Very Bad Things (12 page)

He smacked her ass, over and over again. He did this
repeatedly, alternated between the mounds of her bottom until the blood rushed
to the surface. “Is that good, Fiona?” He stopped spanking her and spread her
ass open. He clenched and released her flesh.

“
Yes,” she breathed out.

He placed a finger at the entrance of her pussy and
rubbed the digit around the hole. She parted her lips and closed her eyes again
as he ran his thumb along her opening, and moved her wetness up her cleft and
rubbed it along her clit. He slid the finger back down to her pussy hole, and
gently teased her, probed it a little, and had her on the verge of screaming
for more.

“
I need you,” Ryker said, and in the next second was on his back and had
her hauled on top of him so she straddled his waist again.

Fiona ground herself unabashedly against him, smeared her
wetness along his lower belly and his cock, and moaned out at how good it felt.

“
That’s it, baby, work that wet cunt all over me.” He held onto her hips
tightly. “Take my cock, Fiona, and put it in your tight little pussy.”

She panted and rose up on her knees, took the root of
his dick in her hand, and squeezed him until he couldn’t stop the hissing sound
he made. He hissed out and curled his fingers even harder into her skin. She
was so wet her cream slipped from her.

“
Do it, baby, slide my big fucking cock all the way up inside of you.”
His chest rose and fell hard. “Don’t torture me. I’m barely hanging on as it
is.”

She placed the head of his erection at her entrance
and started to push down.

Before she was even halfway down he lifted his hips
up, shoving the rest of his shaft inside of her.

“
Yeah, baby.
Christ
, Fiona, you
are so tight and wet.” His voice deep and barely controlled. And then she was
the one taking control of the movements. She placed her hands on his chest, and
then lifted her hips and shoved herself back down on him. He groaned. She
gasped in pleasure, and she repeated the action. Her breasts shook forcefully
as she bounced up and down on him.

“
Come on, baby. Come so fucking hard for me,” he roared out.

“
It’s so good.” The words tumbled from her.

He rose up while she was still moving on top of him,
and wrapped his arms around her. When she sagged against him, not able to hold
herself
up anymore, he stroked her hair and whispered how
well she had done, and much she pleased him.

“
You’re mine, Fiona,” Ryker said softly. “And I’m not letting you go.”

“
I don’t want you to let me go.”

They were two
very
fucked up
people, but together they made up a semblance of normalcy that worked for each
of them.

Epilogue

Three years
later

Fiona tried to tug at her hands, which were tied to
the bed. She couldn’t move. Ryker wouldn’t let her move. He’d bound her to the
bed and disappeared. Her heart raced inside her chest at the anticipation he’d
started up inside her. The last three years hadn’t changed him. Fiona knew he
wouldn’t change, and she loved him exactly the way he was.
To the whole world he was still a monster. He took jobs that left people
dead. When she watched the news of the latest body discovered she wondered if
he had a hand in it.

He hadn’t killed her. Ryker couldn’t kill her.

They were connected in ways neither of them
understood. She couldn’t live without him, didn’t want to live without him. He
was a monster who did very bad things, even to her, but she still cared about
him, because she had seen the man that was gentle and kind to her. She had seen
the man that cared about her above all else.

“
Ryker?”
She shouted his name in the hope that he’d respond or answer her.

There were days when the darkness ate away at him, but
she was always able to bring him back. It didn’t matter how long he sank down
that pit, she brought him out every time. The worst for her was that she loved
every single second of what they did to each other.

Even as the bonds bit into the flesh of her wrists,
she loved it. She loved the pain it gave her, the rush that more was to come.
Ryker knew exactly what to do to make it hurt just right.

He moved into the room, close to her, until he stood a
few inches from her body. “Don’t even try to get away,” Ryker said, growling
out each word as he spoke.

His hand landed on her ass, but he didn’t move it
away. He caressed down, sinking a thumb into her pussy. She cried out at the
sudden hit of pleasure.

This was what she wanted, what she craved. He was a
monster to the rest of the world, but he was hers.

Looking up at her bound hands, Fiona couldn’t help but
smile. They were fucked up people, but for the last three years he’d been her
husband, loving and unloving in the most delicious of ways.

He went out and killed people for a living, but when
he got home, he made her ache in ways that should be banned. She should have
been sickened that she knew what he was doing when he left, but she couldn’t
help the love she felt, and the way he made her feel complete. But she knew the
men he worked for now, the ones that gave him the jobs, and he made sure the
men that were killed were truly evil. They were rapists, molesters, abductors,
and they deserved to die for what they had done to those they hurt.

“
I’m not going to ask what you need, Fiona. I’m going to give you what
you deserve. Tonight is not about you. It’s about me.”

His hand came back down on her ass with such force.
They’d survived three years together. To their neighbors they were a loving
couple, normal with Ryker working in the city as a broker or something while
she stayed at home.

In truth, there was no stopping the darkness in Ryker.
She hadn’t known she possessed a darkness of her own, but it was there. He saw
it. Ryker didn’t make her feel bad for needing him. He made her revel in the
pain that only he could provide.

The
En
d

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