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Story: Red Lace Manor

My free hand snapped to the front of her robe, and I yanked.

The audible tear of the fabric echoed through the forest, leaving her in nothing other than the lacey red slip we dressed all our toys in.

It was tighter than normal, leaving the shiny material to ride up with every movement.

My cock throbbed in anticipation, and I made quick work of pulling it out of my pants.

She kicked and scratched and screamed, one of her nails catching my cheek. I felt as blood welled to the surface, God; I wanted her. I wanted her raw. I wanted her feral. I wanted her desperate. But, while I wasn’t above killing her, I wasn’t a monster , none of us were.

“You want me, don’t you?” My growl caused her to still.

Her eyes met mine, her pupils completely blown with a look of unbridled arousal. Maybe Seth was right about this girl being a fitting bride. She seemed to be as fucked up as us. She audibly swallowed before nodding once, after that silent confirmation, she continued fighting once more.

Which meant I had to fuck the feist out of her.

I leaned down, my tongue trailing up the sensitive skin of her neck.

She bucked against me and I didn’t miss the subtle clench of her thighs.

My teeth met her shoulder, biting hard enough to make her shriek, hard enough to mark, but not hard enough to mar.

I slid my free hand down her side, savoring the way her soft flesh caved under my touch.

The position required to reach up her skirt was uncomfortable, but not impossible.

My fingers trailed along the satin only to find it soaked with her barely contained need.

“Dirty slut.” I scoffed. “Are you seriously getting off on being hunted for sport?”

Good .

With one finger, I snapped the material of her gusset and ran my tip along her slit. I stroked myself once, causing her to jolt as my cock hit her clit.

“I’m going to tell you my name, and you’re going to scream it as loud as you can, okay?”

Lux didn’t answer me. Her pouty lips parted as her chest heaved, and I wondered if I’d scared the words out of the poor thing. But, she parted her legs just enough for me to slip in all the way .

Her head tipped back, her eyes sealing shut as she dragged in a breath.

“ Ronan .” My name sounded foreign on my tongue, like I had no business saying it. Right now, I really didn’t. “Now scream my name before I rip your jugular out with my teeth.”

She blinked up at me as if she couldn’t tell if I was serious or not. But, as I thrust into her again, she got with the program.

“Ronan.” Her whisper was sweet, but not loud enough.

I pistoned into her, rougher now. “ Louder .”

“ Ronan !”

Her scream disturbed a few birds, leaving them to vacate the area, and while it wasn’t perfect, it was a start.

I paused and her eyes fluttered open. Her half lidded gaze was full with a drunken level of heat, and I was willing to keep going until she was an overstimulated, sobbing mess right here in the middle of the forest. But, the night had just begun, and while I wanted to claim her as mine, her pussy felt too good to hoard.

“So fucking tight.” I snarled, rolling my hips more violently. “Like you were fucking made for me.”

Her tits bounced with every thrust, and in the barely there light of the moon, I could see a rosy flush creeping up her neck.

Beautiful, fucking beautiful.

Her cunt gripped my cock like a vice, and it took every ounce of self control I had to not blow my load in her right there.

“You like being fucked like a feral little thing in the dirt, don’t you?” I sunk my fingers into her hips, pulling her closer so I could get that much deeper in her.

Her legs started to shake as a broken moan exited her chest.

“You’re going to cum for me, right now,” I ordered.

Her head shook with a desperation to deny my one request, but her body betrayed her. Her thighs trembled and her chest shook like she’d forgotten how to breathe. Her fingers dug into the moss below and her hips arched.

An animalistic scream tore through her as she shivered, her pussy constricting and releasing with the beat of her heart.

I didn’t last much longer than that. Maybe two pumps if I’m being generous.

That didn’t stop me from staying buried in her, wanting to keep my cum inside as long as possible, wanting to do anything I could to mark her from the inside out.

“ Mine ,” I growled, no intention to let go.

No part of me wanted to see her go, but the night was far too young to end it here. Plus, there was no fun in round two if I didn’t chase her first. So, slowly, I pulled out.

She was a shaky mess as she rolled to her side. Her dress was still hiked up, my cum having spilled out onto the milky part of her inner thighs.

“Run, Little Light,” I commanded. “The next time I catch you, I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

Lux’s hair bounced with frantic nods as she fought onto her knees. She stumbled twice but found her feet and snatched her bag off the ground before running away on shaky knees.

Part of me wanted to follow her, but now that I had her scent, there was no getting away from me. Plus, few of our toys ventured into Solomon’s chapel, and that is exactly where Little Light was headed.