'Show me.'
She gently spread her legs apart so that her curls could be seen.
"Wider." He growled. She followed his instructions. She didn't even need to look down to see that the full lips were glistening with fierce desire.
"Come on, there is nothing I have not seen before." His voice was bitter.
She moved her hands to rest on her inner thighs while tightly closing her eyes. She inhaled deeply, then slowly spread her fingers around her pouting lips to show the full extent of her shame. He didn't say anything for a very long time as he looked down at her swollen, juice-covered flesh.
Then he grabbed her knees and lifted them high and wide while dragging her across the bed so that her bottom rested at its edge. She screamed in terror. He stood between them while throwing her legs apart.
"Dont Move!"
He quickly slipped his shirt over his head. His eyes remained fixed on her lower abdomen the entire time, blazing with rage.
Even now, the mere sight of him made her body react out of fear for his barely restrained rage. His broad shoulders and a golden chest that was lightly matted with hair that fell over the flat plane of his belly and disappeared in a seductive line beneath the waistband of his jeans. The substantial bulge that was stretching the material across his hips made it clear how aroused he was.
She begged, "Cayden, please, don't do this."
Her breaths were short pants as her hair covered her like a halo. She was immobile as his fingers worked quickly to remove his belt. As his shaft suddenly broke free, she licked her parched lips. He was already hard. The thought of him moving over her and stroking the deepest regions of her caused her internal organs to clench.
"No!" she quickly got out of bed. His arm reached out and his fingers curled around her upper arm. She had already taken two steps. He swung her back around, using his brute strength, pulling her close to him so that she could feel the depth of his lust against her bottom.
He breathed angrily against her ear, "I leave you alone for a few minutes and you amuse yourself with the first person who comes along."
She cried out, "No, it's not like that," wriggling up against him, but he held her there, moving her hair with his breath. The warmth of his body permeated into her, and his masculine, tangy scent teased her.
"You belong to me. I am the only one who owns you." He whispered. She recognised the hurt and possessive jealousy behind the words. She felt him move against her.
Her ankles were kicked apart, causing her to be stretched out over the bed on tiptoe as he pushed her face down onto the bed. He slid into her and she let out a groan.
She gasped, "No, Cayden," but her position rendered it ineffective as she tried to buck him off of her. As the head of his shaft reconnected with her, his fingers splayed over her cheeks, opening them wide.
He uttered angrily, "You are mine, and mine alone," his lust was stoked by jealousy.
He rammed up hard inside her tense pussy. As he grabbed her violently, she screamed and gasped for air.
She pleaded, "No, please." The enormous length of him pulsed against her walls, and his balls rested against her mound.
"I want to hear you plead." He growled.
He moved in her with strong, possessive strokes, which caused her body to tremble.
"Please…" she huffed. Her traitorous body reacted to his touch, moisture building up in her sheath, despite her mind protesting.
His body repeatedly crashed into hers as his hands tightened around her hips. He appeared to be slicing her in half as he thrust into her. A hand cupped a breast as it slid under her body. She cried out in pain from the roughness of it, as if encouraging the vicious attack.
"Did you even care who was fuckin you? Were you glad it wasn't me?" While rolling her nipple, he demanded.
She pleaded with Cayden to stop, her body trembling beneath him.
"Did you like how her fingers went right up in your pussy?" His hand slid under her belly and caressed the wet, slick valley between her thighs. His fingers simulated her as they circled her nub and teased her.
"Were you disappointed that I stopped her from tasting you and licking up your sweet juices?"
He sped up the pace of his thrusts and slammed his body firmly into hers. His driving cock was causing her excruciating pain, and she was writhing and moaning beneath him to relieve it. His long strokes wreaked havoc between her thighs and his fingers tortured her. "Tell me you want me." She was ashamed of her weakness as she felt the tingling, coiling sensation snaking low in her belly. She still wanted him completely.
While her body eagerly welcomed his savage possession, she cried out, "No!" Her entire body was as taut as the wire as his fingers explored her.
He whispered, "Beg me, little one." Cruelly.
She wailed, "Oh, God," as her body trembled with lust for him. She cried out, "I hate you."
"Do you?" He muttered. "I'll stop if you ask me to." While his teeth bit into the flesh of her shoulder, desire pricked her skin.
She buried her pink face against her arm and clenched her fists as she futilely attempted to regain control.
"Tell me what you want so I can give it to you."
He was pressed against her as she begged in silence. He completely withdrew from her, and she whimpered.
She gasped, "No.
Her pussy clenched and unclenched around the void, yearning for his comfortable fullness. He rubbed her clitoris as she felt the tip of his finger slide along her cleft, causing her to let out a loud groan.
She cried, "Oh, God," unable to conceal her need any longer. "I need you. Please…"
He surged into her to the fullest in one swift motion, grunting triumphantly. This was the beginning of a fierce tempo that left her gasping. Her cries were echoed in his grunts, and the force of his thrusts caused the bed to tremble. As his fingers located her and raked her nub, she cried out in relief. As ferocious waves of pleasure swept over her, she screamed beneath him, nearly bucking him off of her. She broke apart all around him, her impenetrable walls luring him in and entrapping him as her rapture overcame her.
"Fuck!" He cried at the intensity of her orgasm, throwing back his head as he slammed into her with powerful thrusts, pushing himself to the limit. He fiercely spent himself inside of her, filling her womb with pulsing spurts. Selena gasped for air as he abruptly withdrew, leaving her feeling abandoned.
He gathered up his jeans and muttered an expletive. She heard him slam the door. Her body was limp and worn out as she rolled over onto her back to relieve the pressure on her lungs. She felt disgust well up inside of her as she rubbed a hand over her wet eyes. She despised him. He had showed to her how intensely her body craved him, even when she was angry.
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The betas looked on perplexed as Cayden rushed towards Natasha's room. Natasha was unprepared for the sight of a furious Cayden storming into her chamber not long later. His dark hair was messed up as he slammed the door shut. He was not wearing anything other than his ripped jeans.
Selena was winning. Like her father before her, she was weaseling her way inside.
Damm it! he threw the bedside lamp against the wall. How could I have been so stupid?
Natasha got out of bed and approached him.
"What's wrong with you?"
Cayden was enraged with himself despite his desire to blame her. He couldn't allow his parents' death to be in vain.
I must fuck somebody. Get her scent off of me. Now!
He exclaimed in a bitter tone, "Kiss me!"
Natasha smiled slyly.
"And why should I? You refused to let me play."
"Now, Natasha, I will have to remind you, it is unwise to argue with me or, worse yet, to deny me." She was already putting her arms around him and grabbing his hair.
He would spend hours immersing himself in Natasha, squelching any thoughts of how wonderful it had been to touch Selena.