Page 49 of The Deception You Weave

His giant hand roughly grabs my breast, kneading it in the most painfully delicious way.

"Oh God," I whimper when he pinches my nipple hard enough to hurt.

My core throbs for him as he continues.

"Did I say you could enjoy this?" he barks, pinning me against the tree at my back with his hips, allowing me to feel his hardness at my stomach.

"Kane," I moan as his other hand joins in, teasing me until I wonder if he'd be able to get me off from this alone.

"No," he barks. Although I have no idea what he's telling me not to do. Enjoy it?

Lowering down, he bites the side of my breast, making me scream as the burn from his teeth turns the entire top half of my body hot.

My fingers find his hair and they twist until I know it hurts. I want to say I'm holding him in place as he laves at my breasts, but I don't think I could actually pull him away right now if I tried.

"Oh fuck," I breathe as his teeth sink into my nipple. Pain blooms, my entire breast throbbing, making me wonder if he just bit the fucking thing off. But then I forget all about it as his hand pushes inside my bottoms, finding my soaked pussy.

"I told you not to fucking enjoy this," he murmurs against my breast.

"No, you didn't," I say between my heaving breaths. "Fuck," I cry as he pushes two of his fingers inside me. Rubbing at my walls and reaching up to find my G-spot. "Shit, shit, fuck."

His mouth latches on to my neck and he sucks hard enough to break the skin.

"Kane," I cry as my orgasm crests, but before I get to fall, his fingers are gone and I'm being turned around.

"Hold on," he barks, and I reach out to hold the tree as he drags my bottoms down my legs.

My knees barely hold me up as his pants rustle behind me.

In seconds, he's kicked my legs wider and is running the head of his cock through my wetness.

A moan rips from my throat but I just manage to stop the plea that's on the tip of my tongue.

"I'm taking you fucking bare, Princess."

He surges forward before I've even registered his words.

"Oh fuck," I cry as my arms give way and my face flies toward the tree.

The rough bark grazes my cheek before he catches me, his fingers digging into my hips ensuring that he's going to replace the bruises that have only just faded from my body.

He ruts into me over and over, hitting me so deep it hurts but it only makes my release return stronger than ever.

"Kane, Kane," I chant.

"Don't. Fucking. Talk," he spits between thrusts. "All lies. Everything you say is lies."

"No," I complain, earning myself a strong slap to my ass.

"You think fixing up my car will make up for everything. Make up for everything you've done to me. All the lies, the deception, the pain."

"No, Kane. No, it wasn't—"

"Stop," he bellows, fucking me even harder until my orgasm slams into me without warning.

I cry out, although I have no idea what I actually say as wave after wave of pleasure races through me, turning my muscles to mush and making me lose my damn mind.

I'm vaguely aware of him stilling behind me before a guttural roar rips from his throat and his cock jerks violently inside me, filling me with his seed.