Insatiable (The Edge of Darkness, #1)(73)

“Such a good girl for me, aren’t you?” He swipes the saliva across my lips, my back smacking the wall as he hammers into me with a snarl. “But sometimes you’re bad to me, and it makes me really fucking angry.”

A mumble to the side interrupts us, and Kade’s jaw clenches as he slows his thrusts. I flinch and cover my ears as he puts four bullets in No Name before dropping the weapon.

“I’m done having an audience,” he says as he pulls out and makes me face the wall, bending me over once more. “Can’t fucking stand you. Kissing random guys at the club.”

He shoves into me again, and my palms slap the wall to keep myself steady.

“I should shoot you too,” he grits out as he grasps one of my breasts, his hips snapping, mercilessly filling me again and again, causing my pussy to throb and pulse around his cock.

“Harder,” I moan.

He slaps my ass with enough force to hurt, and my fluttering cunt strangles his thickness. My body nearly crashes into the wall as he slams into me, and my arms struggle to keep me in place.

“You’ve always responded so well to me. So. Fucking. Well.”

Each thrust has me releasing a moan. He tightens his hold on my hair, both of us moving as our moans and curses echo in a perfect symphony.

In my peripheral vision, I see a river of blood trailing towards us.

We’re fucking next to a dead body .

I fist my hands against the wall as he pinches my nipple then twists it. “Fuck, Kade.”

I’m so close again. So damn close. My toes curl, eyes screwed shut as I feel an inferno rushing through my nerve endings.

Kade snatches my chin and turns my head to face him over my shoulder. “Open your fucking eyes. Look at me while you cum.”

I do, seeing his lips parting with gasps with each thrust of his cock inside me.

The burning desire wraps around the base of my spine – and I shatter completely.

His hand slips down to my throat, and he nearly cuts off my air as he fucks me through my orgasm. His hold is as tight as my walls around his shaft. Black dots appear from the pressure, but it only amplifies my orgasm.

“That’s it. Right fucking there. Shit. I can feel your pussy gripping my cock. I’ll cum inside you, Freckles. And I want you to walk around the club with it dripping down your legs, so everyone knows how dirty you are.”

My walls tighten around him repeatedly, pulsing with warmth, my heart speeding up to a dangerous rate as my orgasm hits its excruciating pinnacle. My vision shadows, the faint sound of music vanishes, and it’s just me and Kade and how he robs me of air.

He stills on a groan as his cock twitches deep inside me, pumping me full of his cum. He’s sinking his teeth into my shoulder, but I can’t cry out his name; I can’t do anything but silently scream as his hold tightens on my throat until he lets go.

Quivering, we both pant, sweat slick on our skins as we try to put ourselves back together. His heart is racing against my back, matching my own.

“You’ve no idea how long I’ve wanted it to feel like that.”

I exhale deeply as I fill my starved lungs, fully satisfied yet wanting him to stay in place. “Me too.”

He lowers his head so we’re cheek to cheek, both breathing heavily. “Did I hurt you?”

“No,” I manage.

When I glance to the side, his eyes are closed, his nose nudging my cheek delicately. He turns his head more, angling his mouth close to the corner of mine. I fully turn my head too, and he opens his dilated eyes and stares at me, lips parted, gaze dropping to my mouth.

He reaches up to hold the side of my face, caressing his thumb against the glistening skin – the tear from him strangling me. The soft, welcoming, loving touch confuses me.

His hooded gaze drops to my mouth again, and I want so badly to kiss him. To let him kiss me.

But it’s too much.

I look away before this gets more complicated. Kissing has always been a big thing to him – to us. He hated casual, unnecessary forms of affection. Us locking lips right now would be an in-the-moment mistake he’ll throw in my face down the line.

Besides, I’m nothing but a slut to him.

I wince as he slides out, and I feel the coldness in the night as he backs away and stuffs his cock into his pants. He fixes his hair, his chest rising and falling, then checks No Name is dead before grabbing his gun.

Kade calls someone while I right my dress – my underwear is destroyed – and panic starts to settle in. What I just did was… inhumane. Sick. Wrong. Yet, I felt alive.

He tells someone the location of the body then texts for a minute before he takes a picture of No Name.

My eyes water with rage at how unbothered he is by what he just did, and what he’s doing now. I step away, putting distance between us as I smooth my hair. Kade says nothing as he stows his phone, watching me as I back away from the dead body we just fucked in front of.

I feel dirty.

You’re dead to me.

“Was it worth it?” I ask him, motioning to the body. “Committing a crime to have half a million in your bank account.”

Kade laughs silently and tucks the firearm into his waistband. “I have a lot more than half a million in my bank account.”

“It sickens me how proud you are of yourself.”

I wipe my eyes again, annoyed at myself for getting emotional.