Harper's Little Spitfire (Harper's Series) (19 page)

“Please, I need you inside of me, Mac.”

He groaned as he slid into the wet heat of her body, just enough to feel him there.

Mac rested his head against hers. “I can’t go slowly with you, Sage. I need more than that.” He moaned as she shifted beneath him.

“I don’t want slow right now, Mac,” Sage whispered in desire.

Sitting up, he lifted both of her legs over his shoulders, opening her up further than she had even been, and slammed forward in one single, hard thrust.

His girth stretched her, widening her more than she had expected. The pain ripped through her body from his rough entrance. As she screamed his name, he stilled fully inside of her, her nails digging deep into his back, knowing she would leave marks and possibly be bleeding from the force of the entrance. She breathed through the pain, more pain than pleasure from him entering her. She clenched around him, not helping the pain she was in, with the size of him deep inside of her unmoving.

Suddenly without a word, he pulled back, only the head of him still inside and lunged forward, harder and deeper than she possibly thought he could go. Mac repeated the movement over and over again.

Her body froze at the ferocity of his thrusts. His grip tightened on her legs as she tried to enjoy the moment between them, but all she was getting was pain. Shifting herself a little away from him, she pleaded with him, “Mac, you need to slow down, please.” Gripping his face in her hands, she locked eyes with him. “Mac, you’re hurting me,” she whispered, trying to get through to him.

He stilled his movements, breathing heavily above her as he looked into her eyes. His body strained against hers, knowing he wouldn’t be able to hold back his desires.

“Sage, I can’t. The way you are tightening around me has me ready to explode. Your pussy is milking my cock, wanting everything it has to give you,” he grunted hoarsely as he pushed back inside of her. The burn stung more this time round; holding back the tears she wanted to release, she bared the pain, wanting so much to enjoy the feeling of him finally being inside of her.

He obviously didn’t know that she was a virgin the moment he slid into her. Trying not to think too much, she slid her hand between their bodies reaching her clit, and started to rub. Her hips lifted off the bed, as the pain subsided and pleasure erupted through her system.

Mac growled as his eyes fastened on her fingers as she played with herself. His fingers dug into her thighs as his pace quickened. His hips rotating back and forth, then left and right, had her gasping for air as he hit deep inside of her. He sat deep within her, moving her hips against him, the friction of the movement had him so deep, he was hitting her cervix.

The sensation of having him so deep and finally inside of her had her heart constricting. Her core clenched around him, holding him there, not letting go. His movements driving harder and harder into her, her muscles contracting around his length, gliding over every single nerve ending, sent her body up in flames.

“Keep playing with your clit, Sage. Fuck you’re tight, baby,” he gritted out as he slowed down his speed. He removed her legs from his shoulders and flipped her over, still inside of her. Pulling her to her knees, she glanced over her shoulder, unsure about the position. Her hand stilled on her clit as he pulled back and smashed forward, sending her moving up the bed.

His hands gripped her hips, pulling her back against his movements as he went forward. The sensation of the action sent her body into overdrive; the heat running through her system had her ready to erupt.

Lying her head down while still playing with her clit, he had her ass up in the air. His hand left her hip and came down with a smack, making her jump at the contact. The shock from the pleasure that emitted from that one slap had her wanting more. She didn’t quite understand the thrill from the pleasure-pain sting that still emerged from the slap on her ass. Never in her life had she considered that she would be turned on by something as simple as that one move.

Wiggling her ass, she was too afraid to voice what she wanted. His fingers traced over the area were his hand landed on her. “Do you want more, Sage?” Mac asked in a strained voice. She shifted against him in response, eliciting a growl. “I need to hear the words from that dirty mouth of yours, Sage.” He stilled his movements. Whimpering, she pushed back, trying to make him move, anything to have the feel of him sliding in and out of her aching pussy.

Leaning forward, he grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and pulled her head back, drawing her eyes to him, “Say it, Sage, now.”

God, she had never in her wildest dreams thought she would be voicing what she wanted from someone. The way he grabbed her hair and pulled her back, teamed with a slight pain, fired her desire more for him, wanting him to give her everything she possible dreamed of. “I need you to fuck me, Mac, please,” she cried out.

Lifting her up as he drove back into her, his mouth crashed to hers as her fingers danced over her pulsating bud. His hands held her in front of him as he pinched her nipples; her body curved into his in response, intensifying Mac’s movements.

Sage’s head fell to the side as her breathing became erratic. The way he masterfully slid in and out of her, sending her further and further into the welcoming bliss of a mind-numbing explosion, was almost too much.

She stilled in his arms as her body bowed, the orgasm shattered through her. A forceful growl escaped Mac’s lips as he pounded harder and harder. “Fuck, Sage,” he grunted as he continued to move inside of her. She couldn’t breathe; the force of her release took everything from her as he kept on with his movements.

Out of nowhere, his teeth sunk into her neck, biting hard as he thickened to a point in her that it would be impossible to move. His head was thrown back suddenly when he roared her name and ejaculated inside of her.

His hands fell from her body as she collapsed to the bed with him landing on top of her. Her heart was pounding, the pulse seeping into the bed, feeling it vibrate through it.

Minutes went by as he lay on her back, trying to get his breathing back to normal. She was doing the same, having somewhat of a trouble doing it, with his large body pressing her into the mattress. His cock still buried deep inside of her, she tried moving from under him.

She felt him twitch; obviously wanting round two with her, but her body couldn’t take it. Pushing back against him, she mumbled, “Mac, you’re bloody heavy.”

Pulling out of her, she hissed at the pain and the complete loss of him. Rolling over, she faced him as he sat at the end of the bed with his back to her.

They sat apart, no words and the only noise was each of their breaths that broke the complete silence in the room.

Not being able to take the distance between them any longer, she shifted to the end of the bed and sat behind him as she wrapped her arms around his waist. As soon as her arms rounded him, he pushed them away and stood from the bed.

His body taut as he found his pants, he pulled them on. He never once looked her way, not a look or word as he continued to dress. Sage sat shocked as she watched him lift the shirt over his head and pull it down his body. Leaning over, Mac reached for his boots, turned and walked towards the door.

Sage immediately shot off the bed and raced after him, stopping as he was ready to open the door.

“Where are you going?” She murmured as she placed her hand on the door, stopping him from leaving.

He turned around, and the look that covered his face scared her. How could someone say they wanted you so much one minute, and then the next, have raw anger showing its ugly face?

“Sage, did you expect more to happen between us?”

Nodding, she kind of did.

“That’s never going to happen, Sage. I needed a good hard fuck, and you supplied that for me. Although I should have stuck with Sarah, since she loves it when I fuck her anyway I want.”

Throwing her hand to her mouth, she gasped, “What?” She felt sick at his words.

“Sweetheart, you turn me on; you suck cock like a pro hooker. But in bed, how can I say this so that you understand: you’re too frigid for my liking. I need someone with way more experience than you have.”

She couldn’t believe the words coming from his mouth. Sage stumbled back as his harsh words hit her in the chest. Tears streamed down her cheeks as he stood there staring at her, his face a mask.

Rage overtook the hurt she felt as she flew towards him, thumping her fists on his chest. “I just let you take my virginity, you fucking loser! How could you treat me like this after what we just shared?” she sobbed, continuing to hit out at him.

He gripped her hands, stopping her from hitting him, and leaned down. “Now I know the reason why you were so tight. I thought you hadn’t fucked in a while. But thanks for giving me another notch in the bedpost, babe,” he sneered.

Her fist came up and connected hard with his nose. He fell back against the door, grunting from the pain. Blood gushed from his nose, dripping down his shirt. She moved away from him as he glared at her. Satisfaction welled inside of her as she caused him pain, but nowhere near what he had just done to her.

Gulping, she stepped back as Mac stomped towards her, gripping her hand that hit him. “You’re fucking lucky you aren’t a guy, Sage. Because if you were, you’d be on your ass knocked out,” he growled out as his hand grasped onto hers, digging his fingers into her knuckles. She whimpered as the pain throbbed up her arm.

He pushed her back away from him. “Now I can see why I was so fascinated with you. You were untouched. For the life of me, I can’t see why I even thought of you. Wasted my time thinking of the ways I wanted to take you. But my cock had other ideas; it just wanted a piece of you. And now that I’ve allowed that to happen, I have to erase that image of the way your pussy rippled around my cock, because I never want to think of that image ever again.”

Her body trembled with pain from her hand, to the words that shattered her heart. His words ripped through her, pulling her heart out of her chest and squeezing the life out of it right in front of her eyes.

“I fucking hate you, MacKenzie Harper. I thought you were different. How stupid of me to even think that of you. You will always be the man-whore you are and not care for anyone other than yourself. As long as you get your dick wet, you’re happy. You’re a waste of fucking space. Don’t
ever
come near me again. I hope you rot in hell, you fuck!” she screamed as she ran past him. Pulling the door open, it banged against the wall as she moved out of the room and down the hall.

She couldn’t see where she was going. Tears streamed from her eyes, blurring her vision as she tried hard to find her way down the hall. She tripped over something that was in her way and hissed as more pain entered her body. Curling her body up where she fell, she couldn’t help the tears that escaped from her eyes. She didn’t want Mac to see her acting this way, but with the pain she was in, she didn’t care.

“Sage.” She heard a voice call out to her.

Screwing her eyes closed as hard as she could, not wanting to see Mac again, she pulled further into herself. Thunderous footsteps echoed down the hall, more than one set she could tell, all moving towards her.

“Spitfire, what happened? Are you hurt?” Logan’s frantic voice travelled through the throbbing in her head.

She couldn’t move, didn’t want to. She wanted the floor to open up, swallow her whole, and take the pain away.

“Someone get me a blanket; she’s shivering,” Logan screamed at someone.

Hands ran over her naked body before the blanket was placed over her. A body settled behind her as strong arms engulfed her, pulling Sage into their body heat.

“What the fuck happened?” Caleb asked.

None of them had any idea. Her voice didn’t work, either from the screaming or sobs that racked over her body.

Suddenly, she was lifted from the floor and was being moved by strong, caring arms. She basked in the heat radiating from the body that she was curled in. A door slammed closed somewhere in the house, then she was placed down on a soft surface as more than one body laid beside her. One in front, one behind and one at her feet. She knew exactly who the bodies belonged to and loved that they were with her right now.

“Sage, please tell me what happened. I hate seeing you in pain, especially when I don’t know who or what caused it,” Logan whispered against her hair.

She curled further into him, not saying a word. How could she answer them?
Hey, guess what? Mac just fucked me, but the best part is, he took my virginity without even knowing, and I allowed it! Then he broke my heart!

Yeah. Not going to happen. With the tone in their voices, there was no way she was telling them exactly what happened in there. They were pissed, she could tell, but once her little secret came out, especially her newest one about why she was hurting badly both inside and out, everything was going to come crashing down.

How were they going to react once she told them the truth? She didn’t want the same reaction that she received from Mac. She mentally shook herself. She knew better than that. Logan would understand better than anyone; she just hoped Zeb and Caleb did too.

She curled up further in Logan’s embrace. She didn’t want to say anything tonight. Without telling them what was wrong, she pushed everything out of her mind and basked in the loving feeling and heat from all three of them, there with her. In the morning, she would tell them, but at that moment, surrounded by three men who cared, she didn’t want to remember what had just occurred. She allowed her heart to open to Mac, and just like the last time, he ripped it apart right in front of her and laughed while he did it. This was the real Mac she had seen tonight, someone that she never in her life wanted to see again. He destroyed every feeling of hope and love she had ever had for him within minutes. It was going to be hard to come back from this, but she was strong. She was going to fight her emotions. She hated him, but love didn’t flutter away and disappear so easily. She would try her hardest to remove them altogether. There was never going to be a spot in her heart for him again. There was no way she was risking her heart for the third time. That was the end of it. As far as she was concerned, MacKenzie Harper was non-existent to her.