Chapters (72)
- Dedication
- Prey Island Map
- PROLOGUE
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- CREED
- SIX
- BILLIE
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- JIRO
- TWELVE
- BILLIE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- ROW
- TWENTY-TWO
- BILLIE
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- ACHILLES
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- CREED
- THIRTY-NINE
- BILLIE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- ROW
- FIFTY
- BILLIE
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- TO CONTINUE THE ADVENTURE…
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- ALSO BY KENDRA
He slides home so quickly, I’m not prepared for it. I hadn’t even felt him prob for my entrance, but he jerks inside of me in a way that tells me he knew exactly where to thrust. I cry out at the stretch, at the way he immediately begins to fuck me ruthlessly. Like a savage animal, he starts to suck and bite at my breasts, leaving behind little red marks along my skin. He slams me against the metal of the roof, grinding his hips against mine when I try to thrust back against him, forcing me to take him however he sees fit.
I claw at his back with my nails, dragging him to my lips for a kiss that’s mostly teeth and threats. When I try to wrap my hand around his throat, he wraps his free one around mine and squeezes, cutting off my air completely. He jerks the rope he holds onto, stretching my wrist higher painfully as he fucks me so hard, I wonder if we’ve already fallen off the roof and I’m dead.
“Did Creed fuck you like this?” he growls against my jaw as he keeps my air cut off. I can feel my face turn red when I try to breathe and can’t get a breath in. “Was his cock bigger than mine?”
He lets go of my throat long enough for me to take a deep breath before he cuts it off again. He doesn’t even let me answer. I dig my nails into his neck in warning, nearing the point of drawing blood.
“Did Row fuck you like a gentleman or did all that money make him just as brutal as I am?” he asks, nipping at my jaw. All the while, he fucks me, and when one orgasm crashes into me, he doesn’t slow, fucking me through it until I roll right into another one. I’m not sure where one ends and the other begins. All I know is his hand around my throat, giving me tiny bits of air every so often, and his cock stroking deep inside me.
My muscles contract and he laughs. “You like me asking you,” he rasps. “I can feel you squirting around my cock, soaking me. Do you think it’ll drip from the roof? Do you think the others will know?”
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I’d underestimated Achilles. I can’t breathe to answer anything and when I start hitting him, his hand around my throat loosens, letting me suck in great gulps of air. The sudden explosion of oxygen in my body makes me explode around him, the orgasm so brutal, my legs tremble. I think my eyes roll back in my head. He keeps pumping inside me, hitting hard enough to bruise, and I know I’m going to be sore after this.