Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Her lips part, but the words she’s searching for appear to be a distant memory as she struggles beneath my wrath. Her beautiful tawny skin changes to a reddish hue.
My cock twitches at how captivating she is on the brink of suffocation. Her arms thrash, and her palms slap my face. The pads of her fingers dig into my eyes. For a moment, just a brief second, I consider walking away and letting her fall to the ground in tears of humiliation.
But that’s not what this is. This is about her having a choice, and she chooses me. But she doesn’t know that the choice she made may be the wrong one.
“Forget the boy I was. He’s dead.” I lift my hand from her throat and grip her chin, forcing her to gaze directly into my eyes. “This is your chance, Briar. If you want this, it’s my way. It won’t be sweet, and it won’t be kind. It will be rough and painful.”
My heart beats in a chaotic rhythm as I wait for her answer. She’ll always be forbidden, the poisonous fruit that will ravage my world. Fawn can’t handle me, not yet. I should walk away, but I freeze as I wait for her response.
“I need control.”
I brush my finger gently on her face. “And I’m chaos.”
“I don’t want them to take from me. You may not be gentle or kind, but at least it won’t be rape.”
My jaw tightens, and I grind my teeth so hard I’m sure I could turn the enamel into dust. I swallow my rage and fix my gaze on her trembling bottom lip. She deserves better, and if I were a decent man like she believes, I would walk away. But I’m not a decent man. I’ve wanted to fuck Briar since I was nineteen years old, and now that I’ve got the chance, hell would have to freeze over for me to walk away from her.
I pounce on her like a wild animal, caging her against the tree with one hand back on her throat, enjoying how her pulse hums under my touch. I trace the tops of her thighs with my fingers as I gaze into her eyes.
Briar shivers at my touch. She doesn’t go down slowly—she flails and kicks, her limbs working in rapid motion.
“You had your chance, Fawn. I gave you the opportunity to run. You stayed, and now you’re mine.”
Chapter 4
Ezra
(Five Years Ago)
“Everyone thinks you’re a good girl.” I grip the side of her panties and tear them. “But you’re not, are you?”
Briar wiggles as they pool by her feet. Her hips buck toward me as if her body is demanding more. She moans as I cup her hot pussy and squeeze. She doesn’t answer right away, so I pinch her labia and tug. Her scream fills the space between us, but she stops moving away.
I trail one finger through her slit and laugh. “You dirty whore. You’re dripping like a faucet.”
She pants as her hips rotate, desperate for my finger to touch the right spot. I bend my head and kiss along her shoulder to her jaw. “I want to taste you, Fawn. The flavor of your pussy on my tongue is something I dream about.
My hand reluctantly falls from her cunt, and I pull her panties from my pocket, dangling them in front of her face. She moves her head to the side, but I push the fabric to her nostrils and hold her still.
“Careful, Fawn. I wouldn’t want you to have an accident and find yourself dead.”
I press the garment firmly to her mouth and nose. She thrashes against me, which is typical for someone losing oxygen. Similar to a fish out of water. A normal person would take a step back and have remorse, but all I want to do is choke her until she passes out. I’d get off on fucking while she was unconscious.
“What do you want more, Fawn? To come or to breathe?” Her eyes widen and her lips move under my hand, but I ignore her. “You know what’s even better? Thinking you’re going to die while you fuck.” I push a finger into her, moving in and out slowly before adding a second finger and increasing my speed. “I saw a guy come once while hanging from a noose.”
Fuck, she’s tight. I add another finger to the first two, practically salivating at the idea of having her legs spread wide as I shove more into her pussy and stretch out her cunt. Get my buddies to run a train on her, and all of us fuck her at once.
“It was a club. There he was, hanging in a noose and shoving a knife into his flesh while another guy sucked him off.”
Briar winces as I work my fingers into the warmth of her pussy. The pad of my thumb circles her clit, and she bucks her hips in the air. Her eyes roll back as her body adjusts to the invasion, and I pull my fingers out.