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Story: The ShadowHunter

It was true; she knew she’d been teasing him with the king. He deserved it, since he’d been demanding and controlling, but she didn’t think he would do something as bold as this!

Her legs dangled off the edge as he moved back to stand so he could prepare himself. He pulled her skirt over her rear while his other hand pushed her back so she was pressed against the bed, stopping her from moving.

“Geryon.”

“Tell me no!” It was another shout, his anger causing him to be louder. It made her want to roll her hips against him in welcome rather than away, the fierceness of it calling to her. “Tell me you do not want me, and I will leave.”

“I–” she started, but found she couldn’t continue.

She wanted to tell him no, that she didn’t want him at all.

She knew it would be a lie.

What do I want to do?

I came here for my sister, not for this man to enchant me.Valerie didn’t know what she wanted to do or say to him, not when truths and lies were so blurred inside her.

She wanted to say no, her mind demanding her to, but every inch of her body screamed for him to fill her. He’d sparked a fire in her, one she couldn’t seem to put out no matter how hard she tried.

“You cannot say it, can you?”

Her brows furrowed deeply in confusion.

I want him.Even though he made her angry and she thought him foolishly arrogant, she had wounded him in return.He was so angry and jealous, he threw me over his shoulder where others might have seen.

She should be frightened of him. He had her in a position where she couldn’t fight him, couldn’t get away, could do nothing but be exposed and taken.

Instead, she wasaroused,and could feel it in the ways he’d described. She was flushed and heated, and there was wetness between her legs. Even her heart rate was quick with excitement.

It was because she knew she was safe. If she really wanted him gone, she knew how to get him to leave.

Even now, he was giving her the chance to say it. He was waiting for it. It was her last chance to deny him, and Valerie shook her head.

I want Geryon inside me.Even just the thought of it made her channel quiver, made that pool at the entrance to her core grow.

“Then do not deny me any longer!” With her thighs pressed together, her legs dangling off the bed, he shoved his cock inside her from behind.

Valerie gasped at the swiftness of his body filling hers. She palmed the bed beneath her as she lost all her breath, trying to adjust to the size of him inside her pussy.

He was so hard that if it wasn’t pumping with heat, she would have thought it was made of steel. He filled her all the way to the hilt, and she could feel the head of him pressing deep against her cervix, pushing at it like he wanted to bury himself impossibly deeper.

She felt spread and filled, so much so, she doubted there was a place inside her he wasn’t touching.

“Fuck!” He shouted the word like he hadn’t expected the tight feel of her body wrapped around his.

She could feel him shuddering. The hand that had been pressing her down slipped back, and eventually, he held her hips with his palms.

Geryon groaned, holding her steady as he slowly drew back, only to shove forward a moment later.

Her core clenched around him when he slammed back in, tightening against the impact. Then he was pounding inside her, his thrusts filled with such strength, her breaths were stolen from her every time he moved. She tried to catch them when he drew back, but he was taking her with a speed that only gave her a second to breathe in.

His meaty hands dug into her skin so deeply, she feared he was bruising her hips with his fingertips. Panted grunts came from him every time he hit the end of her, and she knew he would be feeling it on the tip of his shaft.

It was a savage taking. Aggressive. One filled with pent-up lust, need, desperation. It was also filled with anger, like he wanted to punish her.

He was taking his emotions out on her, and Valerie could do nothing but take it. She felt her lungs squeezing.Cannot breathe, cannot breathe.

Even if she wanted to moan, she couldn’t. Instead, her mouth hung open, her chin resting firmly against the bed. All that came from her were shallow puffs of breath while she stared at the wall.

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