the front of her simple cotton panties and ripping them off.
“Then what?”
She moaned when I roughly spread her thighs and held them to the bed, leaving her exposed and open to my starving eyes. She was so wet already that her pussy shined for me. She tugged at her arms harder and tried to twist her hips.
“I need you, Arlo. Please!”
Pressing one hand into her lower stomach to hold her down, I moved the other to her wet lower lips and smeared my fingers with her juices before pressing them against her mouth.
“Open and suck them clean. Taste just how needy you are for me.”
She sucked my fingers and rolled her tongue over them while making soft little moans until I pulled them free. Her head lifted to follow my hand but I growled and she dropped back to the bed.
“I need you, Arlo.”
“Say it. Say what you need.” I wanted to hear her sweet lips utter filth. “Tell me, Max.”
“I need you to…fuck me. I need you to fuck me, Arlo. Please!” Her face and chest flushed red as she said it but her eyes were locked on mine, making it clear just how much she wanted and needed me.
“Just as long as you realize that this body is mine.” I was being cruel, pushing for more than she was ready to openly give, but I was starving for her life as much as I was for her body. I wanted everything. I let her watch as I opened my jeans and pushed them down enough to free my cock. Then I stroked myself over her as she watched.
“Tell me what I need to hear, baby.”
Licking her lips, Maxie’s gaze flicked from my face to my cock until finally she let out a desperate cry and nodded.
“I’m yours. I’m yours, Arlo.”
Wedging my hips between her open thighs, I held her gaze as I thrust my full length into her. Her wet heat squeezed my dick so hard that I lost my breath.
“Fuck, Maxie. You’re mine. You belong to us. We own this pussy. Do you hear me? Tell me. Say the words right now.”
Maxie’s back was arched deep as she strained between her bound hands and my cock impaling her. Her tits swayed as she took shaky breaths and blinked away tears. Her voice shook as she gave me what I wanted, using words I was sure she’d never uttered in her sweet life.
“You own my pussy.”
My cock jumped inside her, the words so dirty and perfect.
“Again.”
She wrapped her legs around me.
“You own my pussy.”
I moved my hand to press my thumb over her clit.
“Louder.”
She let out a frustrated cry and then screamed at me.
“You own my pussy! Please, Arlo! I need you to move! Please!”
A dark satisfaction filled me at the idea of the men outside hearing her scream for me. It drove me like the hounds of hell nipping at my ankles to give her what she wanted. I moved. Pulling out until her core clamped down on just my tip and then thrusting so deep and hard that the bed creaked. Bracing my arms on either side of her head, I watched her face as I fucked her hard. It was rough but I couldn’t stop. I needed to hear her scream and I needed to know she knew as well as I did that she was never going anywhere. She was home.
Maxie came hard once, twice, and a third time before I couldn’t keep up the brutal pace. The headboard rammed against the wall over and over and that sound mixed with her cries of pleasure filled my head until I was hanging on by a thread. My balls tightened painfully and I was so close to coming that my entire body clenched as I held off. I just needed one more thing from her.
“Tell me you’ll stay.”
Her eyes filled with tears but it didn’t stop her from coming again. She sobbed my name as she shook with the strongest orgasm yet. I fought against my release even as her pussy squeezed and pulsed around my cock. She didn’t say the words I needed to hear.
I let out a frustrated growl and pulled out. My cock was coated in her come and was an angry red color but I gritted my teeth and shoved it back into my jeans. I quickly freed her hands and checked them to make sure they were okay before backing away.
She sat up, her eyes wide.
“You didn’t…”
I grabbed my shirt and yanked it over my head.
“No. And I won’t. You want something from me? Well, I want something from you, too. I don’t accept that you want to leave us. If you’re telling me right now that you’re willing to stay until you give us a baby, I’m telling you that I’m not coming in your sweet little pussy again. I’ll hold onto you for as long as I can, no matter the cost to me.”
Her mouth dropped but I didn’t give her a chance to respond before I unlocked the door and left. I went straight to my bathroom and locked myself in for a long, ice cold shower. It didn’t help the pain in my balls or the ache in my chest.