Page 13 of Untamed
“On all fours. I want to fuck my bitch hard and fast.” He spits it out like she’s offended him, and I swallow down the ball of shock threatening to erupt from me.
I’ve never witnessed anything so erotic in my entire life, not even from the videos Posy has shared with me. I heat from the inside out, and slickness gathers in my panties while I remain transfixed in the doorway.
She rolls onto her stomach, then lifts onto her hands and knees as he pumps his glorious thick cock in his hand.
A condom coats his thick length, and there’s something about him using protection with her that has delight swimming in my stomach. He clearly doesn’t have a permanent, solid relationship with her; otherwise, he wouldn’t be as cautious. Right?
Why do I even care anyway?
He slams inside her so hard she falls forward. “That’s it. Take that thick cock.” He yanks her hair, bringing her back to an all-fours position. “Up!” he demands and continues his powerful thrusts while she’s moaning. Jealousy curdles in my stomach. Something I’ve never felt before now.
Is this really what sex feels like?
Is it always so… carnal?
He stares ahead, and the action has me watching his body’s reaction closer. He’s detached. It’s like he’s going through the motions; no wonder it’s taking him so long to come. This powerhouse of a man is missing something.
My heart does a weird flutter at the concept.
Then, as if sensing me, his eyes latch onto mine in the mirror above his bed, and he jolts, losing his rhythm. A smoldering look crosses his face, his grasp on her hip and in her hair tightening, and I feel that grip around my throat, forcing me to watch as the muscles in his back flex when he slams inside her harder than ever before. “That’s it, Little Brat, take my cock,” he rasps, loud and clear, and a whimper leaves me. Lust fills his eyes as his hips deliver sharp snaps, then the most glorious sight commences when pleasure washes over his handsome features and his jaw falls lax.
He comes, with his eyes locked on me.
His body relaxes, and I take the opportunity to leave the room, but not before I hear the words whispered toward me.
“I’m coming for you, Little Brat.”
CHAPTER NINE
MASSIO
I’ve spent the entire night replaying her face. Her beautiful, tormented face. She was aroused; she wanted to be Sherrie, the escort I hired for the night from the Indulgence app, and when I called Sherrie by the nickname I’ve bestowed upon Theodora, I watched Theodora’s nipples tighten further.
My cock has been hard ever since.
Sherrie was supposed to be a hole I could fill after spending months at the ranch without a reprieve, but I’m already regretting it. I don’t feel the least bit satisfied—far from it.
I crave more.
Want more.
I want her.
When I went on my run this morning, I checked over the grounds. Theodora’s bedroom can be seen from the pool house, so I made a mental note to make that my evening spot to watch from while drinking an ice-cold beer in this baking heat.
The swimming pool, complete with a waterfall and cave, is as ostentatious as you’d imagine. The whole backyard looks likesomething out of a celebrity home magazine for those with a wild lifestyle, but there’s barely anyone here. In fact, I’d go as far to say it’s like a ghost house, with Theodora merely existing in the center of it. Her father left in the early hours of the morning, and something about that pisses me off. Did he not even say goodbye to her?
My body is alight with energy after my run as I head inside the mansion, surprised by how quiet the house is. There’s nobody in sight, so I head straight for the gym, determined to burn off some of this pent-up frustration showing no sign of leaving me any time soon. Even though my balls have been emptied, you wouldn’t know it. All I can think about is the little pink-haired brat begging to be fucked by her bodyguard.
Veins pumping with need, my cock comes to life. I slide my palm down my face with a groan, then push open the gym door.
You’ve got to be fucking kidding me?
Theodora is on the leg curl machine. Her tight ass is on full display for me, and she’s face down with music blaring, unaware of my presence.
Jesus fucking Christ. Two days in, and I already don’t know how I’m going to be able to rein in my insatiable need for the girl I’m meant to be using to destroy her mother.
I lick my lips, imagining that perfect little ass bouncing off my hips as I fuck her ruthlessly, just how I did with Sherrie, only Theodora will beg for my seed to fill her.
