Kaia looked at the monitor.

"Here is your winner: Roman Reigns!"

Kane was lying on the ground defeated. She knew he would be mad about it once he would get backstage again. He hated losing. He growled something in a low tone as he walked pass her shortly after. She followed him down the hallway.

"Kane, please," she said and put her hand on his arm.

He spun around, pushed her up against the wall and gave her that deadly stare she had seen so often.

"Come on, baby, it's me," she purred.

He eyed her up and down before grabbing her wrist and dragging her into the nearest room, locking the door behind them.

He grabbed her and slammed her up against the locked door. He ripped her clothes off, put an arm across her throat to keep her pinned against the door as his other hand found its way down between her legs.

"Spread them," he ordered.

She spread her legs and felt two of his fingers go inside her. She leaned her head back and started moaning. He quickly added a third finger, making her whimper at the sensation of his three thick fingers inside her.

"No, not yet," he growled and pulled out his fingers just as she was getting close to orgasm.

He took his clothes off but kept the mask on. He grabbed her hair and forced her to her knees.

"Suck it," he ordered.

She grabbed his dick with her hand and put her lips to it. She opened her mouth and took him inside as far as she could. She sucked and licked the best she could and she could hear him moan.

He pulled her back up by her hair. He lifted her up and lowered her down on his dick. She gasped as he roughly entered her. He pushed her up against the door again as he started thrusting into her as hard as he could. She scratched her nails down his back.

"Oh god," she whimpered as she felt herself getting close.

He pulled her away from the door and walked to a table. He pushed her down on it and put her legs over his shoulders. He kept thrusting in as hard as possible, going in so deep that she felt pain and pleasure at the same time.

She grabbed the edges of the table and screamed out loud as she came. He kept moving at the same pace, fucking her so hard, going in so deep that she almost couldn't take it.

He growled loudly as he came. He put her legs down and pulled out of her. She sat up on the table and looked at him. He took the mask off and leaned in to kiss her.

"Not so angry anymore?" She asked.
"Not when I can blow off some steam this way," he answered.
"Good. Don't take this the wrong way but I like it when you lose a match," she said and smirked.