“They weren’t hurting me. I like dancing. It makes me feel beautiful.”
“I know. That’s why I didn’t do anything. I just stood there and watched the most beautiful woman in the world dance for strangers.”
She closed her eyes and frowned. “I can’t bear to think what I’m doing makes you so unhappy. That’s not what I want. I won’t dance anymore. I can go back to bartending downstairs, if you’ll let me stay here a little longer.”
“Abbi, open your eyes and look at me.” She did as I ordered and I continued. “No. You want to dance, so that’s what I want. And I don’t want you going anywhere else. I want you to stay right here with me.”
“But I can’t stand the thought of you standing there so angry as I do something that makes me so happy.”
Her willingness to give up what she loved made me want her even more. I slid my hands down over her back and cupped her ass to pull her up against my cock. “You’re going to dance and you’re going to stay here with me, and that’s final.”
Abbi bit her lower lip as my cock touched her clit. “Oh, okay. Is there anything else you’ve decided?”
“Just one more thing.”
I slowly pushed inside her and groaned, “God, you feel so good around me. This is why I get jealous. I know those men want to be inside you too.”
Rolling her hips, she took me as deep as I could go. “I don’t want them. I only want you. All you need to do is remember that. I only want you, Kane.”
The demons inside me who wanted me to possess her slowly began to uncoil, like a snake, and I slid out of her and turned her on her stomach, needing to claim her. In her ear, I groaned, “I want every man who sees you to know you’re mine.”
She turned her head and whispered softly, “Yes.”
Pulling her up to her hands and knees, I felt her body open up for me and I slammed into her until my cock had reached its hilt. “I want every man who sees you to know your body craves only me.”
Abbi arched her back as I reared back to thrust into her again. “Yes,” she moaned, her answer punctuated with a tiny whimper.
I leaned forward and pressed my palm to the front of her throat. “I want every man who sees you to know only my cock belongs inside you.”
“Yes,” she said, her voice pleading for me to fill her up again.
Barely able to control myself, I pushed my hips forward and buried myself balls deep in her wet cunt. “Feel that? Feel when those metal studs on my cock touch you? I want every man to know when they look at you that deep inside, you bear my mark on your skin. That every time my cock slides into your pussy, that mark is made fresh again.”
She strained against my hold on her throat and groaned, “Yes. Please, yes.”
The monster inside me took over, and I pounded into her body like a wild animal, fucking her from behind until her legs were barely able to hold her. She came once, twice, her body shaking from her orgasms, but my release lay waiting inside me still.
The beast hadn’t gotten enough yet.
She never wavered, even though I knew her body must have been exhausted. Every time I pushed my cock into her, she pushed back against me, wanting me to fill her up as much as I wanted her. Her cunt clung to me, and each time I pulled out of her, she moaned a tiny noise that made me need to be back inside her again.
As I fucked her, my mind replayed every moment of her dancing and those who watched her. I became obsessed with her knowing she belonged to me and me alone. That she wasn’t theirs to have or love. They could watch her, but only I could feel her as she surrendered to my hands and my cock.
I needed her. I adored her. I hated the men who watched her excite them. The thought of the man jerking off while she danced, defiling the sweetness of her, drove me wild, and I squeezed my hand around her throat. “I want every man who sees you dance to know you don’t dance for them. You dance for me.”
She arched her back and in a pleading voice said, “You. Only you.”
Sliding my free hand around her body, I pulled her upright, my other hand still circling her neck. My teeth sunk into her earlobe, biting down until she cried out my name, and I slid my finger over her swollen clit, teasing it as my cock continued to fill her.
“Tell me you aren’t afraid of me. Tell me you know I would never hurt you, angel.”
Her answer came out in tiny pants. “I know you’d never hurt me. You take care of me.”
My fingers parted her folds as they pressed toward her opening, and I felt my cock filling her. “Does this hurt?”
Her hand covered mine. Stretching her finger to reach, she stroked the underside of my cock, sending jolts of desire through me and I eased out of her only to thrust hard back into her. “It feels like you’re ripping me apart, but I’ve never felt so good in my life.”
The thought of hurting her tore at my heart. Suddenly, the demons inside me weren’t in control anymore. Gently, I bent her over and eased out of her body to take her pain away. “I’m sorry, angel,” I said softly near her ear. “I didn’t meant to hurt you. I’m sorry. I’m a fucking monster. Leave me before I do something that I can’t apologize for.”
Abbi leaned back against my chest and hung her head. “You didn’t hurt me. How can you say you’re a monster?”
“I am and now you’ve seen the real me.”
She turned to face me and shook her head. “That’s not the real you. The man who rescued me from that horrible club is the real you. The man who gave me his bed and got me clothes to wear is the real you. Kane, I don’t know what kind of monster you think you are, but with me, you aren’t that.”
“I can’t control what I feel about you, Abbi. I’ve tried from the moment I met you, and every day my need for you gets worse. I’m afraid what I’m going to do if the demons inside me have their way. Every time I think of someone hurting you I want to kill them. It’s an overwhelming urge I have to fight constantly. If they can’t get their way, the demons will make me do something that hurts you.”
“I can’t believe you’d hurt me. No. The way you are with me when we’re together like this doesn’t hurt me. I want to feel your desire for me. Don’t hold back. Show me how I make you feel.”
I pulled her onto my lap and slowly slid inside her until our bodies joined completely. “I only feel whole when I’m inside you and your body is giving in to me. What if that won’t be enough someday? I worry my demons will turn on you.”