Page 42 of The Invite (The Massacre Ball #1)

A carnal flush appears on her sharp cheekbones. Her hair makes a halo as she lays half naked on the leather seat.

My dick throbs in anticipation as she tortures us both by stalling.

I can sense the battle ensuing in her pretty little head. The dark side wants to please and give in to the corrupt lust while the rational part whispers it’s wrong to desire the devil.

“Now,” I growl, becoming the monster so she doesn’t have to make the choice. I’ll take the brunt of the guilt that’ll lay heavy on her if she gives in of her own free will.

My vicious voice puts her into action and she raises herself to tentatively reach for my belt and unbuckle it before pulling it through the loops. The zipper makes a loud noise as her fingers lower it slowly.

I’m so hard I can pound nails in the wall, especially when her hand grazes the crown of my cock. I don’t miss the fresh arousal coating my wrist or the clenching of her pussy and asshole as she obeys my filthy demand.

“Faster, little prey.” Impatience bleeds into my tone.

My jeans are shoved down. A groan rumbles from my throat when her soft and unsure hand dips inside and wraps around my length. We both stare as she tugs it out from my boxers. Her grip slackens and falls in fear at the size, making it slap on my lower abs.

I seize her wrist and force it around my shaft with my other hand, though her fingers barely meet.

“See what you do to me?” I grunt angrily. Using both our hands, I stroke from the head to the base and up again. Swiping at the precum moistening the slit with the hand I had buried inside her, I rub it crudely on her lips. “Taste us.”

Her tongue automatically peeks out to lick all over, not missing a single drop.

“Greedy little whore.” I shove the same fingers into her mouth and to the back of her throat until she chokes and sputters, saliva dribbling down her chin.

My dick swells as I keep pumping our joined hands and watch her beautiful face become a filthy mess.

Trailing my spit-covered fingers down the slope of her throat, I bring it to her pussy and insert them savagely.

“Oh god!! Mhmm,” she moans, lifting her hips to meet every thrust.

“Fucking watch,” I bark.

Her lusty eyes drop and she clenches at the sight, becoming mesmerized.

“While you lay in a peaceful slumber, I did this. I fucked my fist at the vision of your naked body in your bed. I stared at your pink pussy still dripping with your cum, the shape of your red nipples while imagining all the ways I’ll fuck you.”

She moans and strokes my shaft faster after tightening her grip. I pull mine away, letting her take over. Her palm looks tiny against my veiny girth.

“It made me hard that I could do anything to you without your permission. I could tie you up spread-eagled and claim your virgin ass until you finally woke up with my dick inside you.”

“That’s wrong, Augustus.”

“Is it?” I slap her pussy with my free hand. She squeaks in pain. The sound mixes with the wet noise. “I can feel you dripping and sucking my fingers deep, Nessa. Would you like me to do that the next time I slide into your bed?”

“Never.”

“Lie and I’ll punish you by keeping you on your back till sunrise.”

I pinch her clit to emphasize my threat when she bites down on her lip, not answering.

“Yes,” she whispers so low I almost don’t hear it.

“Wanna know what else I did?”

“Yes… Please.”

I push her down flat on her back and move her hand away to wrap my own around myself. She grabs my biceps instead. Spreading her drenched folds, I grab the base of my cock and rub the crown up and down her slit.

A half moan, half sigh falls from her lips at the first contact of our intimate parts together. Well, the first she doesn’t remember. I swirl the tip in her wetness, suppressing the urge to fill her up.

“August…” She clutches my arm, silently begging me to go faster.

“I only wanted to come on you,” I confess, flattening the top of my shaft between her juicy lips and thrusting to hit her clit. “But then I couldn’t resist. I craved more, I needed more.”

“Shit… Mhmm.”

“So I took it.” I grind harder once before poising the tip at her opening. “And I didn’t stop until I stole a little more to keep me sane.” I force the fat crown in, stretching her tight hole. “Just like this.”

“Oh god!” Her lashes flutter as she lifts her head to stare between her thighs. “How could you? I hate you.”

“Then tell me to pull out.” I pump the rest of my length, squeezing every time I reach where I’m resting inside her so my precum squirts in her little hole.

I pause, peering up at her as indecision flares high in her expression.

I give her a good long minute, idly massaging my cock before I tease, “Can’t say it, can you? ”

“If I had a knife now, I wouldn’t hesitate to stab you,” she threatens.

Possessiveness pools in my gut and I smirk at her.

She’s so going to be mine.

Two corrupt souls against the world.

“All I hear is you match my depraved cravings. Instead of running, you keep crawling back for more.”

“The only one who keeps crawling back is you, Augustus,” she sasses.

I don’t deny it. “And I’ll never stop.”

Slipping out, I push inside again. Her hole makes a wet sucking noise and wraps around the purple head. “You’re not the boring little good girl you pretend to be, teach. I will uncover all your secrets, starting with the one Anonymous holds over your head.”

Before she can deny it with more lies, I pinch her clit. She gasps and tightens around me painfully, sending heat to my groin.

The animalistic side of me roars to sink all the way inside and claim her. Somehow, I keep the urge in check.

She’s too goddamn wet. Hot. Tight like a glove.

I force her right hand around my shaft. “Make me come.”

“Not inside me,” she begs, sliding her fingers up and down.

“I will decide.”

“August… you can’t.”

“I told you to get on the pill,” I growl, shutting her up by tapping her clit with my thumb until the pleasure overpowers her ability to speak.

The windows fog with our rough pants. Greedy hands pumping and stroking each other, too far gone to care.

The muscles in my legs bunch and tense as I fight the need to come. But her grip feels too good. It becomes bolder and rougher until my balls pull taut. Pressing against the backs of her thighs, I raise then push them down.

The maneuver slides another inch farther in her pussy.

Both of us groan.

“Harder, Nessa,” I rasp. “Show me how much you love my dick. How badly you want every single inch deep inside you. How you want it to hurt when I stretch your cunt.”

She trembles and obeys, never taking her hooded eyes off. I give a hollow thrust and pull out. Her hand keeps pumping and she slides me against her folds.

“Rub it around your clit.”

I shudder and leak more precum.

She spreads it all over and I come close to losing it when she pushes the head of my dick inside her. Her lips part and she makes an ecstatic noise in the back of her throat. Bliss crosses her features.

I bend, cup her jaw, and slip my thumb in her mouth.

Staring under her lashes at me with wickedness, she circles it with her tongue and sucks. There’s not an ounce of fear in her depths as she stares back boldly.

“You’re gonna come, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she moans around my thumb.

She gives in to me only when she’s at the peak of her sexual pleasure. Only her body’s desperate need guides her.

“You’re my little whore, Miss Nessa,” I possessively say. “Your cravings are mine to satisfy. Nobody else gives you this. Do you understand?”

“Yes!” she cries, nodding sweetly.

“Squeeze me tighter,” I command, nuzzling my nose against her cheek. “I’m two seconds away from burying to the hilt and filling you with my cum.”

I nuzzle my head against her neck and bite down to stop from doing what I said. Her fist becomes slippery as she pumps my shaft like an obedient slut.

“Fuck! Just like that,” I groan, caressing and digging my nails in her flesh.

“August,” she whimpers.

Lifting my head, I ask, “Are you going to come?”

Her pussy clenches just as she nods. Rising off her body, I slap her hand away and switch our positions into a sixty-nine. Her mouth opens with a yelp and I thrust my cock in her throat.

A choking noise vibrates up my length just as I lower my head and close my lips around her swollen nub.

Her orgasm rains down, triggering my own, and I erupt in her mouth.

She greedily swallows my seed while I drink down her creamy cum. I suck every last drop like a thirsty man while rocking in and out of her throat.

The moment I finish, clarity returns and I slip out from her.

She lays there panting, looking so divine and sated it hurts my chest.

I tuck my dick away and zip up my jeans.

“Come back home tomorrow, little prey,” I order her emotionlessly, making her startle. Soft and confused eyes glance at me. When she sees my expression, her face falls. The blissfulness cracking. “Don’t make me come find you.”

Wrenching open the door, I get out and find Maverick in his car at the end of the street. I slide inside but don’t let him start. Not until after Nessa drives away in the SUV. I hate the part of me that thought maybe she wouldn’t go to Ace.

Tonight, I wanted to mark her.

Instead, she left her imprint on me.