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She shouldn't have seen him angry, the only time it happened was when he had a fight with his father, how could he explain to her that it wasn't because of the threats, he would survive them. The thought that his father wished he had touched her, her presence alone was the reason Anthony Mallory was still alive. But that would change if he approached her again. Jason was going to make sure of that, he was going to bury him himself.

It was too early, and if Cassidy hadn't been home, Jason wouldn't have been able to help himself. His nostrils flared and closed as he tried to hold back his anger, but it was evident in his gaze, his gait, the sharp, almost violent way he he opened the door and his cold green eyes scanned the hall and living room of their apartment. "Cassidy!" he roared, his eyes searching frantically for a sign that she was home.

She needed to be home, he needed her, strong and painful. No one else would survive around him right now, only her. "Cassidy!" his deep voice echoed through the flat like a drumbeat and he started towards the bedrooms, meeting her on the last step. His hands grabbed her shoulders as her body slammed into his chest and Cassidy flew backwards with a scream. Jason glared at her, she blinked in confusion, opening and closing her mouth, but he didn't give her a chance to say anything, sinking his lips into hers.

"How seedy" he growled, looking down at the shirt Cassidy was wearing which reached mid-thigh. Jason grabbed the lapels of her shirt and undid the buttons, staring at her breasts for a moment. "Jason?" she confusedly tried to say something else, but he wasn't listening, he couldn't, he needed her, she was his salvation, his beacon in the dark.

"I need you, Cassidy!" his gaze hungrily roamed her semi-naked body and his mouth filled with saliva and his cock throbbed hopelessly longing to feel her. Her hands gently cupped his face and she rose on her toes, pressing into his chest, her lips crashing into his. Jason wrapped an arm around her waist, lifting her up with the other and her back hit the wall.

Her legs wrapped around his waist, he kissed her with force and anger, biting her lips and sucking her tongue, unzipping his pants. His cock jumped out pulsatingly in search of its target. Jason pushed aside the edge of her underwear and penetrated her with a growling sigh. "Holy shit!" Cassidy moaned, caught off guard, she clung to him, feeling herself nearly break under his rough, angry thrusts.

Jason was breathing heavily, squeezing her so hard he was knocking the air out of her and Cassidy could feel her bones cracking, but she didn't stop him, didn't say a word, letting the power of his angry arousal take over her body. His relentless thrusts clouded her mind and she screamed, squirting after only a few thrusts of his cock, stretching the walls of her core.

Jason went crazy. Her body's passionate response to his anger sent him into a frenzy and turned him on even more. He gripped her throat and began to move insanely fast, drinking her lips and moans, her pained whimper killing any attempt he made to maintain at least some control over his body. Cassidy was suffocating, her body numb, swept by arousal and the burning need of her lungs, struggling for air. His thrusts tore her apart and pushed her over the edge again and again.

Jason roared and bit down hard on the crook of her neck, piercing her once more and his cum flowed out in powerful spurts, filling her throbbing womb. Cassidy screamed and her body slumped helplessly in his arms. Jason took several deep breaths and suddenly pulled back in shock, looking for her face hidden on his shoulder. "Cass, baby?" he cursed when she didn't answer and carried her to their bedroom.

"Love?" he knelt on the bed and gently laid her down. Cassidy let out a soft sigh, too tired to answer. "I'm sorry, my love, I didn't mean to..." Jason gently grabbed her chin and turned her head slightly, wincing at the marks of his fingers on her neck, realizing that he had let his anger hurt her and that Cassidy would carry the bruises from it for weeks.

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