Chapter 35 Mara

THIRTY-FIVE

MARA

Each one of the Omega Chi Kappa officers are a delicious descent into sin in their own way.

Talon is Lust. He can make people crave his touch just from his wicked smile. He uses desire as a weapon.

Jasper is Wrath. He’s a ticking time bomb of rage, loyalty, and buried pain. He’s silent but incredibly deadly.

Dredyn is Greed. He manipulates people like chess pieces, earning himself control in every way.

And his kiss is no different. It’s an ambush, a punishment, forcing me to take every ounce of his hunger for more of me. My startled gasp is swallowed whole, his tongue shoving past my lips, forcing me to take him.

His teeth graze my lower lip as he growls, “You like making me lose control, don’t you, Hellcat? You like knowing you’re the only one who gets me this rabid.”

My spine hits the shelf behind me.

I should shove him back, be angry with him for not opening up to me. But my fingers curl into his shirt instead, holding on as his tongue pushes past my lips—taking, devouring. He tastes like fire and ruin.

When he finally rips his mouth from mine, I’m panting. Lips raw, chin wet. His forehead presses to mine, both of us breathing hard in the silence.

“You have no idea what you do to me, Hellcat,” he growls.

“Then show me.”

His answering sound is a curse and a groan in one. Then, he’s on me again, hauling me from the shelf and shoving me back onto the couch.

My knees hit cushions. My skirt rides up. His eyes are dark with want. A look that terrified me back in that basement, but now, I can’t look away.

His hands search every inch of me—my throat, my waist, my thighs. His thumb presses under my jaw and I arch into it, dizzy with the pressure, with the way he controls every movement.

I don’t even notice when he shoves my skirt higher and my knees fall open under his weight. His palm drags up the inside of my thigh and I flinch, not because I want him to stop, but because it feels right.

His hand slips under the lace of my underwear and I jolt, gasping as his fingers find me already slick. His laugh is full of hunger.

“Fuck, you’re ready for me.”

The world narrows to that touch, the roughness of his fingertips circling, pressing, sliding. My hips jerk. My breath stutters. Shame and want twist together until I can’t tell which one is stronger.

He doesn’t let me look away. Instead, his other hand catches my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes as he works me open, his fingers sinking deeper, stretching me.

I bite my lip so hard I taste blood, but it doesn’t stop the sound that slips out—half whimper, half plea.

“Don’t you dare hide from me,” he snarls, pressing against my clit, working it harder. “I want to hear you.”

And I break. I moan into his mouth as he devours me again, his hand ruthless between my legs. Every stroke winds me tighter, every drag of his fingers pushes me closer to unraveling.

When he rips his hand away, I almost sob from the loss. But then he’s yanking at his belt, shoving down his jeans, his thick, veiny cock jutting out from his pants as they fall to the ground.

“You walked into the wolf’s den,” he says, dragging me down the couch until my back hits the cushions and my legs fall open around him. His hands hook behind my knees, forcing me wide. “Any last words?”

My pulse explodes; the heat between my legs floods all around me. “Ruin. Me.”

The devilish curl of his smile is all I see as he thrusts forward, his cock splitting me open in one brutal push.

His forehead presses hard against mine, as he lets out a ragged snarl.

“This tight little pussy wasn’t built to take me, was it?

Doesn’t matter. You’ll take it like a good little Omega Chi whore. ”

I cry out, my nails digging into his arms. The stretch burns. Jasper was gentle, and kind, and Dredyn is anything but. Every inch of me is filled with him.

He barely gives me a moment to adjust when he begins to move. My body fights to take him, but I welcome him entirely. “Clenching like you want it raw. You like the risk? Like not knowing if I’m gonna fuck a future senator’s brat into you tonight?”

“Get me pregnant. See how fast the Syndicate makes you disappear.” The words are dangerous only because I mean them.

He stills for a fraction and then laughs, harder this time. “Now that’s the kind of recklessness I like.”

I cling to him, nails carving red trails down his back. When he growls in my ear, it vibrates all the way through me. The world fractures. Pain and pleasure knot together until I’m crying out with every thrust.

His hand knots in my hair, yanking my head back. “Look at me.”

His hips slam harder, crueler, his cock battering deep as my body clenches around him. The sound I make is a wrecked sob, and he laughs. “That’s it, cry for me. You sound filthy when you beg without words.”

With that, I shatter, my nails digging crescent moons into his skin, my whole body convulsing in an orgasm around him. He pounds me through it, refusing to let up.

His weight crushes me into the couch as the last shudders of his release pulse hot inside me.

When he finally pulls out, I feel wrecked and messy.

He doesn’t leave, though. He stays bent over me, arms braced on either side, sweat dripping onto my chest. “Listen to me, Hellcat. Don’t ever ask about Evangeline again.

Not with me. Not with Jasper. It’ll only break him, and you don’t want to see what that looks like. ”

Before I can answer, his hand slides up, fingers gripping my jaw until I have no choice but to meet his gaze. “And Chase?” His lip curls, venom in the word. “Stay the fuck away from him.”

A bitter laugh tears out of me. “You think I can? My father, Milo, they put me in his path every chance they get. I don’t get to choose—”

“You’re wrong.” His grip tightens, the heat of him sinking into my bones. “You’re Mara Black. You could burn down their empire if you wanted. And as OCK property…” His smile is all teeth, feral. “You have all the gasoline you need for it.”

He pulls back just enough to watch my face, his thumb dragging across my swollen bottom lip, smearing blood from where I bit too hard. “Stop thinking you’re just your father’s pawn. You belong to us now. And with us, you’re a fucking queen.”

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