Page 78 of Undeniably Corrupt

“Holy shit.” Her eyes pinch shut, and I hold myself still asher hands grip the headboard. “What is that? Why does it feel like that?”

“Good or bad?”

“Good. Amazing. But…”

I grin and pump up into her, rocking my hips forward and backward and bringing one of her knees up to my shoulders so she can really feel all of me. “I have a reverse Prince Albert, a frenulum piercing, and two more Jacob’s ladder piercings beneath it. That’s what you’re feeling.”

“Can I see them?”

“Not yet. First you’re going to feel them.”

With one knee on my shoulder and the other at my waist, I push up into her all the way to the hilt. My spine tingles with pleasure as she whispers my name, followed by one word.

“More.”

“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t remember your name,” I promise, my voice low and rough. “Until all you can think about is my cock inside you. Is that what you want, Angel? Is that what you’ve been missing?”

She nods, her breath coming in short gasps.

“Say it,” I demand, rocking into her without really fucking her the way she needs. “Tell me that’s what you want.”

“I want you to fuck me,” she says, her voice breaking with need. “Hard. Please, Vander.”

I pull almost all the way out and push back in with one slow, deliberate stroke that buries me completely. We groan at the sensation, her tight, wet heat enveloping me, the fullness stretching her.

“You feel so good,” I whisper, almost reverently. “So fucking good.”

I begin to move, setting a rhythm that’s neither gentle nor punishing. At least not yet. Her legs tighten at my back and hip, pulling me deeper with each thrust. I watch her face, the way her lips part, and her eyes flutter closed, only to open again andlock with mine. The connection feels almost unbearable in its intensity.

“Harder,” she urges, her nails digging into her palms above the bonds. “I won’t break.”

Something snaps inside me at her words. The restraint I’ve been clinging to, the ways I’ve been holding myself back, incinerate. I give in to the raw need that’s been building since she first tumbled back into my life. I grasp her hips, pull them up and off the bed, and drive deeper into her. Giving it to her a hell of a lot harder, just as she asked for.

“Is this what you want?” I growl, watching her tits bounce with each thrust, my hips slamming in and out of her. “To be fucked like this? To be mine again?”

“God yes,” she moans, meeting each thrust with an arch of her hips, moving as best she can despite the restraints. Only I’m the one in control. I have the power with this. I squeeze her ass, holding her body tighter as I piston wildly, ramming my cock repeatedly into her.

I reach between us, my thumb finding her clit so I can circle in time with my thrusts. Her breathing changes, becoming more erratic, and I can feel her getting closer, her inner muscles tightening around me.

Sweat clings to my brow as I pump in and out of her at a rough, hard pace that has us both breathless. I smack her tits and pinch her nipple, only to bend and cover it with my mouth. Her tits are so fucking amazing, and just like the rest of her, they’re mine now. Not for anyone else to ever see or experience again.

I press her down into the mattress, using my knees for leverage as I fuck up into her, holding her without giving her any room to move. All she can do is take what I choose to give her. “Do you like that? Do you want me to make you come?”

Her eyes pinch closed as she gives a shaky nod. “Yes. Please, I need it.”

I bite her nipple and slip my hand between us to find her clit again, working it hard and fast as I fuck her. Her thighs quiver against me, her pussy growing tighter by the second. I’m so goddamn close, I’m barely hanging on. Her cunt. Her body. Her face.Her.

“Who owns you, Liora? Who do you belong to?”

“Ah. Vander. No.”

“Yes, baby. Yes. Don’t lie to yourself, and don’t lie to me.”

She pinches her eyes closed and shakes her head. But it’s there. She feels it too.

I grin and suck on her bottom lip, pushing hard on her clit and fucking her with everything I have. “That’s right, baby. Just mine. Just for my pleasure. That’s it,” I encourage, my own release building at the base of my spine. “Show me how dirty my girl fucking likes it.”

She cries out, her body tensing beneath me as waves of pleasure wash over her. I keep moving, working her through it, watching the bliss transform her face into something almost painful in its beauty. It’s so much she almost can’t stand it, and the pressure on her clit and the way I’m fucking her doesn’t let up.