Page 881 of The Bonding Games: Part 1

Oh, wow . . . he must be extremely turned on to say that instead of threatening to bash Cooper’s head in from jealousy.

Ezla’s teeth tug on her lower lip as if she’s restraining herself from giving Cooper her moans, forcing him to work harder for it. He glares, shoving two fingers inside her, and her breath hitches. But it’s obvious she still doesn’t have the reaction he wants, because he bites down on her swollen clit next, provoking a spew of vicious curses from her while her hips thrust up for more of it. He chuckles into her, victory flashing through his eyes.

“I hate you,” she hisses venomously, wrapping her thighs around his head as if she’s trying to asphyxiate him with her pussy.

His eyes simmer as he looks up at her, the brown in them swallowed by the black of his dilated pupils as he tongues her bundle of nerves, fingers hammering in and out of her like he’s trying to punish her as much as pleasure her. And I’m pretty sure he says something to her mind to mind, likely something taunting, because her nostrils flare and her pupils expand to match the size of his.

“I grow impatient. Give me your cock,” she snaps abruptly, yanking on his hair so hard I’m surprised the strands don’t tear right out, and my own erection hardens further than I thought possible in response, breathing shallow as I imagine her doing the same to me. I want her to drag me around like that, do what she wants with me. I want her to take away any of my choices and boss me about so I know I’m being exactly what she needs.

Cooper grunts but obeys after one more long lick over her slit and a firm kiss there that has her jolting and him smirking. He sucks his fingers clean while looking into her eyes intently. Prowling over her, he then settles between her hips, grinding himself into her, and she finally moans for him while his hands fist in the pillow either side of her head, the veins in them standing out. Dropping his neck, he claims her mouth with his without waiting for permission, devouring her completely, ravenously.

And I know then, with his ragged groan as her nails drag bright red tracks down his back, that these two are about to have the most animalistic joining of us all.

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COOPER

“Tell me,” I husk against Ezla’s lips between merciless kisses. “You want me inside you? Want my big dick inside that pretty pussy, Vengeance?”

“The only thing that is big is your ego.”

My eyes slit, and I shove my hips forwards, dragging the length of me over her. “You do love lying to me, don’t you, HC?”

She glares.

“Why do you insist on it, huh?” One hand moves between us to grab my aching cock, breathing harsh and fast as I rub the flared tip through her wet folds. A groan gets caught in my throat, body shuddering at the sensations flooding me already. “Will the truth never come easy? Do I have to fuck it out of you?”

Her eyes flare. “Possibly, Cooper,” she purrs, running her hands from my back to my chest and raking her short almond nails across the skin there next, making my dick jump in my grip.

I nudge the weeping head against her little pink nub before tapping it against it a few times, watching her lips part and her dark lashes flutter with satisfaction seeping through me. “Yeah? You need me to pound the answers out of you?”

She hums and flicks a nail over my nipple, and I shiver visibly.

Shifting, I press my tip against her entrance, rocking my hips just slightly to tease her. “And will you give me the answers I want?”

“Will you not fuck me if I say no?” She pouts mockingly.

Gritting my teeth, aware she knows I’ll be inside her tonight no matter her response, I grind out, “I will get the answers I want. All of them. All your filthy little secrets. I’m going to know every part of you, Vengeance—and I’m going to keep them all. I’m going to keep you, and I’m not going to let you go.”

She snarls, opening her mouth to verbally assault me, no doubt.

But all that comes out is a hoarse cry as I slam inside her to the hilt, groaning roughly at the tightness and warmth encasing my pulsing cock. “Fuck, that’s it. Take my cock, Vengeance.”

Her claws find my back again, and my muscles flex beneath her touch. I draw back to the tip before slamming back inside her, ensuring she experiences every inch of me while my entire body thrums with the rapture of being joined with her for the first time.

“Not enough. Give me more,” she demands and shoves her hips up to meet mine, sinking those nails into my skin hard enough to draw blood. I suck in a sharp breath through my teeth, veins alive with euphoria as I start to set a punishing, brutal rhythm, HC meeting me with every motion.

“Greedy.” Thrust. “Fucking.” Thrust. “Girl.” Thrust.

And I’m not complaining. Not at all.

She feels like my version of paradise, and I really never knew what I was missing before this wild creature entered my life . . . or more like I not so subtly barged into hers, the same as the men who’ve become my brothers. But a win’s a win.

“I. Want. More,” is her only response.

Panting, I shift so I’m upright before grabbing her ass and angling her hips up so all she can do is take what I give her. I piston into her, and she spits out profanities and moans to add to my own rough noises of pleasure and the sound of our bodies crashing together wetly. There’s definitely one or two threats on my life in there somewhere, but fuck if that doesn’t turn me on more.

Her slim fingers twist in the bedsheets beneath her to keep herself steady, and I shift my hungry gaze to her tits as they bounce with every harsh pump of my hips. My dick jerks inside her at the sight, provoking her pussy to squeeze me in return.