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Willow

I tossed and turned, unable to get comfortable in bed from where myscars still felt like they were burning. I’d taken a cold shower, hoping that would help cool my inflamed skin, but it didn’t help.

Knowing sleep wouldn’t come, I laid on my stomach, my head buriedin my folded arms as I waited for James to come to the room and inevitably demand to have sex with me.

Although maybe he wouldn’t. It’d been hours since he’d found me inthe hallway with his mom, maybe he didn’t want to share a bed with me and had found somewhere else to sleep. It wasn’t like we had ever shared a bed before, why would tonight be any different?

Trying to ignore the stabs of pain in my back, aggravated by thenightdress I was wearing, I let my mind wander to the moment I ran into James’ mom.

I didn’t know who she was when I first saw her. She’d come out of aroom, and I’d asked her if she could tell me where James’ bedroom was. She’d spun around, her eyes widening as if she’d seen a ghost as she took me in.

I hadn’t been prepared for her to suddenly bolt toward me, her mouthopening and noises falling out, none were comprehensible, but I was certain she was trying to tell me something. What though, I had no clue.

When I couldn’t grasp what she was trying to say, she grabbed me infrustration, pushing me back against the wall, and sending fire burning through my body, taking my breath away.

I tried to ask her to let me go, but she kept repeating the same noiseas if she was desperate for me to figure out what she was saying.

Of course, when James found us, he blamed me for upsetting her.It was, perhaps, the strangest interaction I’d ever had, and I hoped I wouldn’t have to see James’ mom again. The wildness in her eyes unsettled me, more than Eric or Elijah had at dinner.

Doing my best to push James’ mom from my head, I closed my eyesand waited for sleep to come, but the door swinging open, and slamming against the wall loud enough to wake the whole house, had me bolting upright, trepidation instantly flooding my body.

Like a hurricane, James swept into the room, fury rolling off him inwaves. I’d never seen him look so mad. He marched toward the bed, his customary snarl on his lips.

“Mouse!”he bellowed.“I won’t be fucking mocked, not by that cunt ofall people!”

My brows furrowed in confusion, but even if I was allowed to ask whathe was talking about, I wouldn’t have had time to get the words out. Like he’d done on occasions before, James grabbed my ankles, and pulled me down the bed, the burning in my back dulled only by the fear gathering in my bones.

I braced for him to flip me over and thrust inside of me,knowing that this would hurt more than any time before, but it didn’t come.

Not yet, anyway.

Instead, James ripped his shirt off, having ditched his bow tie andjacket somewhere. Without meaning to, my gaze trailed down his body, admiring his defined pecs, and sharp six-pack, along with the enormous tattoo.

The monster was an adonis.

James crawled on top ofme, his mouth hovering an inch above mine.“The worst fucking part is that he’s right,”he snarled, his eyes darting between mine as his features twisted in disgust.“I should know what my wife’s cunt tastes like, and I should fucking know what she sounds like when she comes on my cock.”

What?

Before I could comprehend his words, James’ mouth crashed downon mine, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth and dominating mine as his hand roamed up the side of my body.

Between my legs, my core began to throb, especially when I feltJames’ cock hardening against my stomach.

Tearing his mouth from mine, James slid down my body beforebunching up my nightdress to my waist, discovering that I wasn’t wearing any panties. He grabbed the insides of my knees and yanked my legs apart, exposing my aching pussy to him.

“That prick is out of his goddamn mind if he thinks I’ll ever let himnear your cunt, Willow. You belong to me. Every. Single. Fucking. Part of you,”he growled, his breath brushing over my heated skin, and the faint scent of whiskey hitting my nostrils.

Taking me by complete surprise, James dropped to his stomach andhe buried himself between my legs. A second later, his warm tongue stroked up my slit before twirling around my clit, and sending a sharp pang of pleasure directly to my core.

“Oh,”I breathed before I could stop myself, my fingers fumbling tograb the bed sheets. I’d never felt anything like the way James’ tongue felt flicking against the sensitive bud.

He swiped his tongue against me once more as his mouth moved tomy entrance, his tongue circling it before he plunged it inside of me. My back bowed off the bed, the burning long forgotten as my body clenched deliciously.

“Fuck, Mouse. I promised myself I would never eat your cunt becauseI knew the second I got a taste, I’d be a fucking addict,”he said, before spearing me with his tongue again.

Letting go of one of my knees, James roughly thrust two fingersinside me as he once again licked his way back up to my clit, sucking it between his lips as his fingers moved in and out of me.

“I’m going to make you come, Mouse. I’m going to make you come sofucking hard. And when you do, I want you to scream my name so damn loud that everyone in this house knows who owns your pleasure. Understand?”

“Yes, Mr. Carter,”I replied breathlessly, barely able to form the wordsas his fingers hit a spot deep inside of me that pushed me towards the brink of a cliff edge.

Without warning, James bolted onto his knees, reaching forward towrap a hand around my throat, squeezing hard enough to take my breath away.

“James,”he barked.“My name is James, and it’s the only nameyou’ll ever say when you come.”

He slammed his mouth down on mine again, allowing me to tastemyself on his tongue. The ache between my legs grew stronger and wetter as his tongue twirled with mine, and I wanted nothing more than to beg him to move back between my legs and relieve me of the unbearable ache that had settled there.

Pulling his mouth from mine, James yanked my nightdress up andover my head, his mouth latching onto one of my erect nipples when my breasts were free, flicking it several times with his tongue before he kissed his way down my body and back to my core.

When he sucked my clit into his mouth, I couldn’t stop a gasp frombreaking free.“Oh, god!”

James slapped my pussy hard, the bolt of pain mixing with pleasure.“What the fuck did I just say, Mouse? You say my name, and my name only.”

“I’m sorry…James,”I panted, my hips rolling in desperation for histongue again.

“Better, Mouse. Now be a good girl, and come on my tongue. Anddon’t forget to use your fucking voice for once.”

His tongue went to work, lashing against my clit as he shoved a thirdfinger inside, stretching me as he thrust them in and out of my pussy. When his teeth scraped against my sensitive bud, it was enough to push me over the edge.

A feeling of euphoria I’d never felt before crashed through me asstars flashed in my eyes, my entire body turning to jelly.

“James!”I squeaked his name, my fingers aching from where Igripped the bed sheets so tightly, and as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through me, it took my breath away.

I squeezed my eyes closed, letting myself enjoy the peace I felt atthat very moment.

When my soul returned to my body, and reality crashed down aroundme, it was to find James on his knees between my spread legs, he’d removed his pants, and was stroking his hard cock, his eyes blazing fiercely with heat.

“I’ve changed my mind, Mouse,”he panted as his hand slowlypumped his length.“Hearing you come should be for my ears only. It’s too fucking precious to be shared with anyone else.”

He let go of himself, and grabbed my ankles, lifting my legs up to restmy feet against his shoulders. Lining himself up at my entrance, James held my gaze, and with one brutal thrust of his hips, he slammed inside me, his eyes closing as ecstasy washed over his face.

“Ah!”I cried, unable to hold back as my sensitive core stretched toaccommodate him.

“Fuck, Willow. I’ll never get enough of how damn good your cunt feelswrapped around me.”

His fingers dug into the soft skin of my thighs as he began plowing inand out of me, his balls slapping my ass every time he entered me. Pressure built deep in my core, and the feeling that I was once again going to fall off the cliff’s edge began to consume me.

“Oh, god,”I groaned when James increased the speed of hispistoning hips, pounding furiously into me.

Abruptly, he grabbed my knees and yanked my legs apart so hecould lower himself down, but he hooked his arms under the backs of my knees, pulling them up to my shoulders so I was almost folded in half.

“Don’t make me tell you again, Mouse. You say my name. Not god,not Mr. Carter. My fucking name,”he snarled, his eyes wide and manic before capturing my mouth again.

With the way he’d angled my body, and with the way he wasdominating my mouth, I could hardly breathe, but all that seemed to do was add to the pressure building in me.

Without realizing, my hands found his solid chest, my fingertipsskating over the point where his heart hammered as fast as mine. He continued to pound into me, seemingly unaware that I was touching him.

“Please, James,”I whined when he tore his mouth from mine.

I wasn’t sure what I was pleading for, whether it was for him torelease me so I could get air into my lungs, or for him to relieve the intolerable ache that had settled within me. Either way, he smirked, his eyes dancing with malice.

“You need to come, Mouse?”he chuckled darkly, all the while, hecontinued his relentless thrusting.“Beg me for it then, Willow. Beg me to make you come.”

Helpless to deny his order, my voice shook.“Please, James. Pleasemake me come.”

“Fuck, Mouse. I hate how much I love hearing you beg.”

Letting go of one of my legs, he moved his hand between us, findingmy clit, and brutally rubbing it. With another few thrusts, the pressure deep inside me erupted.

“James,”I breathed, barely able to get his name out as my entirebody froze from the bolt of intense pleasure that hit me with a lightning force.

My core clamped down around James’ cock, causing him to spill hisload inside me, his body shuddering. Under the palm of my hand, his heart raced, just as mine did.

When he finished emptying every last drop, he stayed inside me aswe regained our breaths, instead of pulling out of me and storming away like he usually did.

“Christ, Willow,”he said, his voice a husky whisper, and his eyesalight with awe.“I didn’t think your cunt could feel any better, but now I know what you feel like coming around my cock.”

I hated James, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy the wave of pridethat coursed through me at his words.

He finally pulled out, our combined release leaking out of me. Jamesswiped it up with his two fingers before shoving them in me.“Don’t want to waste any, do we?”he said, a salacious grin playing on his lips.

For reasons I’d never understand, my heart galloped faster at the wayhe was grinning down at me.

Once he was done pushing his come back in, he collapsed on thebed next to me. I lay still, my entire body rigid with tension as I wondered what I was supposed to do. Surely he wasn’t going to let me sleep next to him?

“Relax, Willow,”he said softly, a tone so unlike him.“I’m not going tomake you sleep on the floor if that’s what you’re worried about. Besides, I’m not done making you come yet.”

James made me come another three times using his fingers, hismouth, and his cock. I’d never experienced pleasure like it, and I found myself hoping that he would make me come every time he fucked me.

When he made me come, I didn’t feel like I hated sex with him at all.

Exhausted, we fell asleep, and for the first time in a long time, I slept soundly and peacefully, despite the monster lying next to me.

Waking as the sun began streaking in through the open curtains, Isnuggled deeper into the hard pillow I was resting my head on, not ready to wake just yet. Arms tightened around me, holding me closer to a warm body, and I couldn’t stop the contented sigh from escaping as I relaxed back into sleep.

“What the fuck?”James roared suddenly, ripping his arms out fromme, and shoving me away, his mouth twisting into a disgusted sneer as he glared daggers at me.

“I…what?”I asked, my voice laden with sleep as my confused braintried to comprehend why I had just been tugged from the pleasant sleep.

James pounced on me, shoving me onto my back and gripping myjaw to hold me still.“I said, what the fuck are you doing? Fucking cuddling into me like we’re some happily married couple,”he snapped in my face making me flinch.“I should have known that you’d get carried away and think there was more to it than me making you come.”

“No…I, that’s not-”

“You disgust me, Willow, you know that? Maybe I need to show youhow much I fucking despise you.”

He moved quickly, flipping me over onto my stomach, and pulling myass into the air. Despite being in this position more times than I could count, tears sprung in my eyes as I braced for the intrusion.

Each time he made me come the night before, I had stupidly letmyself believe things would be different between us. I’d let his words settle deep in my body, giving me hope that maybe, just maybe , he didn’t hate me as much as he made out, and something could develop between us.

“You’re nothing to me, Mouse, just a whore to fuck whenever, andhowever I damn well please. Don’t you ever forget that,”he growled, venom oozing from his tone.

Behind me, his hard cock pressed against my entrance, his fingersgripping my hips hard enough to leave bruises. But to my utter horror, James shifted, repositioning his cock at my back hole.

My entire body froze, my blood turning to ice in terror as he pressedforward, his cock pushing into my tight hole.

“No, please…don’t,”I whimpered, a sob bursting free from my lips asmy ass began to burn.“Please, James, I don’t want you to.”

Time seemed to come to a standstill as James stopped movingbehind me. I didn’t dare move, didn’t dare turn to look behind me to see what he was doing or what he might be thinking.

I didn’t dare breathe.

“Fuck,”he whispered, pulling his cock away from my ass.“Fuck,”herepeated, a little louder, this time shoving me away.

I fell forward, another sob breaking free as I scrambled into the fetalposition and wrapped my arms around my body with my legs pulled up to my chest, hoping it would be enough to protect me from the monster I was sure James would be unleashing.

“Fuck!”he roared, leaping off the bed. He grabbed his pants, quicklypulling them on, and refusing to look my way as my heart beat furiously in my chest.

He bolted across the room, stopping as he reached a mirror on thewall. Rearing back, he smashed his fist into the glass, shattering it into a thousand pieces before storming out, and slamming the door behind him.

I couldn’t move from my position. Instead, I stared at the fragments ofglass; a stark reflection of my broken heart.