Free Dark Surrender by Mercy Walker Page A

north, it was just as simple, as impossible, and inexorable as that.
    “ And you will bear witness to that fact,” He reached out with one hand and tapped a finger against the glass and silver of the mirror—his finger touching that mirror, but cast no reflection in it. “Even as I fuck the living hell out of you.”
    He grasped one of her breasts with one hand, pulling her into him, as the other hand slid down her rib cage, then over her belly, making her gasp. Slowly his body slid down over hers, until he was kneeling, the side of his face rubbing against the bare, sensitive flesh of her bottom. His strong arms were wrapped around her waist, but then they receded, his hands finding purchase on her hips as his cold lips kissed and nuzzled those vulnerable orbs. Those cool, strong hands slid up onto her back and pressed down on her with urgent strength.
    “ Bend over the sink, and hold on.” Luca’s voice was rough with want.
    Min hesitated, part of her not liking him telling her what to do, and despising the hands that were pressing against her, willing her to obey. But another part, one that felt feral and rampant with unquenchable heat, the part that wanted him to do to her what he willed, obliged his request, leaving her bent over in supplication, and trembling.
    “ Spread your legs for me, my Min.” His lips grazed the backs of her thighs as they spoke, and her body jerked in response. But she did as he commanded, and the moment she did she felt his hands grasp her bottom, pulling her apart as his lips slid up from below and kissed the feminine lips of her sex. Gently at first, but then his cold, wet tongue slid into her, lapping slowly, steadily. He parted her core with that talented tongue, all the while penetrating deeper and deeper into her, making her moan and writhe against the cold porcelain of the sink.
    Heat rose up from inside her, searing hot and liquid, its fire pooling in her nether region, turning heavy and full, making her feel like she was about to burst. She came, shuddering and gasping, her hands twined around the twin faucets of that antique sink, one on one side for hot, one on the other side for cold.

“ That’s it, baby,” Luca said as he extricated his tongue from her and kissed her thighs. “Come for me.”
    Min’s entire body went into a spasm, her muscles clenched, her spine arched to present herself all the more to him.
    He rose and she felt his hard sex press against her again, maddeningly close, but still separated from where she wanted it by those damned pants. She pressed her bottom back against him. “Please…” she pleaded, her voice breathless.
    Min looked back over her shoulder and watched Luca pull his shirt off over his head, not bothering with the buttons, and heard the rustling of cloth, the clink of a belt buckle, and the working of a zipper. She couldn’t see his cock, but as he ground its cool, hard heft against her buttock she sighed with relief.
    He is going to fuck me…
    The eagerness of that thought, and of how her voice sounded when she was begging “Please…” made something in her head throb cold and shameful. She was literally begging this thing to fuck her. What the hell was wrong with her?
    But then Luca pulled back his hips and in a single brutal move rammed himself up into her, splitting her open, forcing the walls of her sex to stretch and accommodate him. Min cried out, as did he, and before the exquisite sensation of being opened so violently had a chance to really register, Luca began pumping himself in and out of her, leveraging at her hips, moving her forward and back to meet his own thrusts.
    Good god, this is so…
    A shameful shiver cascaded up her spine, but was soon replaced by the searing heat of a welling orgasm.
    Exactly what I need…
    Holding onto her hips he battered his rock hard erection into her, his pace growing faster as his thrusts became harder. Oh god, it was too much. And then he leaned forward, wrapped his arms around