Page 108 of Reckoning

My cock practically jumps out of my jeans. She’s wearing a tight pair of leggings that cling to her arse and I rip them right down the middle in my haste to get inside her.

There’s no lube. Nothing to make this more gentle, but then she said she likes pain, she said she wants me to fuck her like I’m raping her, and what rapist would take the time to lube her up?

I groan as I force myself into her. She struggles. She fights. Her hands dig into the desk and if anything, it makes me more aroused.

“Christ,” I growl. She’s just so damn tight. It takes me a good few seconds to work my entire cock in.

She’s gasping, crying, clearly struggling but I can’t stop. I won’t stop. I need this too much. I need her.

And I know she wants it.

“You can take this, Sofia.” I state. “You know you can.”

“Koen,” She sobs and that moment there, her saying my name, it spurs me on.

I grunt, thrusting my hips, fucking her mercilessly. I need to get rid of this anger. I need to purge myself, and I know the kind of redemption I’m seeking can only be achieved with her cunt.

“It’s too damn good.” I growl, “You feel too damn good.” I don’t want to blow my load too quickly and yet I’m already there, so close to coming.

I pull out only just in time and then I’m covering her back, covering her arse, growling as I pour out over her soft, delicate skin.

She pants, staying still like the good girl she is.

I force myself to take a step back but this image, this vision of her, she’s resplendent, she’s so beautiful.

She’s sniffing, trembling, her whole body is heaving.

I grab her hair, yank her head back so that she’s forced to meet my eyes.

“I’m going to ruin you, Sofia.” I growl. “I’m going to claim your body in so many depraved ways you won’t be able to move without leaking out my come. But you want that, don’t you? You’d like that?”

She whimpers, nodding her head, moving just as much as I’ll allow her.

I should comfort her. I should soothe her but, now that my bloodlust is gone, I know I have to see Colt. I have to ensure we take action. If this is what Hastings thinks, if this is some deep state shit, I need to make my own plans, I need to ensure we’re fully prepared for every and all eventualities.

So I leave her there, in torn clothes, used and in pain, and I storm down to the Ops room.

* * *

Colt is ready there,as is Reid and a few others I trust. It’s like I’m the devil himself and we’re about to wage a fucking war, we’re about to rise up from the depths of hell and wrought destruction on the realms of mankind. But then, I guess that’s exactly what’s happening.

I will destroy this city if I have to. I will destroy this damned country if that’s what it comes to. I’ll take on the entire Brethren if that ensures Sofia remains mine.

“We’re increasing all security.” I state. “No visitors. No one is allowed in without my express approval.”

Colt nods before wincing.

“What?” I snap.

“The guys won’t like it.” He states.

“Excuse me?”

“You know how they are, Friday nights they like to let loose.”

He means they like to fuck. They pretty much have a damn orgy most weeks. Do I care? Not if it doesn’t affect my business, they’re free to do as they please with their downtime. At least, they were.

“No more.” I growl.