The Devil's Due by Vivian Lux Read Free Book Online

fullness. My pussy was sore and bruised, battered from the pounding it had received at my initiation. But with the first surging thrust, it welcomed Cade’s cock home with a flood of wetness inviting him in.
    Cade felt my desire and began to move quickly above me. He bent his golden head to meet my lips with his once again, but this time, he threaded his strong fingers through my wildly tousled hair.
    Ending the kiss abruptly, he threw my head back onto the mattress, pinning me down by my locks. I was completely immobilized and he took his pleasure ruthlessly.
    With each surging thrust of that massive cock, he let out a grunt. His eyes were squeezed shut, lost in the pleasure he was taking from me. I held on to him tightly, willing him to go deeper.
    He sank his cock into me up to the hilt, and I briefly wondered if he would split me in half with the force of his pounding. But I wanted more. I wanted to feel him everywhere inside of me. I closed my eyes and just let him have me.
    “I’m yours now, right?” I panted.
    His only answer was a growl, but he nipped at my neck, biting me quickly and painfully.
    “Please say I’m yours,” I begged.
    His thrusting became faster, angrier. He was fucking me furiously, demonically even. I didn’t care anymore about what he said.
    “I’m yours! I’m yours! I’m yours!” I bleated with each thrust of his cock.
    My words dissolved into mindless shrieks as the second wave crashed through my body. I was wrenched violently off the precipice and spilled headlong into a punishing orgasm. My sight blurred and tears came to my eyes.
    I barely had time to recover before Cade pulled out of me. I moaned at the loss, but my voice was stifled as he knelt above me and jammed his cock into my open mouth. His grunting crescendoed into a roar as he jerked himself furiously.
    I opened my mouth wider, and the first hot jet hit the back of my throat at such a velocity that I nearly choked. The second spurt painted my face, and I licked my lips. Recovering quickly, I lifted my head and sucked hungrily at his twitching cock, slurping up every last drop.
    HIs narrow hips pumped in and out of my mouth a few more times, then he shuddered to a stop. He looked down at me and I smiled eagerly.
    He let out a breath and then swung his leg over my head. He rolled over to lie sideways in the bed next to me, his long legs hanging over the edge of the mattress.
    The sun was going down outside the mustard-yellow shades and the light in the room was fading. But there was still enough left for me to see each shimmering hair on his body as I nuzzled up to him.
    He moved his arm and I snuggled into his armpit, resting my head on his shoulder like a pillow. I listened to his strong, rhythmic breath as it slowed and watched his beautiful cock twitch and contract until it rested against his thigh as if exhausted.
    Who was this man? This was the second time I had slept with him in the same day; the second time he had possessed me fully and left me breathless and panting and longing for more. He was a biker; that much I knew. And it was clear he was dangerous. Yet he had cared for me tenderly when I had fainted, and then he had concentrated fully on my pleasure before taking his own.
    I was confused. I pushed my head up to look at his profile. His eyes were closed and the normally tense muscle along his jaw line was relaxed. This was the best time I could think of to try to find answers. I figured I should probably start small, though.
    “What’s your last name?” I asked carefully.

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    H e breathed out and the muscle at his jaw twitched. I wondered why such a simple question would make him angry. I moved to pull away, but he held me firmly.
    “I guess it’s Turner,” he finally replied.
    “You guess?”
    “That name hasn’t done me much good.” The tone in his voice was odd, almost like resignation. Resignation and deep, profound sorrow.
    Without even knowing why, I felt tears prick at the corners of