Author's Note: I would like to pose another warning here, just for good measure.

Warning: Aggression, vulgar language/situations, rough sex/language. PLEASE if you are not of age in your state/country I urge you to find something else to read. This is M for a very good reason. It is also FICTION; therefore these characters need not worry about condoms. But please, if you are to practice sex, do so wisely and ALWAYS receive CONSENT before any urges are acted upon. Thank You, and Enjoy. Read and review as always if you are so inclined.

Side Note/Reminder: Booths' POV

My heart was racing, and I could feel beads of sweat slicking my forehead. I noticed the whites of my knuckles as I gripped her jaw, her face contort with a wince as I battled with what to do. Go on. Do it. She told you to. I can't. She's too fragile. You can. She wasn't fragile when she broke your heart and blatantly rejected you. She wasn't fragile when she paraded her biological urges around you. So fuck her Seeley. Give her what she wants. What you need. I don't need. I don't. You do. Spin her around. Don't look at those eyes Seeley. Hold her there and fu-Stop! I…I…No. YES! YES! LOSE CONTROL!

That red came back, my muscles tightened and she was facing the door before I could stop myself. I felt the beast inside me laugh; I could feel him crawling his way into my limbs. His claws raking through me, his teeth bare. She was so still against the door, her pert ass tight against my hardening cock and I could no longer suppress the groan. This was what I wanted. I wanted her to pay. I wanted her to feel what I felt. The pain, the feeling of having everything ripped right out of my body. I wanted her to feel it all. Punish her for all the wrong doings of the three of them. Yes, I'd give her exactly what she deserved.

I gripped a handful of her hair and yanked her head back, my lips against her ear, my breath hot making her shiver.

"I'm going to fuck you."

Another shiver raced down her spine, her ass grinding carefully against the bulge in my jeans as if enticing me.

"Don't fucking test me Bones."

"Do as you say you're going to Booth."

I clenched my teeth together and growled, every muscle in my body wound tighter than a coil. When my hand came down hard against her jean-clad ass she yelped, a familiar sting emanating over my palm. Her high-pitched yelp made me flinch, but I felt my lips cross with a smile, my heart racing even faster.

"Oh, I will Bones. Trust me. I will."

I yanked her head back further, baring her creamy, pale neck and sunk my teeth into the flesh there.

"Uhhh—ahhh.."

Her wince and moan raked over me and only encouraged my actions. She tastes sweet doesn't she Seeley? She sounds even sweeter. Give me more! My smirk was back against her skin, my right hand snaking over the front of her, gripping the front of her jeans and deftly pulling them open shoving them down as far as her mid thigh. A groan rolled from my throat and I smelt her arousal. Oh she's dripping for it, isn't she? She's gonna take this all like a good girl. Or at least you'll make her won't you. Yes. Yes I fucking will.

I gripped her hips and forced her back around to face me, her eyes searching my face almost as if she was confused. She wasn't looking at me though, she was looking at him. The brooding beast inside me that was slowly scratching his way out of my skin. I tried my best to assure her with my eyes knowing somewhere, somehow, she'd find safety and honesty there. Her lips twitched, and I dropped to my knees, forcing her shoes, socks, jeans and silky panties off. My hands traced their way up her mile long legs, my eyes watching as her head fell back, her eyelids fluttering closed.

"Fucking look at me."

I growled, my nails digging into the sensitive flesh of her thigh. Her eyes shot down, and I rose back to my feet, her following my every move with those stunning ocean blue depths. Rip that blouse off Seeley. Expose her tits, fondle them, bite them. LAVISH them. I listened to that brooding voice, gripping her blouse with both hands, I yanked apart and reveled in the sound of the fabric tearing. The stark black of her bra was a mystical contrast to her porcelain skin, and it yanked a shudder from my body. With shaky hands, teeth gnawing on my bottom lip, I unfastened the front clasp and yanked that too, from her. She stood stark naked in front of me, her frail form shuddering. Her chest heaved with anxious breaths, lips parted and full waiting to be devoured, pert nipples tightened begging for suction.

I held her in my hands, examining the weight of her arousal, squeezing the mounds with varying pressure eliciting delightful moans from her. My forefinger and thumb pinched a pale nipple experimentally, and I reveled in her torso arching forcefully towards me.

"You like that don't you?"

A barely there nod of neatly straight auburn hair and I was pulling, pinching just a tad harder, slipping my left hand down her abdomen, my nails raking ever so gently. Her hands fisted at her side before they grabbed at my shoulders squeezing until the muscle pinched.

"I asked you a fucking question Bones."

Her nails bit into my chest and I couldn't help but groan. Rip her control away! This is not her show! Shaking my head, a devilish smirk reaching my lips, I gripped her wrists and forced them above her head and firmly against the door.

"You don't touch me unless I tell you to. Understood?"

A simple nod, hooded eyes barely finding mine.

"Now, answer my fucking question. Do you like when I do this?"

I enunciated my question by pulling both the pert, pink nipples and twisting, watching her chest blush and the sensitive skin around my fingers swell. I wanted to hear her pleas, needed to hear the want in her voice and when she gave it to me, it raced over my skin like cool water on a hot day.

"Yes. Yes, oh God—Booth."

"Turn the fuck around."

My right hand slapped her left mound hard and I caught sight of my print just before she faced the door once more. I reached for her hip pulling her back against me, lifting her ass just right to grind myself between the lusciously toned cheeks.

"This won't even be half of what you made me feel. You broke me Brennan. Now, I'm going to break you. Do you understand? You're going to pay for it all."

I slapped her cheek hard once, twice, then five times. She was beginning to shake, her knees wobbling.

"It's never going to be enough. You hear me? Never. Fucking. Enough."

Another slap crackled in my ears and she whimpered.

"Tell me. Fucking tell me Brennan."

I gripped her hair, yanking her head back as I had at first, my teeth and tongue finding her pulse. Torturing her with slow licks, harsh bites.

"I-I don't…I can't."

"Yes. Yes you can."

Another whack and I forced my leg between hers, raising my thigh until it made contact with her heat. She moaned, her throat vibrating against my lips.

"You're dirtying my jeans.."

Her fluids soaked through the denim and coated me. Ravage her Seeley. I tried to think coherently, but the feel of her wetness, the sound of her groans drugged me.

"Stay put. Don't fucking move."

I took a step back, yanked at my shirt until the buttons fluttered across the room in all directions. I deftly yanked at my button fly and forced my jeans down my legs, toeing my shoes off, then my socks.

My blood boiled with the combination of alcohol and anger based lust. Arousal hit me in the gut as I watched her sink to her knees. My Bones, the world-renowned anthropologist, author, and socially inept doctor was staring up at me. All her feminist views seemed to have gone out the window, her lips quivering as she spoke. I wondered then, if I had broken her so quickly.

"Fuck my mouth. Make me take it all back."

I cocked my head to the side and stepped slightly closer watching her hands touch the front of my thighs. She watched as my arousal throbbed and bobbed in front of her, nimble fingers carefully tracing circles in the hair of muscled thighs. Her chest was heaving, stained with a deep blush, her tongue darting out moistening her lips.

"I asked you not to move."

Was all I could muster before grabbing her under arms and yanking her to her feet. I dragged her down the hall to her bedroom. Neither of us spoke, just moved down the hall with earnest hand in hand, until we all but danced through her doorframe. I grabbed her by the hips and lifted her, tossing her onto the bed. She bounced twice, her breasts moving and enticing me. I could swear I saw the ghost of a smile before teeth pulled in a swollen lip and chewed. I climbed on the bed balancing on my knees, my hand stroking my swollen length. She just stared at me, panting.

"On all fours Bones."

She turned and fell to her hands and knees. I spanked her, hard and watched my handprint form bright against her pale skin. She only whimpered, but I refused to soothe her.

"Do you know how it feels Bones? How it feels to be completely broken?"

Another slap, my other hand raking down her back leaving a trail of red stripes. She arched and groaned, breathing heavier.

"Answer me."

I could see her pussy glisten, swollen lips begging for some attention, relief. Another slap and her hands gave out. She fell forward and a smile danced across my lips.

"Please."

She begged with a wiggle of her ass. I rubbed the head of my cock against her damp slit, groaning loudly.

"You're so fucking wet Bones. Is that for me? Is this what you like?" I slapped her ass again pushing the head in slowly.

"Uhhhnn—God Booth. Yes..Yes it's-ahhh it's what I like."

Grip her by the hips and plunge into that pussy. It's tight, you know it is. Stretch her, make her beg for it. Come on Seeley, stretch that pink, wet, pussy. I growled and forced my cock the rest of the way inside her, feeling her adjust to my girth and length.

"Holy—shit…"

Her back arched, her nimble fingers gripping the sheets.

"That's right Bones. Tell me what I want to hear."

With a defiant turn of her head, a quick twist of her hips, she growled with a smirk

"No."

Laying flat on her back, my length no longer sheathed in her hole and I felt my rage boil once more as she rejected another request. I quickly crawled over her, pinning her thighs apart with my knees, unconcerned of the bruises I was sure I was leaving. I gripped her throat, squeezing warningly, face inches from hers.

"Don't you dare fucking deny me. Your pussy is dripping for my cock and you fucking know it. Your eyes are glazed over with lust. You're just fucking playing me. I don't. Want. To be. Played. With. Bones."

That's when it hit me. Full force the beast raged. He covered me in his anger, his lust. His teeth bared and his claws gripped my throat. Taking complete control.

Before I knew it, I was plunging my engorged length inside her seething hole, resting my forehead against hers listening to her groan. Her nails dug into my shoulders, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip, eyes locked with mine. Something in them spoke to me, slipped past that dark half of me and nearly begged me to let it be real. I was growling, groaning, sweating. I pumped in and out until I felt my balls tighten, my stomach clench.

"I'm gonna cum Bones." I whispered.

"No. Don't. Please."

I forced myself to pull from her, my throat distending as I yelled in frustration. My near purple cock throbbing for release, my balls clenching from the edging. I stared down at her glaring.

"Fuck you. Fuck you!"

I crawled off her bed and watched her crawl to the end. "You said you'd break me. So fucking break me Seeley."

I whipped around to face her, my cock bobbing in front of her lips. I reached for her jaw wrenching it open, and forced myself inside. Her hot tongue slid over the underside of my cock and the shudder that ripped through me threatened to break me. I forced my hips forward, one hand tangled in her auburn locks at the back of her head, the other at her throat.

"God—Fuck, your throat feels fucking good."

I felt her throat muscles contract as she gagged, struggling to take me all the way.

"Yes baby…yes fucking…Jesus Christ…Take me."

Her hand reached out and cupped my balls, her eyes looking up in search of mine, and something clicked. Something that made my heart tug, turned the heat in my blood down to a simmer and I pulled from her lips. My tone was softer when I spoke, almost a plea and I could no longer feel the clawing inside my chest or the hateful vulgar words in my head.

"Please Bones…"

She seemed to register and turned back onto her hands and knees, looking back at me over her shoulder nodding her approval. I climbed up behind her, my hands gently caressing the backs of her thighs, a tender squeeze of her ass cheeks before gripping her hips. A complete 180 from just moments before; still foggy with nearly uncontrollable lust, may large hands encircled her narrow hips as I settled further up behind her.

She pushed back sheathing me in her warmth, the slickness of her pussy coating me so deliciously. I couldn't help but let my head fall back, my throat itch and strain with moan after moan. My hips pumped and pumped, my right hand reaching forward and gripping her by the throat pulling her up until her back was flush against my chest.

"Cum Booth…Please-ahhh God…Booth…!"

Her walls tightened, as she begged to milk my cock. Sitting back on my calves, I ground up into her panting against her shoulder in between open mouth kisses; my forearm resting between her breasts as my hand cradled the front of her neck in a loving erotic manner.

"Fuck…Yes…Bones I want to…Fuck…"

She wriggled her ass, meeting my forceful thrusts with a rhythm off beat from mine. It was torture, her wet sheath was gripping me, throbbing against my twitching length, milking me for a release. But I couldn't, not until I heard her say it.

"Tell me.." I panted in her ear. "Fucking tell me Bones."

I slowed my thrusts and she whimpered in protest. Her eyes shutting tightly, I slapped her ass with my free hand.

"Tell me!" My orgasm threatened to rush through me and I begged silently for her to just give it up.

"Booth-I need…Please."

I thrust harder, deeper, and forced my hand to come across her ass again.

"Fucking. Tell. Me. And I'll give you exactly what you need."

My hips stilled then sitting back completely until I was able to look over her shoulder; I could swear she sobbed at the cease of friction. I stroked her cheek, my lips touching hers for the first time since we started this.

"Please Bones. Just tell me."

She let her head fall back against my shoulder, my nose nuzzling her temple in a caring manner.

"I…Touch me."

Her small apale fingers wrapped around my wrist and removed my hand from her throat guiding it to her breast, where I fondled and pinched her nipple. She sighed and moaned lightly,

"I..Ahhhh yes…I."

I began to grind up into her again, tweaking her nipple the deeper I went, the faster I went.

"Oh Fuck Booth, I love you…God…Damnit, I love you. Yes! Yes…Ohhhh!"

Her walls squeezed me and I let my hips move faster until my cock throbbed inside her, coating her. I shuddered, wrapping both my arms around her waist and easing her down onto her stomach. I rested my forehead between her shoulders, shame flooding me. As if she sensed it, she whispered gently,

"That beast doesn't control all of you Booth. You needed it."

I kissed her shoulder and pleaded my apology anyway. Rolling to her side I tried not to stare at her gaze.

"It was just a biological—"

"Don't. Please. Don't turn it into that."

"I'm sorry."

"I know." I took a deep breath, steadying myself before rolling off the bed and to my feet. I heard the sheets rustle and knew she must be shielding herself from me.

"Stay."

She whispered and I felt as if I'd run into a wall. I turned to face her. The rustling I thought was her hiding herself, was really the pull back of the sheets; an open invitation to just lay down and embrace the warmth.

"Booth. Stay, please. I need you."

I watched the blush hit her cheeks, knowing she'd never said those words to anyone but me. I crawled in next to her hesitantly, laying flat on my back, my right arm outstretched until her head found its place on my chest and I could pull her against my side.

"Bones, I-"

"No, don't Booth. Don't turn it into that."

She repeated my words and kissed my sweaty chest. I wanted to tell her I loved her. I wanted to say I needed her too, but it never came to my lips. Just sleep overwhelmed me, and I hoped in the morning, I wouldn't be pushed out.