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AilanyThe second that hard body locked against mine, every muscle in me went rigid.I was already halfway to spinning around and swinging when the rough voice poured straight into my ear as if it belonged there.“Princess.” My breath caught hard.“Travis?” The name barely made it past my lips. One second of pure shock, then the full weight of everything crashed in—anger, hurt, the weeks of silence, the way I’d blocked him, and underneath it all a sharp, unwanted ache that made my thighs press together.Sasha was still bouncing a few feet ahead, laughing at something, completely lost in the music. She had no idea the man who wrecked me was pressed so tight against my back I could feel every thick inch of him.“Did you track me here? How did you know I was here?” I asked, voice shaking under the bass.“I always know where you are.” His mouth brushed the side of my neck, hot and deliberate. “I’ve been going out of my fucking mind without you baby.”“I couldn’t sleep. I couldn't fucking

Ailany“But I’m willing to fucking work for it.”I stared at Travis, trying to figure out whether I was stupid for even considering giving him another chance. The worst part was that I wanted to believe him. I wanted to throw myself into his arms and pretend none of this had happened, but every time I remembered how easily he’d let me fall for him without telling me the truth, something inside me tightened.“Do you even understand what you did to me?” I asked, my voice coming out weaker than I intended. “I was falling in love with you, Travis.”I knew I hadn’t really revealed how deep my feelings ran for him but I was tired of hiding it. I was tired of pretending that I didn’t love him when I was totally in love with him. “I was already so far gone that I didn’t know how to pull myself back, and then I found out that the whole thing started because you wanted to get to Dylan.”“Do you know how humiliating that felt? Wondering whether every sweet thing you said to me was just another

AilanyTears stung my eyes the second the words left his mouth.“Please, Travis… I’ll die if you don’t fuck me right now. I need you inside me. Please. I’m begging you. Just put it in, I can’t take the teasing anymore.”My voice cracked. I was completely shameless, hips lifting off the bed, trying to force more of that thick head inside me. The empty ache between my legs was unbearable. I needed him filling me, stretching me, owning me again after everything we had been through.Travis’s eyes darkened. He gripped my thigh hard enough to leave marks.“Since you asked so nicely…” His voice was pure gravel. “I’m going to fuck you hard, princess. And you’re going to take every single inch like the good girl you are.”He slammed into me in one brutal thrust.The stretch burned so good I sobbed out loud. He didn’t even give me a second to adjust; he just started fucking me in deep, punishing strokes, hips snapping forward like he was trying to bury himself in my soul. Every thrust forced

ZinniaI didn’t even know what to think about everything Dylan had just told me but I always knew that a man like this would have some things he kept to himself.Especially after Helena told me all those things she did when she kidnapped me. It piqued my interest and I was just waiting patiently for the day he’d tell me everything I needed to know about him because I knew he would.And I was right to trust my guts because he just did. “Yes, you can ask me anything baby.” He replied. I looked dead in his eyes trying to see if there were any signs that he could still be hiding something more but thankfully, there was none.“Should I be worried about anything? I mean going to the strip club regularly over the years you must have seen all types of asses.”“I’m not very endowed so do you think you’re okay with this? Or should I be bothered?” I asked.“Jesus Christ, woman.” He burst out laughing. “Don’t Jesus Christ me Dylan. I need to know, this is very serious.” I sneered, holding his

ZinniaI barely had time to look at the screen before Dylan’s fingers slid higher under my dress.“Pick one, baby,” he said against my ear, voice low and rough. “I’m not waiting much longer.”My eyes darted between the two fighters. The one in red gloves looked stronger, more aggressive. I tapped the screen with shaky fingers.“Him. Red gloves.”“Good girl.”The second the bet locked in, he tugged the thin straps of my dress down my shoulders and the fabric slipped easily. I wasn’t wearing a bra, so the cool air hit my bare breasts immediately. Dylan’s hands were right there, cupping them, thumbs brushing over my nipples until they tightened under his touch.“Dylan…” I breathed, already arching into his palms.“Keep watching the ring,” he murmured, pinching one nipple just hard enough to make me gasp. “I want your eyes on them while I touch you.”Below us, the fight started. The first punch landed with a heavy thud and the crowd roared. Dylan’s mouth found the side of my neck as he