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Fuck no. I wasn’t going unsatisfied, no matter how hard I had to fight him. I didn’t think he was going to be able to hold back either. He was clearly as needy as I was. “How much longer can you wait, Matteo? Don’t you want to come inside me, to give me your load, then watch it drip back out of me?”

He snarled at me. “No. I want to come all over you. I want you covered in it, marked by it. I want anyone who comes near you to know you’re mine and that I will do whatever is necessary to protect you.”

“I’m capable of protecting myself. I think you know that.” I could protect my body anyway, if not my heart. At least not when I trusted the wrong person.

Except he was the right person all along.

I looked up and met his eyes. “I don’t want to run anymore.”

Matteo smiled. “Neither do I.”

“I need you.” I was shaking again, but it wasn’t from fighting not to come. It was from the intense emotion racing through my body like shockwaves.

“Beg me more.”

“Please fuck me. I need you inside me. I need your cock. I need your hands on me. I need your mouth on me. I need you everywhere.”

His breath caught. “Why does breaking you feel like I’m breaking myself instead?”

“I don’t know. Please. I can’t wait anymore.”

His expression turning from lovestruck to wicked again. “You will wait as long as I tell you. You won’t come without permission.”

“Fuck, Matteo. I don’t know if I can hold back anymore.”

“You can do anything. I trust you.”

He reached for his sweats and pulled out a packet of lube.

“Damn, you actually came prepared.”

“From now on, if I’m around you, I’ll be prepared. I don’t think I can let five minutes pass without touching you now that I have you again.”

“I think Miles might have something to say about that.”

“Miles can fuck off. You’re mine, not his.”

I frowned up at him. “You don’t think…. Miles is head over heels in love with Ben. There’s never been anything between us.”

“Really? Not even years ago?” He asked as he slicked up his cock. I couldn’t look away as his hands moved along his shaft. “Carter, you’d better talk.”

“We made out once in high school. We were drunk and horny. It felt weird, not right at all. We’ve been nothing but friends ever since.”

“I better not see him look at you like he wants to touch you, because then I’m going to have to kill him.”

“Matteo, you’re not going to kill Miles.”

“Just hope he behaves, and I won’t have to.”

“Look at me,” I demanded. “Miles is a friend. A very good, very loyal friend who saved me when I came home from Colombia. But you…you’re fucking everything.”

He positioned himself between my legs, still holding my gaze. I cried out when he drove inside me, seating himself fully with one harsh stroke. It hurt like hell, but this was the kind of pain I could welcome. I hadn’t bottomed since I’d been with him, and my ass screamed in protest. Matteo gave me no time to adjust, he pulled back and drove in again.

“Open for me, Carter. This ass is mine.”

“There’s no one but you. I…. Fuck.” He gave me his full length again.

“That’s right. I’m the only one who fucks you.”

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