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He tuts before kissing the life out of me and letting go of any restraints like a wild animal, pounding into me so hard I nearly see stars. Until his entire body tenses up and he’s moaning out my name against my lips. He abruptly pulls back and grabs his dick, keeping his eyes locked on mine as he sprays warm ribbons of white all over my stomach.

My eyes travel down to his cock, and I suck in a harsh breath as my stomach sinks.

Oh, fuck…

CHAPTER TWENTY

Colten

Her face pales as I paint a pretty picture of cum all over her gorgeous body. Fuck, that’ll make me hard again.

I follow her gaze down to my dick, and my heart jumps in my goddamn throat. Bright red streaks all over my shaft. I take a breath, trying to formulate a thought. There ain’t no fuckin’ way…

“I better have fucked you hard enough to start your period,” I say.

Her face scrunches up, and she glances away. I grab her chin, forcing her to look me in the eye. “Gianna, tell me I didn’t take your virginity at fucking knife point.”

She opens her mouth. Closes it.

“Gianna,” I warn.

“Wait. That wasn’t your first time too?”

My eye twitches. It settles like a betrayal. Like she used me to take her virginity to report back that she consummated the marriage.

That she didn’t want me. She just wanted a husband to fuck her to get some praise from her father for doing her job.

“Fuck off with that,” I snap, the anger bubbling inside me.

“What difference does it make if I was or wasn’t? Was it bad?” she whispers.

My heart beats so fast it’s like it’s going to tear out of my chest. “We both know it wasn’t bad. I want the truth. You can manage that, right?”

“Yes. Colten. I’m a virgin. There. Said it. Does that make you feel better?”

“Not really,” I grunt.

I shake my head. This has to be some sort of nightmare. There is no way a woman as fierce and beautiful as her has never had sex. Although, perhaps that’s why she’s got so much pent-up rage.

But I feel like I stole something I wasn’t meant to take. I don’t care who she is, or what her family has done to mine; it seems like another trick. Even though the thought is making my dick ache that no one else has had her, except me.

“It’s not a big deal, Colt.”

I arch an eyebrow. “I shouldn’t have fucked you that hard. You should have lost it to someone that respected you more.”

“Says who? Didn’t realize you made the universal rules about a woman losing her virginity?”

I blink at her as she shuffles back, sitting up, my cum spilling onto her thighs.

Glancing down at the blood on my dick, my jaw twitches. That fury returning. I’m always some part of a fucking game that I didn’t ask to play. “You want me to take a picture of that and send it to your father? Prove you did your end of the deal?”

She swallows. “No, you don’t need to, but you can if you want.”

“I don’t want to know if you’re fucking serious, Gianna.”

I climb off the bed and grab a box of tissues from the side, tossing them beside her.

She huffs, snatching them. “This is the twenty-first century; not every woman wants to lose it with rose petals and candles,” she mutters.