The Bad Boys' Reluctant Woman(26)

“Yes. I want to do them both, Connor.”

“Good.”

He kissed her lips stroking her body, softly. His touch felt out of place compared to the way he stared at her. Zoe thought he looked like a beast ready to pounce at her.

“I’m yours, Connor,” she said.

“I know.” He moved off the bed and took her with him. Zoe went willingly. When they were standing on the carpeted floor he turned her to face the other two men. “Look at them, Zoe. They’re getting hard for you. They’ve already fucked you and come, and they want you again.”

She whimpered, her pussy tightening unbearably. She saw their cocks thicken as she looked at them. They were ready for another round.

Connor turned her back to face him, his hand wrapping her hair around his fist. He pulled her close slamming his lips down on hers. The beast was finally coming out of the cage. Zoe submitted to him. The hardness of his kiss made her gasp. She opened her lips to take some of the sting out of the pressure of his mouth on hers.

His hands were tight as he ran them down her body. Connor slapped her ass, then gripped the flesh making her yelp from the pain. “If I’m scaring you tell me to stop,” he said.

She saw the vulnerability flash in his eyes a second before it disappeared. Zoe knew about the need to forget the pain. She’d done it herself in the past. Fucking to lose your past had been easy for her.

“I’m not going anywhere. I want you to let go, Connor.” She caressed his cheek then moved her fingers into his hair. Zoe tugged on the strands and let her own personal demons loose. They were both in this together. If Connor wanted to use her to forget then she was more than happy to oblige.

She went on her toes and slammed her lips up to meet his. Zoe pulled on his hair as he pulled on hers. Her desire washed over her. The darkness of her own needs consumed her. She scored his back with her nails, taking out her need on his flesh. He growled pulling on her hair and pushed her off him.

Zoe stared at him waiting for him. Jake and Brent ceased to exist as their battle of wills commenced. She pushed against him as Connor pulled her closer. They kissed and rubbed against each other. Connor pushed her down to the bed, lifting her hands above her head and pinning them down.

She fought him.

“Calm down,” he said. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

Zoe still fought as his hand moved down her body. He cupped her left breast his thumb teasing the nipple to a hard point.

She felt the heat shoot straight to her cunt. Connor chuckled and did the same with the right breast. Her moans echoed around the room as he played her body like his own personal toy. His touch set her on fire and made her aware of how much he liked control.

With her hands still trapped he opened her legs and settled between them. She felt the thickness of his cock pressed against her pussy. Out of all three men Connor was the biggest of them all, and he knew it. She understood why he’d let them have her first. He showed darkness, and yet he was willing to wait for her to grow accustomed to his size with Jake and Brent.

She knew her multiple orgasms would have softened her up along with the penetration from both men. This wasn’t sharing, she realised. Tonight was the three of them taking turns with her. She knew in that instant that this room and moment meant a hell of a lot more.

Connor let one of her hands go. “Put my cock inside you,” he said.

“No.”

“Do it, Zoe.”

He released one of her hands and moved it between them. She wrapped her fingers around him and pumped the shaft a couple of times. “Now.”

She rolled her eyes then put the head against her entrance. Before she was able to do any more, he caught her hand then placed it at her head. Connor had both of her hands now at either side of her. His weight was pressed on them keeping her down. She licked her lips as the tip of him eased inside her.

A glint in his eyes and the tensing of his muscles were the only signs she got of his intent.

Connor seated himself inside her hard. She winced as he scraped along her inner walls. He was larger than she imagined. She saw him gritting his teeth as the last few inches pressed all the way. Her legs were wide open to accommodate his body.

“Do you want to leave now, Zoe?” he asked.

She stared at him unable to think past the combination of pleasure and pain. Her heart was pounding, and so was every single nerve ending in her body. Connor’s intent was clear. He was going to fuck her, hard. Harder than anything she could imagine.

Was she ready for this? Not only was he going to fuck her, the bond between them would be in place. She would belong to him after this moment. Zoe had no idea why she felt that, but she knew it was true. How many other women had stuck around?