Page 30 of Run, Little Rabbit (Blood & Bonds #1)

The thought makes my dick hard, and every movement he makes has my hips grinding into the floor trying to find some sweet relief.

His weight disappears from my back, and then he’s hauling me to my knees, putting me exactly where he wanted me in the first place.

Niki steps in front of me, looking triumphant. “ Well, look at you, baby. Don’t you look pretty on your knees.”

“Let me go this instant or—”

Niki slaps my face so hard the sting burns my cheek. My head reels. He slapped me.

Then he grips my chin, forcing me to look up at him. “ Or what?”

I can’t form a response. Shock and surprise mix with anger at his audacity. At his damn fucking nerve.

He digs his fingers into the side of my cheeks, pushing against my teeth and the joint of my jaw.

I let my mouth fall open, so he doesn’t actually break my jaw.

“ That’s it, baby. Such a good boy.”

Then he leans closer, and I think he’s going to kiss me, but he doesn’t. He spits in my mouth.

Bold as fucking brass.

He spits in my mouth .

He squeezes my cheeks again. “ Swallow.”

I do as I’m told, and he purrs again, the sound coming from somewhere deep in his chest, and I fucking preen.

He undoes his trousers with his free hand and pulls out his cock. His very big, very erect cock.

“Fuck,” I groan as he fists his hand up and down it.

My own dick presses uncomfortably against my trousers, and it frustrates me that I can’t do anything about it. It throbs to the point it’s almost painful.

Niki releases my jaw and grabs my hair instead, his fingers scraping against my skull. Electric jolts of desire zip along my nerve endings as he pulls and twists my hair.

My mouth still hangs open, and Niki slides his dick along my tongue, all the way to the back of my throat.

He stays like that for a moment, his eyes holding mine and a wolfish grin curling his mouth.

He waits until the minute my jaw completely relaxes, and then he rams his dick down my throat in one harsh thrust.

My nose brushes against his groin, and he cuts off my ability to breathe.

Fuck. I can’t breathe. Can’t fight back.

My back arches as I try to pull away, but his hands twist my hair even more. I’ve no choice but to take it.

The edges of my vision blur, my pulse pounds frantically and I’m pretty sure Niki is developing a twin.

He pulls out, and I manage one blessed drag of air into my lungs before he’s ramming himself back into my throat.

Tears roll down my cheeks, and my fingers spasm and flinch uselessly behind me.

Over and over he hits the back of my throat, forcing me to take him. There’s a look of pure bliss on his face, and it makes the pain worth it. There's some twisted part of me that revels in the pain because it’s my pain that he’s enjoying.

He pulls out again and gives me a moment to drag sweet oxygen deep into my lungs. Every breath I take burns. My jaw aches and saliva runs down my chin.

“ You’re fucking beautiful like this, Max. Seeing you such a mess is a fucking turn on.”

He swipes his thumbs through my tears; his touch is gentle, and I lean into it.

“ We’re not done yet, baby. You’re going to let me cum in your mouth, but you’re not going to swallow. Understand?”

I nod. Too lost in my own headspace to form any words.

He shoves his dick back in my mouth, and I suck. Hard enough that it hurts a little. I can tell he likes it. Breathy grunts leave his lips, and his fingers flex against my scalp.

My hips roll in the air in a pathetic attempt to find friction somewhere. Fucking anywhere .

Niki must take pity on me because he rests the heel of his boot against my cock. Fuck, I don’t even care that he’s got his filthy boots against my expensive, tailored trousers. All I care about is the blessed, sweet fucking relief.

I whimper at it, and Niki’s thrusts falter. He’s close. His teeth sink into his bottom lip with so much force it turns white. The sight of it almost has me cumming in my pants.

I suck around the top of his crown, and he throws his head back as he shoots his load in my mouth. The salty taste of him explodes on my tongue, and fuck, there’s so much of it. I have to stop myself from swallowing, but the cum leaks out the corners of my mouth and down my chin.

Niki growls as he tucks himself back into his pants. Then he fists his hands into my shirt and yanks me to my feet. Before I can even get a grip on my balance, his tongue is in my mouth, scooping up his cum and swallowing it himself. It’s the dirtiest, most depraved kiss I’ve ever experienced.

He licks his way around every inch of my mouth, making sure the taste of him is everywhere .

“Make me cum, Niki. Please.” I don’t care that I’m begging; I’m so desperate that I’m rutting my cock against his hip.

He pushes me backwards, and I stumble. “ You don’t deserve it.”

“Please. I’ll do anything.”

“ Anything?” he asks, cocking his head to one side, one blonde eyebrow arched. “ Will you apologise to Angel for being an asshole?”

“Yes,” I say through gritted teeth. Fuck, I’ll agree to anything right now.

“Okay. Come here.”

I practically run to him, and the fucker huffs a laugh. He unbuckles my trousers and slides his hand into my pants and finally around my aching dick.

I hiss at the contact, and in an embarrassingly few pumps of his hand, I’m cumming and shouting his name as I shoot my load.

“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck .” My orgasm is so intense my eyes roll back into my head, and I thank fuck Niki is holding on to me because otherwise, I’d be a pile of goo on the goddamn floor.

He holds his hand in front of my mouth, and I understand what he wants without him having to say anything.

I swipe my tongue across his palm, cleaning up my mess.

The bitter taste of my own cum hits my tongue, and it’s…

not awful. It’s sharp and mixes with the lingering taste of him, and my dick tries to rally again.

After I’m finished, Niki presses a soft kiss against my lips, and it feels so tender that it shakes me to my core. This aggressive, brutal man can be sweet for me, and there’s something rather endearing about that.

Niki undoes his belt from my wrists, and I rub the sensation back into my fingers.

“ Better?” he asks, and I realise that I do feel better. I guess orgasming really does work wonders.

“Yes, thank you.”

“ Good boy.”

I lean up and press a kiss to his lips, and it doesn’t take long for the brute to take control. I wonder if this is how Angel feels with me. This overwhelming sense of power in submission.

A sound of a cough interrupts us, and Angel stands there, a flush on his cheeks. “Don’t let me stop you.”

Niki looks from me to Angel and back again.

“I know, big guy. I know.” I walk over to Angel and take a deep breath. “I’m sorry for earlier. I was an asshole, and you didn’t deserve that.”

“Um, thanks,” Angel mutters, surprise flaring in his eyes. They drop to my crotch, and I suddenly panic that there’s some cum there or something. “Is that a boot print over your dick?”

I look back at Niki, and the maniac is smiling like a fool.

Fuck my life.