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Before I can enjoy it, I rip her panties off, the fabric tearing in my fist. Her pussy’s bare and glistening and completely soaked. Liv gasps as the air hits her skin.

“Seriously?” she snaps. “Do you rip everything?”

“Only when it’s this much fun.” I grin, leaning into her.

She twists under me, sliding down just enough to take me in her mouth. Her lips move slow at first, like she’s testing how much control she can steal from me. That tongue flicks over the tip, almost teasingly. Fuck, it’s a problem.

I suck in a sharp breath and jump to my feet, threading my fingers through her hair, holding the back of her neck as she goes deeper. She chokes slightly but doesn’t back off. That stubborn, wild part of her never fucking quits. I groan, meeting her eyes as she looks up through her lashes, and everything in me nearly snaps.

“You think you’ve won?” I growl, slamming my cock deeper down her throat, giving her no chance to respond. She hums around me, and the vibration coursing through my piercings nearly undoes me.

I bend down, grip her hips, and flip her over until her thighs hit my shoulders, as I stand on my feet. She’s hanging upside down, chest to stomach, and her mouth never leaves my cock. Liv’s still sucking my cock, herhands lock on my ass for balance, not missing a stroke. Blood’s rushing to her head, but she doesn’t stop or pull away. I tilt her hips just enough to bury my face in her cunt to throw her off. My tongue draws slow circles over her clit, before sliding down to her ass. When I graze her clit with my teeth, she moans around me, and I nearly come in her mouth.

Dammit.I can’t keep this position, or I’ll blow too soon. I spin her around so her knees touch the floor and pin her down. She tries to kick, but I grab both legs and spread them wide. With her back forced to the mat, I sink into her, thrusting hard and fucking her with everything I’ve got. This is the roughest, most intense lay I’ve had, and I’m going to make sure she feels it tomorrow.

Olivia’s right on the edge, and I swear, I’ve never seen anything more fucking sexy in my life. This cage has seen some crazy fights, but I doubt it’s ever witnessed this.

I pound harder, faster, reveling in how her tits bounce with every hard thrust. “Who owns this pussy?” I growl, snapping my hips forward.

“Y-you do,” she manages.

“Who does?” I want to hear it again.

“You, sir. Fuck, you, Alessio,” she moans with pleasure.

“Good fucking girl,” I say. “You ready to come now?”

I’m so lost in slamming into her that I don’t see her next move. She somehow flips me. My back hits the ground, and in seconds she’s on top, sinking onto my cock. I sit up to grab one breast, devouring the other with my mouth, then swapping so each gets attention. She rides me hard, matching every bit of my force.

Her arms loop around my neck; she’s determined to make me lose. So, I slap her ass with both hands, loving the heat in my palms. She grinds me into the mat, then twists into a reverse cowgirl. My fingers bite into her hips, damn near leaving marks, while I watch her ass bounce over my cock.

I lean forward, sliding one hand around her waist to rub her clit. She moans, arching her back, the tension is coiling inside her. I’m too close for comfort, but I’m not giving in yet.

Within seconds, Liv’s orgasm washes over her, and she cries out, trembling as pleasure takes over. I slap her ass again, then force her onto all fours, plowing into her at a punishing rhythm. Her second orgasm crashes into her just as I feel myself slipping. I bring my hand down on her ass again, harder than ever, and she screams my name. Her pussy clenches my dick so tight it pulls myclimax out of me. I pull out just in time to mark her ass with warm ropes of come.

I collapse onto the mat next to her, utterly spent. Her face is flushed, and I brush a few strands of hair out of her face. My chest is heaving, but a smug grin lights my face.

“I win,” I pant, gloating.

“For now,” she snaps back, rolling onto her back. She’s still trembling from aftershocks, but there’s a grin tugging at her lips, too.

I let my eyes roam over her, lingering on the marks—my handprints on her ass, the streaks of come trickling down her skin.

“Don’t tell me you’re a sore loser,” I say, leaning in so my breath warms her neck and sends a shiver down her spine.

She arches an eyebrow, staying calm. “Not even close.”

“Good,” I say with a low laugh. “And don’t worry, I’ll make it worth your while tonight.” My eyes drop to her still-dripping pussy, and I slide my finger between her slick folds before pushing it into my mouth like I can’t get enough of her.

“You better,” she warns,a challenge in her tone.

“Careful,” I murmur, brushing my hand along her thigh before smacking her pussy just hard enough to make her jolt, and her tits bounce. “We both know where pushing me lands you.”

She swats my hand away, voice steady. “You’re so full of it.”

I lean closer, my face is barely an inch from hers. “Full of it? You’re the one who started this game with a man who never loses. And trust me, I’m not about to start now. Especially not when your sweet cunt is on the line.” I slide a finger over her wet pussy lips, teasing her. “I’ll be sure to keep you full tonight.”

Her eyes widen, but she masks it behind a smirk. “Wear something I can tear off.” I brush my lips against hers, just enough to quicken her pulse, then rise to my feet, offering her my hand like I didn’t just fuck her senseless in this cage.