Darkness Comes by Scarlett Sanderson

hitting the sensitive neck of her womb. The pleasure of such pain sent her to another level of need. Sweat prickled on her skin, making their slick bodies slide together easier, faster. Her orgasm built. He sensed it. She felt his balls tighten with the same need. She wished she could grab his wrist and make him touch her clit, but she was tied tight.
    She resting her head on her bound hands and raised her ass higher. It changed the angle, forcing his cock deeper.
    She wanted him to worry the bundle of sensitive nerve endings. As this point she usually struggled for completion. She needed something more but would never ask.
    She wasn’t afraid to ask with him. “Touch my clit. Rub me hard and fast,” she panted out.
    Dylan obeyed her command, rubbing her hard and fast, over and over, adding delicious pressure and friction as she climbed toward orgasm.
    The muscles in her body tensed; she threw back her head in abandon.
    He laced her hair through his fingers and tugged, his lips latching on to her neck. “Mine.”
    His voice sent her over the edge. The orgasm hit her full force and she screamed again.
    Dylan continued to pound violently into her as she sucked in gulps of air, her pussy clenching as she came down. He grunted and spilled his release, gripping her hips painfully.
    They collapsed together, him lying on top of her, their dark desire sated—at least for the moment. Mia had never experienced sex like this. A delicate mix of pleasure and pain. She could never go back. She belonged to Dylan, as he belonged to her.
    He rubbed his jaw across her back, nuzzling her with an almost catlike gesture. “Say it.”
    He wanted her to voice what she was thinking. Make the revelation real.
    She couldn’t deny him. “I belong to you.” And she did. Mind, body, soul.
    He placed a kiss on her shoulder, making her shudder. “Welcome to your new life, Mia.”

Epilogue
     
    Ramierez nodded to the armed tactical team gathered outside Mai’s apartment door. He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his pounding heart.
    “On three. One.”
    He’d been frantic since Dylan escaped. He knew the prisoner was coming here. Coming for his sweet, deluded Mia. Whatever problems she was experiencing, he was going to cure her. As a doctor, he’d sworn an oath to protect. That’s what he’d do.
    “Two.”
    She needed someone sensitive. Someone to help ease her through a confrontation with her past. Someone like him. Not cold, sociopathic Dylan Benjamin. If the bastard held her against her will, he was going to yank his spine out through his mouth.
    “Three.”
    The force of compressed air blew the hinges off the frame and armed men swarmed into Mia’s apartment. They searched room by room and he clambered after them.
    “Mia? Mia?” He checked her bedroom as man after man shouted, “Clear.”
    Silence descended, roared in his ears. She was gone. He’d taken her. Sharp shards of pain lanced his heart.
    He walked onto the balcony, gripped the iron railing and let out a deep scream of rage. “Mia! Where are you?”
    He vowed to find her. He wouldn’t stop, wouldn’t rest until she was safely in his arms.
    The manhunt had begun.
    The End

About Scarlett Sanderson
     
    Multi-published author Scarlett Sanderson is a librarian by day and an erotic romance novelist by night. She lives in suburban England with her significant other and dreams of having Lara Croft-type adventures. As a reader, she loves to immerse herself in sweeping tales of romance, fantasy and, most of all, tantalizing erotica. Those are the elements she tries to weave into the stories she creates.
    When not writing, Scarlett has a burning passion for history, good chocolate, fine wine and anything supernatural (especially if it includes the hunters Dean and Sam Winchester from the TV show Supernatural !).
     
     
    Scarlett welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email addresses on her author bio page at www.ellorascave.com .
     
     
     
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