Payback: f*****g The Hockey Wolf Twins

Chapter Four

Isla

"I want to forget him," I finally replied. The words broke me even as I uttered them, but they were the truth. I wanted Mason erased completely from my memories.

And what better way to do that than with Azrael?

His eyes grew darker, but he said nothing else. "I want him to no longer exist to me," I whispered in the space between us. "I want to close my eyes, to think, and he will never be able to come to my mind again. I want to completely erase his memory and replace it with someone else."

Fuck it, I was going to say it. Even though the rumors said he and his brother were these irredeemable monsters everyone should be scared of, the heat pooling in my tummy just from a touch on my chin was singing a different story. I was no longer going to be the careful, obedient good girl Mason thought he could break.

"I want you to f**k me, Azrael."

He stood there, saying nothing at first. My chest rose, hard and fast. What if he rejected me? What if he said I was not his type?

His dark green eyes were almost turning black, and some of his hair spilled across his face. His nose was not so straight now that I was so close. It was crooked, like someone had punched him and it got fixed, yet still retained a hint of that violence.

Slowly, he dropped his hand. I watched him take off his jacket, revealing a button-down shirt. His top two buttons were undone, beautiful tan skin shining under the contrast of the light, and he rolled his sleeves up slowly, revealing a dark intricate tattoo that rolled up his right forearm.

Everything about this man screamed one thing. Power. I wanted to feel it, this raw unbridled power thrusting between my thighs. Just how big was he? I imagined his thick c**k,, stretching me wide, filling me so deep I'd feel him in my throat. Would I beg him for mercy, even as I took every inch of his glorious length? My cunt clenched just thinking about it. How sore would I be after, unable to walk well for days? The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and not from fear.

I wanted to be ruined by him. I wanted to be so full of him that I'd never fit anyone else. I wanted him to use my body like he owned it, to f**k me so hard I'd forget my own name, let alone Mason's pathetic face. I imagined his hips slamming into mine, his c**k splitting me open, his grunts in my ear as he took what he wanted. God, I was already so wet for him, my thighs slick and my panties completely soaked.

My breath spiked, even as my panties were getting flooded. What if there was a truth to the rumors? Watching him now, how calculated he seemed, how his actions were deliberate, the darkness in his eyes. There had to be some truth, a reason why the entire school was so scared of the twin brothers. But the thought only made me wetter.

A monster between my thighs, devouring me, claiming me, ruining me for anyone else. The danger only made it hotter.

I cast the thoughts away from my mind. It didn't matter, whatever they said about them. Right now, this man was going to f**k Mason away from my mind permanently, and I relished the thought of that. His c**k was going to replace every memory of that cheating bastard.

"I only have two rules," I finally said, breaking the silence. The corner of his lips tugged up, amusement flashing again in his eyes.

"No names, and no questions."

"It seems I'm already at a disadvantage then," he chuckled deeply. "But I will respect your rules. Everything else will happen under my control. If you really want to be ruined, then you have to trust me completely."

I swallowed a nervous chuckle. "Done."

I turned around and turned the lights off. Only the emergency low lights shone above us, and this way, I could barely see his face. "If I can't see you, this would feel more like a fantasy."

He moved quickly, pinning me between him and the sink. His right forearm was above my head, the tattoo glowing even in the dark. I felt blood rush to my head, even as I struggled to take a few short breaths.

His hands came up to my face again. He pushed my hair gently behind my ears. "Beautiful," he murmured, his eyes never leaving mine.

Everything was happening so fast. My mind was shut, the only thing in it was him. The feel of his hands, his smell, those dangerous green eyes.

His fingers dropped lower, and I bit my lips, holding back a strangled moan. His hands dropped to my neck, tracing my skin lightly. Everything he touched burned in his path, my shoulder, my collarbone. Every inch of skin he grazed made me ache for more. I wanted his mouth on my n*****s, his tongue circling them while his fingers worked my c**t. I wanted to feel his c**k pressing against my entrance, teasing me before he finally pushed inside.

Azrael leaned closer. I felt his breath against my skin, his chest touching my erect n*****s. "Tell me, princess," he growled. "What do you want?"

"f**k me, please," I choked out. "Make me lose my mind, fill me with your c**k, ruin me so I'll think of this night and being f****d by you for as long as I'm alive." I could already feel it—the stretch, the burn, the fullness. I needed him inside me so badly it ached. My p***y was throbbing, begging to be filled.

God, I hope he is big. I hoped he would stretch me so wide, I wouldn't even remember my own name. I wanted to feel him in my stomach. I wanted to walk away from this bathroom limping, completely wrecked and satisfied.

Azrael fisted my hair in his hand, pulling my head backward. He kissed down my neck slowly, growls escaping his chest as his lips went lower. His teeth grazed my skin, and I arched into him, offering myself completely. I wanted to feel his mouth on every inch of me, wanted him to devour me whole.

I was going to do it. I was going to have s*x with one of the most aggressive hockey players in school, one of the men deemed untouchable by everyone. A monster, feared and respected everywhere he went. My legs went lax, my eyes closing as I arched into his submission completely. I could feel his hardness pressing against me through his pants, thick and heavy, and I wanted nothing more than to feel it inside me.

"Turn around."