Page 111 of Dirty Salvation

Starved

Needing.

Hawk yanked down his zipper until he could better wrap his full angry fist around his cock, he stroked the massive erection he'd been sporting since the second he got eyes onherwaltzing her ass through the door all smiles for everyone waving like a royal fucking princess.

Pumping it harder than it had ever felt before, the grip death tight, the power in the up and down motion strong enough to make his sensitive skin sore if he kept it up for any period of time, lucky for Hawk this wouldn't take long at all, as it was, he could feel the climax begin to boil inside him, it ranged from a simmer right into volcano strong, his balls tightened, they didn't even need any play to get him there, he was already there in the twister of his climax.

It was so completely sick that it was her who did this to him. Onlyher.

Why her?

He slapped a hand to the wall to steady his body, he rode his palm the full length dragging his cock half way up his abs, pumping down faster, it was either come or …fuck.

He couldn't think of theor.

Or he'd goddamn do it.

He'd do her so phenomenally hard, just split her thighs and screw them both into her, and damn the consequences that would inevitably arrive afterward.

It would be worth it. A dark voice whispered and Hawk shut down his thoughts from going any further.

Not ever gonna happen.

Hawk wasn't a normal man, nor a man with a virtuous compass, he felt nothing most of the time, no guilt, regret, he flicked people off like gnats neither bothered nor caring about them.

Which was why it always came as a surprise he sprung a hard-on when she was near.

The hell.

He was a sicko.Degenerate.

No pain needed. No sadomasochism. Straight up fucking erection with no prompting.Goddamn her.

He was less than the dirt beneath those princess shoes. He'd always known it and still ... his cock turned to steel thinking of the smile she sent him. She was a torturer in a tiara.

The pelts of shower water soaked up the noise of his raw grunts, pleasure so acute it felt like pain racing down his spine, tightening his full balls.

Who was he punishing? he wondered. Himself for desiring her, orherfor making him want her.

Either way, he got off now or...

There was no or.He growled. Purging her from his system had become routine, something to ignore until it was so fierce within him he either fucked or he killed.

But he was far too interested in her to the point it was gonna drive him crazy if he didn't get her out of his head for good. Curious was never a sound idea where he was concerned.

Bad things occurred.

Dangerous when he wanted to invade her personal space like he had the right to without regard for if she wanted him there.

Hawklikedfear. He got off on it. Needed it. Craved the upper hand.

He pictured her now while he stroked his cock, the look of disdain she'd surely give him if he got in her face, he was an animal, why wouldn't she, if he did what he wanted to do to see if she smelled as good as he knew she would, he'd scare her.

All sweet baby innocence.

Close. Close.Closer.

His palm got rough, jerking his cock like he hated himself. He wasn't far wrong, but he needed there, he needed there so fucking bad.