Page 54 of Madness

He sucked my clit and curled his fingers inside me. Quickly I reached my peak again, but Maddox pulled back. His hot breath brushed my skin as I panted. A sweat broke out as my body overheated. Burning alive with the need to come. With the need for him.

He waited until I was breathing normally, then pushed me again. He brought me to the edge more times than I could count. I had no idea how long we’d been doing this. Time didn’t seem to exist anymore. It could have been minutes or hours, or days.

All I knew was him. All I felt was the unbearably need to come. I was a rope stretched tight, ready to snap. My head thrashed back and forth on the table. My throat was raw from when his fingers had squeezed me and the loud moans I couldn’t help. My fingers were numb from digging into his scalp. From trying to keep him from pulling away.

Maddox leaned back again, his tongue licking the wetness from my thighs. My skin was soaked in sweat, blood, and my own arousal. I couldn’t do it anymore. This felt worse than when he tried to kill me. This was the end.

“Please.” My voice cracked.

He tensed between my legs. Slowly he stood, reaching for my hands and pulling me up until I was pressed into his body. His still-clothed body. As usual. I felt his strength as I sagged against him, exhausted. He cupped my cheeks, pushing aside a strand of damp hair. “What was that little dove?”

“Please let me come.” I whimpered. I stared deep into his blue eyes. I should’ve looked away. But I couldn’t. I was trapped in his hypnotic pull. Trapped in his cage. I knew I’d never find my way out again. And I didn’t want to. “Please fuck me. I want your cock. I want your pain. I want you, Maddox.”

Like a man possessed, no like a demon, he crashed his mouth onto mine. Swallowing my words. My whimpers. I clutched his shirt as I tasted myself on his lips. Our teeth clashed as tongues warred with each other. It was everything I thought his kiss would be.

Harsh. Painful. Possessive.

And I took it all. I let him consume me. Take away the last of my resolve.

Even then, it wasn’t enough. If this was it, if it was our last night, I wanted it all. I clawed at his shirt; buttons flew, pinging off the hard floors as I ripped it down his shoulders. My hands roamed the rugged plains of his body. Across the ridges of his abs, down to the V cut just above his belt.

The perfect body to hide the monster inside. A trick of the mind. A predator. He ate my moans as my nails dug into his flesh. I wanted to mark him as he’d marked me.

My mind spun as he jerked back, breaking our kiss. “Say it again.”

I pierced his skin with my nails, watching the heat flare in his eyes. “I want you, Maddox.”

His strong arm wrapped around my body, pulling me to the edge of the table. His other hand tore at his pants, shoving them, and his boxers, down his legs. His thick, long cock sprang free between us. He didn’t waste a single second. Before I took my next breath, he grabbed both of my hips and roughly slammed inside me.

I threw my head back and screamed, hurting my already abused throat. I had been on the edge for so long that the second he bottomed out, I crumbled. I shattered around him as my orgasm swept through me. My fingers and toes curled from the intense pleasure.

“Cazzo.Fuck.” He stilled inside me, feeling every tremor as it worked through my body. “That’s right. Come on, my cock. Show me how much you wanted this, my little dove.”

Maddox wrapped his fingers around my throat as he shoved me back down on the table. With one hand gripping my thig,h spreading me for him, he pulled out and slammed into me again.

And again.

And again.

If he hadn’t been pinning me to the table, I would’ve slid off with his brutal thrusts. I felt how big he really was. My body felt split open. It was like I could feel him everywhere. From my pussy all the way to my throat. There was pain, and I moaned quietly at the stretch. His strong body controlled every inch of me. I was at his mercy. Lost in space with only Maddox to ground me.

He groaned as I tightened around him again. “Fuck Kincaid. I’ve never felt anything better than you. I want to die buried deep inside you. I’ll take you with me.”

He squeezed my neck, cutting off my air. I didn’t fight him. I relished the dizzy feeling from the lack of oxygen. Instead of trying to push his hands away, I brought mine to his body.

I skimmed his arms, his chest, his abs. Feeling him. I never broke our gaze. His hold loosened, letting me take short breaths. I took in enough air to speak.

“Kiss me before you kill me.” That soft look appeared in his blue eyes again. “Please.”

But if I thought that meant he’d take it easy on me, I was wrong. His lips crashed onto mine. He sucked the remaining oxygen from my lungs as our tongues rubbed together. I ran my fingers through his thick hair, keeping him close. He plunged in and out of my mouth at the same rapid rate his hips thrust into me.

My clit ground against his groin. Sharp jolts of pleasure coursed through my body. His hold on my neck pulsed, pushing pain along with the pleasure. I’d never felt so consumed. So lost. So utterly alive.

I wanted to live in his moment forever, knowing it was the end. Knowing he wouldn’t kill me, but he was done with me. He’d gotten what he wanted. I admitted what I felt for him. I broke. I begged.

“Say my name when you come.” Maddox growled, and his hold on my neck loosened.

“Maddox.” I managed to moan before his fingers flexed again.