I Promise You: A Dark Military Romance (Scarred Executioners Book 2)
I Promise You: Chapter 35

I’m the luckiest man in the world when I’m with her. When she entered the building at the start of the ball, I felt like my fucked-up world made sense again.

It’s been torture these past few days without her.

I haven’t been able to sleep since she left me. She destroyed me that day. Overthinking wasn’t something I ever did in my life. I prided myself on the simplicity I built. But I found myself going crazy every minute I spent without her.

I promised her I wouldn’t ever let her go, and I’m not.

I didn’t expect her to come to the ball with Violet and Zeke. But when I saw her walk into the reception like the goddess that she is in the red dress that I bought her, I knew it wasn’t completely over between us.

The promise Paul made us all take is the only reason why Kane still has a beating heart.

But now I want to make my little angel cry for me.

She gets close to me, her beautiful tits still outside her dress, and her hardened nipples fall to my lap, teasing me. She sits her curvy waist near me, and I can feel her lips at the head of my dick, breathing on me, the sensation making me hard, and I’m in pain if I don’t feel her soon.

I grab the back of her black hair, holding it so rough she yelps when I tug the strands from her scalp.

This is the roughest I’ve been with her since Iraq, and I will not beg for forgiveness.

“You’re going to take your punishment, Ari. You’re going to bleed sweet tears for me, and you’re going to hate it.” I bring her face toward me, then I lick the bottom of her neck to her cheeks. She tastes so good, but it doesn’t come close to the way she drips honey between her thighs. She’s so enticing, so fucking addicting.

I’m obsessed with her.

“You like it when I force you, don’t you?” I reach over, my hand snaking under her dress, and a low, sadistic grunt of a laugh escapes me when I realize she’s not wearing any underwear. My fingers go between her folds, then I push two fingers inside her, and she trembles. So tight, so soft, so sweet. “Such a dirty angel.” She’s so wet, she’s dripping down her thighs already, leaking all over my seat.

Fuck.

“Danny, I want—” I push my fingers into her mouth, not letting her finish.

“It’s not about what you want tonight, Ari.” Her brows wilt together, confused. “Taste what I do to you.” She clamps her mouth down on my fingers, sucking them. “You’re going to hate how much you’ll enjoy this. Your pussy is already weeping,” I coo in her ear mockingly. Then I bite down on her lobe gently, and she squeaks. “It will be screaming for me by the time I finish.”

Her eyes widen, and her cheeks flare hot pink.

I will not let her come tonight. Maybe I’m jealous. Maybe I’m hurt. Or maybe I’m mad. Whatever it is, I’ll apologize later.

Sin now, repent after.

Then I shove her stunned, open mouth on my cock. She gags on my length. My balls tighten, and I roar, satisfied.

“Change” by Deftones fills my truck, and I can barely hear her incoherent noises as she swallows me.

She wraps her tongue around me, licking every sensitive nerve, and I throw my head back on the leather seat as she gags, chokes, and sucks hard on me.

“Fuck, baby, such a good girl. My good girl.”

I loosen my grip and watch her take control of her need to taste me. I still hold her hair, but she’s doing it all.

I’m grinding my teeth so hard each time my cock hits the back of her throat. Tears glisten in the corners of her pretty brown eyes.

She keeps going, sucking, bobbing her head up and down, and I watch her so intensely, enjoying every fucking second. Then she pulls my cock out of her mouth and instead sucks on my balls. I groan, raising my brows when she swallows them. She’s taking me by surprise. She puts each of them in her mouth, meanwhile wearing a sinful grin.

“Punish me harder, Danny.”

My eyebrows raise. Her request has my dick jumping, but I’m hesitant.

“Careful what you ask for.”

Because I will. I will punish her harder if that’s what she wants, but giving me complete control? Now, that is a dangerous thing.

I snarl at her, warning her as she licks my length to the top of my cock, and she smiles as she does it. Then she takes the head of it, putting into her mouth, and gives it another world-shattering suck.

“I know exactly what I’m asking for. Punish. Me. Harder,” she taunts.

I grin sadistically. She loves the pain.

I grab her by the throat, hard, rough, but this time, I put pressure on it. Bringing her face to mine, I tell her, “Give me your ass, Ari. I’m going to make your pussy weep for me as I fill your insides. You’re going to be begging for me to stop, and when you do, I’ll hurt you just a bit more.” Then I trail my nose to her breasts, and she pushes her chest into my mouth.

I suck on her nipple hard, squeezing her tits with my other hand. My fingers pressed into her skin like a thirsty beast.

I close my eyes as I tease her. Her body stiffens when she realizes I’m about to unleash a taste of my darkest desires.

If she thinks this is it, she doesn’t realize just how far I’ll go to claim her as mine.

“You know what? No! I don’t want to give you any part of me anymore. Let me fucking go.”

“Let you go?” I hum sarcastically.

She nods, glaring daggers at me, and I laugh.

“You’re not going anywhere. You don’t have a fucking choice,” I growl. Fuck, how I love to watch her hate me.

She tries to grind herself on me, probably to relieve the pain from not feeling me.

I could worship her tits all night. I bite her nipple right before I release her. “Fracture my boundaries like you promised me in Iraq, right?” she chokes out through my hold, testing me, still getting under my skin by sassing me. A deep snicker growls out of me.

I tighten my grip on her neck so it’s harder for her to breathe. I’m going to physically take her breath away.

She struggles to breathe, but doesn’t thrash against my hold. Her fingers are holding onto my hand that’s wrapped around her throat. I dig into her skin, rough and tight, and she looks like she’s about to pass out, but I won’t let her…or maybe I will.

“This is what you do to me,” I hiss into her ear angrily, my lips brushing against her ear. She yelps little moans through the chokehold I have her in, but I won’t let her sneak in oxygen yet. “Feel my pain, Ari,” I tell her as she struggles, tears in the corner of her eyes, crying like I wanted her to. She glares at me the entire time, letting me suffocate her.

“I can’t fucking breathe when you’re not with me. Just. Like. This,” I growl, my voice husky and dark, while I give her one last tightened grip. Her eyes are about to roll back, and she almost passes out.

I let go of her, and she coughs, inhaling all the air I stole from her. She regains her composure, locking eyes with me. She doesn’t have to say anything. She wants me to kiss her.

Not just yet.

Then she takes a deep breath and springs onto her knees over my seat, her ass in the air. I love seeing her in this position, but now she will regret her words.

She pants hard, looking over her shoulder to watch me.

“Such a dirty girl. You want to watch me destroy you?”

She nods, biting her lip.

I lift the dress just barely enough to expose her beautiful cunt. I smirk when I see that she’s crying for me here, too.

Well, too fucking bad.

I tease her with my cock, hovering over her back, lubing myself up from the oil. It mimics the same lubrication as store-bought. I keep it in my truck. I also use the honey that drips from her. I also trail my cock at her clit, circling it, and she moans harshly.

“Still think you can handle me, little angel?” I position the head at her ass. The entrance is so tight. I know it will hurt her. I spank her ass hard. The loud slap rings out, and she winces away but repositions again.

“I’m not running,” she bites out.

“What a shame. I would love to see you try…” I push myself into her ass, entering her slowly. She moans, clawing at my seat.

Fuck, she’s tight here too.

Pleasure boils in every single nerve, and I’m in fucking euphoria as she clenches down on me. I already feel like I’m about to finish when she does that.

I’m not a total monster. I look over to make sure she’s still okay. She looks at me over her shoulder, licking her red lips.

I circle her clit, playing with her, and she moans in response. Harsh breathing and her legs tremble. I’m going to help her chase her ending, but she won’t cross the finish line.

I need to taste her.

I retract my finger from her clit and lick it.

“Sweet like a cherry.”

“Oh fuck, Danny…” she begs and pleads through harsh breathing.

I thrust into her, every inch inside her ass, and she’s screaming. But not from dread. She screams from pleasure.

“It hurts so fucking good,” she breathes out over the heavy metal music that continues to play.

“Good, let me hear you scream.”

I slap her ass again, then squeeze her cheeks as I rail her. I am marking more bruises and claiming her as mine again.

She plants her palm on the glass above the seat for balance. The way I’m fucking her, she has to reach for something because I’m not stopping. Her fingers twitch with each detrimental thrust I inflict on her.

“Your screams are like music to my ears, baby,” I growl as I continue to pound her mercilessly. She takes it so well.

My truck starts to shake from how hard I’m giving it to her. Back and forth, swaying as I fuck her, and I increase the speed on her clit with my fingers, circling. My little angel wanted to fall from heaven tonight, and I’m the one to capture her. I let her clit go and I grab her hips. I know her body well, and she’s about to come. Nope. No, she will not. Then I see her palm fall from the glass, leaving a handprint through the fog we’ve created on the window.

She reaches down to her clit, circling it, but I slap her hand away.

“You don’t get to come tonight. That’s your punishment.”

She grunts in response, pissed off at me. She retracts her hand, going back to palming the window.

Fuck, she feels so good. It makes it just that much better to watch her hate me as she continuously begs me to wreck her body and her soul.

Every part of her body wrapped around my cock so perfectly I could bury myself inside of her round after round for the rest of my life, and it would never be enough.

As I continue to push myself in and out of her tight entrance, she moans and whimpers over the music and our skin slaps, my belt clanking joins the noise. Her eyebrows furrowed, watching. And with each detrimental thrust of sinful lust I rock her with, she has me ruined.

I feel the climax coming, and I’m a feral creature, and there’s nothing stopping me from fucking her so deep because she feels too damn good like she always does.

I come so hard, and I pull out of her in time to spread all of my come on her perfect ass. Gripping my dick, stroking it all over my girl. I grab her hips so tight with my other hand I know I’ll leave bruises on her. Marking her as mine, like I always do.

I grunt hard when I reach my climax and throw my head back from the intense serenity as I empty myself on her.

“Danny! Please don’t do this to me. Let me come,” she complains, but it’s too late, and it’s too bad for her because I’m still mad.

If this were any other night, I would have had her sit on my face so that she rode my tongue until she came so hard she couldn’t remember her name, but only mine.

I ignore her pleas, breathing hard.

I reach for a towel that I have in a compartment. I always keep shit like this on hand. I clean her up, wiping away everything I shot on her back, and as soon as I finish, she escapes my hold. She pushes her dress down so that she’s no longer exposed and readjusts the top of her dress so her breasts aren’t out anymore.

She opens the door to my truck fast and jumps out, still with her heels on. She’s angry. Well, so am I.

But if she thinks she’s going to leave me again, she’s sadly mistaken.