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Thorne is all-consuming as he leans over my naked form.
He’s still clad in his dress shirt and trousers as his hands press either side of my head; those powerful forearms and chest cage me in. Behind me, I feel the quiet tapping of rain against the window, and there’s a dappled effect to the moonlight drifting across the room. Rivulets of water start to bead and slowly drip down the glass. Somewhere between the moon and the droplets, an eerie glow is cast like a silvery net everywhere I look.
My eyes dart over to where the other two are in various stages of undress. Fucking hell, this is every outrageous fantasy of mine come to life, and it just so happens that the men who want to punish me also desire me.
I guess we’re all as fucked as each other.
“Eyes on me.” Thorne rumbles. The sound is like honey coating me from head to toe, and my stomach does a swan dive in anticipation of what’s to come.
One finger hooks under my chin, and he tilts my head back so that I’m swimming in his azure-blue gaze. He looks down at me with so much furious longing that I’m suspended for a moment, not knowing whether he’s going to kiss me or kill me.
“I don’t mind sharing your body, Foxglove. But when I’m fucking you, I expect every ounce of your focus to be on me, unless I give you permission otherwise.”
Well, shit. Yes, please. This man can tell me what to do all day and all night long.
Those hands he uses to probably murder people are so careful with me, and my entire body hums. Desire radiates like a solar flare from that singular point of contact below my chin.
With Ky, he’s like being inside a whirlwind. My Norse god filled with wicked promises.
Being with wolf boy is every dark edge of mine being lured to tangle with his menace.
But with Thorne? It’s like I’m melting for one drop of praise from his lips or feather-soft brush of his fingers across my skin.
“Take me out.” His command is quiet and firm.
My hands seek out his belt buckle; each clank of metal as it comes undone beneath my shaky fingers sends a spark straight to my clit. The buzz of his zipper descending causes goosebumps to erupt down the full extent of my arms. And then I’m biting my lip as I carefully push down the waistband of his briefs.
Oh. My. God. Thorne’s cock is thick and long and veined along the length of him. It bobs up against his stomach, and at the base, I can see his trimmed dark hair.
I must be signaling every dirty thought of how I want to drop to my knees and take him in my mouth because the man in front of me makes an impatient noise.
“There’s plenty of time for that later.”
He grabs me under the ass and lifts me to wrap my legs around his hips.
“Thorne.” I gasp. Feeling the swollen head of him pressing insistently at my core.
“Put me inside you.” The instruction is gruff, leaving a trail of shivers dancing across my skin.
“Yes, Daddy.”
He makes the sexiest grunting noise hearing me call him that, and I have to bite my lip.
With one hand clinging to his shoulder, I reach down and wrap my fingers around his cock. He’s velvety beneath my grip, and the sensation of me touching him for the first time causes Thorne to let out a hiss of pleasure. Knowing just how much I affect this man sends me floating on a glittering cloud, feeling all-powerful. Even if I’m the one completely naked and at his mercy to be used by him as he likes.
I wriggle slightly in his hold, fitting him to my soaked and swollen entrance.
“That’s it. Guide me in. Right there.” The moment the tip of him breaches me, he takes over.
“Shit. Even after stretching you around my fingers, you’re so tight.”
I throw both arms around his neck, and my mouth hangs open as he presses my spine up against the windows.
“Oh, ffffuck.” I moan as he pulses his hips, allowing me to adjust to his size, and the fat head of him feels so fucking good working that delicious spot.
Thorne makes a feral noise, like he’s barely hanging on by a thread, then his eyes drop to my lips.
“You’re mine.” His voice is a murmur.
