Shattered Heart: The Donnellys, Book 3 (19 page)

Cyn tried to ignore how the sound rippled over her. She did not need to be getting all horned up right then. What she needed was to stand her ground. She licked her lips, and his eyes followed the movement of her tongue. A bolt of lust hit her straight between her legs.
Goddammit!
Standing so close, his scent rolled through her and Cyn barely suppressed a moan. “Well I guess you’re not leaving because I already told you, I’m
not
seeing a counselor.”

Shane tilted his head to the side. “Guess not then.”

He took a breath and her breasts grazed his lower chest.
Fuck!
“You have to go, Shane.”

“Why, Cyn? Tell me why I have to go.” He stepped closer and Cyn’s breasts pressed into him.

She didn’t want to tell him about the moratorium
or
the reasons behind it. She didn’t want to tell him anything. The idea of letting him into the dark corners of her heart and mind—the places only she visited as of late—and sharing her fears and insecurities made Cyn want to run as fast as she could in the opposite direction.

He’d know her weaknesses and flaws, and he’d use them against her. Cyn couldn’t be that vulnerable with him…or anyone for that matter. She breathed deep, her chest rising, forcing her breasts tighter against him. Her nipples peaked into hard points beneath her shirt.
Jesus, this is insane.
“Because I just need to you to.”

“Need, huh?” Shane placed his hands on her upper arms and bent to her ear. “When you’re taking my prick deep inside your pussy, you don’t need me to go. What you need
then
is for me to fuck you harder.”

Cyn shivered and a gasp escaped before she had a chance to stop it. Anger, mixed with hot lust, swamped her senses—a crazy dangerous combination. Curse her body for betraying her in this way. It was as if she was a prisoner to her vagina. And only his dick was the key.

A sweaty round of hate sex was exactly where this little argument between them was heading—but considering her little bone of awareness in the car earlier that night, maybe sex wasn’t the best idea. “I’m not discussing this.”

His hands flexed on her arms, but he didn’t let her go. “Tell me what happened at your brother’s, Cyn. If it affects us, I need to know. If it’s the reason you’re so eager for me to leave, I need to know that too.”

“Why? God, why can’t you just leave it be? Why do you have to push? Always!” She pressed her hands against his chest, trying to shove him away, but of course all six-foot-three, two hundred and thirty pounds of him wouldn’t budge. “
Fucking hell, Shane
!”

“I’ve had about enough of you yelling at me.”

Before Cyn realized what was happening, Shane picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder. She wiggled, swatting at his ass as he walked them into the house. “Put me down! Goddammit, Shane! I will not be manhandled by you!”

CRACK!
His palm landed on her ass cheek and Cyn squealed. She craned her neck to the side and bit into the side of his back.

“
Yee-ouch!
Dammit, Cyn, that hurt!”

He slapped her ass again and she lost her breath on a yell as arousal pumped through her.
Shit.
“Put me down, Shane!”

He bent forward and Cyn fell back onto her mattress. “As you wish.”

“Sonofabitch!” She went to sit up and he shoved her back down. “Goddammit, Shane!”

Shane came over her, his chest heaving with his breaths. He poised above her, resting his weight on both of his arms on either side of her. “I
do not
want to fight with you, Cynthia!”

“For someone who doesn’t want to fight, you do a stellar job of pissing me off on a regular basis.”

He gazed down at her, his expression hard and determined. He smoothed her hair away from her eyes. “Don’t you get it?”

“Don’t you?” she whispered as she focused on his mouth. Goddammit, this was too much. Her heart raced, pounding in her ears as lust spread through her like warm honey. A moment stretched between them in the silence, and he bent his head and tried to kiss her. Hating that all she wanted to do was kiss him back, instead Cyn bit his bottom lip and dragged her nails down his back.

Shane growled and threaded his fingers into her hair, tugging her head back. At the same time, she spread her legs and he settled between them. Cyn curled her legs around his hips and he ground the erection behind his jeans against her center. She couldn’t fight this anymore, and she didn’t want to. If sex with Shane was what was carrying her through, then fuck it, she’d go with it. She already hated herself, she may as well add a little more to the pile. With a whimper, Cyn sucked his bottom lip, then took his tongue inside her mouth.

As the kiss grew frantic, so did Cyn. She needed his skin against hers. She needed his pants off. She just fucking needed him. Now. Shane broke from her lips and moved his mouth down to her neck. Cyn tugged at his shirt. “Shane! Please…I need you.”

“Told you.” He smoothed his hand down her side to her hip and onto her ass.

“Fucker! Ugh!” Cyn bit his shoulder hard. When he growled and gripped her ass, she pulled away. “Just shut up and fuck me, please.”

He rose off of her. “Like it better when you ask nice.”

She sat up, and pulled open the top button of his jeans. “Tough. I’m still pissed at you.” And herself. After getting his pants undone, Cyn yanked them down his hips and gripped his length in her palm. In the next second she had the swollen head sucked between her lips. A moan laced with pure satisfaction vibrated in her throat when his taste hit her and Cyn’s head spun.

Shane drew in a harsh breath. “Watch those teeth, girl! Fucking hell, your mouth is…”

Cyn moaned and took him deeper, twirling her tongue around the bulbous head as more pre-ejaculate coated her tongue. Shane pulled away, and yanked her shirt over her head. She glared up at him. “I wasn’t done!”

“Oh yeah, you’re done.” He flipped her over, and yanked her sweats down. “Fuck me, your ass is still bright red from my palm.” He smoothed his hand over her bottom. “Thinking I need to make it glow brighter.”

“Shane…” She wiggled. “Either fuck me or let me keep sucking your dick. Just shut the fuck up and do something.” As if in a state of madness, fury pulsed through her, racing in time with her arousal. Her clit pulsed and her channel ached to be filled. She was tired of playing around. She needed to be filled by him, one way or another. And she was tired of waiting. He grabbed both of her arms and yanked them behind her back. “Shane, dammit! I’m serious!”

And then she felt him grip both of her wrists in one hand and
—

CRACK!
CRACK!
“Tell me to shut up again!”

Cyn’s head shot up. “Fuck you!”

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
“That mouth of yours. Gonna gag you if you don’t learn how to use it nicely.”
CRACK! CRACK!

Oh God!
With each blow Shane landed, her clit pulsed harder and she felt her arousal run down her thighs. Cyn gasped and then let out a deep moan.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Her ass stung to the point of mindless pleasure. Overcome and lost in the haze of her arousal, Cyn’s eyes glazed over and she pressed her forehead to the pillow.

Shane ran his fingers through her folds and growled. “Sopping sloppy wet for me.” He bent over her. “You like that full ass of yours spanked, don’t you? It’s all nice and bright red now. You want more?”

“Yes,” she breathed.

“Swear you’re gonna be the death of me—” Shane kissed down her back and smoothed his hands over her heated bottom, “—the
goddamn
death of me.” He slapped her ass again.

Cyn had become nothing but a deep well of need. The need to be left alone and the need to be held close. And a need to be free of the anger and anxiety that plagued her, almost constantly.

She’d been fighting tooth and nail to keep herself from drowning in the insanity of it all. But right then, under Shane’s masterful touch, she’d lost any fight left within her. He was filling her emptiness in a way she’d never expected, or even thought possible.

She knew it was wrong. It was wrong to use him in this way and it wouldn’t last—could only be temporary, but for the moment, it was working.

For the moment it was all Cyn had.

Shane felt her body still beneath his palm as he smoothed it over the bright red haze covering her ass cheeks. She’d finally stopped fighting him and succumbed to what her body was seeking.

He was well aware that Cyn needed so much more than just sex in order to sort through the tangled web of shit she was carrying around, but because she refused to seek help, right now, this was his solution. Not the best, but at least it gave her some peace from what he was sure was a screaming mind.

He’d been down the same road she was on and it was an angry, lonely place. She was lashing out at a lot of people, but because he’d been the closest to her in the last few weeks, he’d taken the brunt of it. Tonight, he’d hit his own breaking point with the situation. Shane was human after all, but still, he wasn’t happy with himself that he’d allowed his own insecurities to get the better of him.

Cyn whimpered as he slid two fingers through her folds once again. She was dripping wet with arousal. With each slap he landed, her body had softened and her pussy had gotten wetter. It was all he could do not to bury himself inside her moist heat and fuck them both into oblivion. But not yet.

Shane spread her ass cheeks apart, loving the site of her tight, puckered asshole. Fuck, he wanted in there. Instead, he got to his knees. “One knee on the bed.” He helped her do as he instructed. “Don’t move.” Shane spread her swollen pussy lips with his thumbs and licked though her folds.

With a deep groan, he swallowed her taste and went back for more. She whimpered, arching her ass higher. Cyn was heaven on his tongue and he couldn’t get enough. The head of his dick throbbed, thickening further. He was beyond ready to pound into her tight channel, but he needed this from her first. Shane dived his tongue into the mouth of her cunt and pressed his thumb to her clit. Rubbing tight little circles in the swollen bud, he thrust his tongue in and out of her, fucking her with his mouth.

With her hips rocking, she let out a high-pitched moan and Shane knew she was about to go over the edge. He slapped her ass with his free hand before gripping the full mound of flesh hard as he kept up the pressure on her clit with his thumb, thrusting his tongue into her sweet channel.

Cyn went off like a rocket, crying out his name and shaking as her orgasm ripped through her. Shane sucked up every drop, and when she finally began to settle he let her go and stood behind her. Once again he gripped her full ass in his hands and spread her cheeks. “Taking you here tonight.”

She nodded, but said nothing.

Shane bent over her and pulled her hair away from her face. “Cyn, you want me in your ass tonight?”

She nodded again.

He trailed his thumb over her bottom lip. “Need you to ask me for it.”

“Want you there. Fuck me in my ass, Shane. Need you, babe. Please?” She sucked his thumb into her mouth and her eyes rolled back in her head.

“I’ll always give you what you need.” Shane grabbed a bottle of lube from the night table drawer. He poured a generous amount into his hands and then smoothed it over her still red ass cheeks. Cyn moaned and raised her other leg onto the bed. Poised on her knees, bent forward, head on the mattress with her legs spread wide, she made an incredible display for him. Her full ass was raised in perfect height to his cock. Her tight little puckered hole right there waiting for him to fuck. “God Almighty, you have the most incredible ass.”

“Take it,” she whispered.

Shane held the bottle above her, trickling the oil down between her ass cheeks. “Need to get you ready first.” He smoothed two fingers over her hole, massaging it before he pressed them inside. Adding more lube, he worked it inside her. “Need you nice and slick for me. Fuck, you’re so tight. Gonna love being inside you. Promise you’re gonna love it too.” Shane continued to work her, sliding his fingers in and out, then added a third, stretching her farther.

Cyn moaned and whimpered, rocking her hips in time with his strokes. The sight of her bent over in submission to him in this way had Shane’s head spinning. Lust and anticipation ping-ponged through him as he fucked into her tight ass with his fingers. She was almost ready, and so was he.

Pulling his fingers free, Shane poured another generous amount of lube into his palm and took himself in hand. He stroked the oil along his shaft, groaning, and then tapped her asshole with the edge of the head. “This what you want, girl?”

“
Yessss
…” Cyn rolled her hips.

“Take it, Cyn.” He positioned the head against her tight hole and Cyn exhaled a low moan, as she pressed back against him. Shane took hold of her ass cheeks, gripping the full mounds and spreading them apart. Slow and easy he worked the head in, little by little, stretching the outer ring of muscles. He worried, even with all the lube, it might be too much for her, and hurting her was not what he wanted. “You okay?”

“God yes, it stings. But don’t stop.”

Deep moans came out of Cyn each time he pushed and she pressed back, taking him deeper until he was finally past the tight muscle and the head was buried in her ass.

“Fuck! Oh, fuck! Please…don’t stop.” She gripped the blankets.

He placed his hand on her lower back. “Easy now. Give your body a moment to adjust.”

She moaned and shifted. “More, Shane.”

“Okay.” Shane took a full breath and pushed deeper. Her tight channel squeezed his dick as he buried himself all the way inside her and his hips met the back of her thighs. “Jesus Christ, Cyn. You got all of me.”

“Yes…oh God, yes.” Cyn rocked forward and pressed back again.

Shane growled, drew out and back in, keeping a steady pace. She was taking him—all of him. The feeling so intense, it was all he could do not to lose his ever-loving mind. His balls drew up tight, and his orgasms tingled at the base of his spine.