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He comes awake with a gasp. “Olivia?”
I tear off my T-shirt and press my chest to his, groaning at his body heat. “Fuck me.”
Marrok grips my hair, forcing me to meet his silvery stare in the moonlight sweeping through the bedroom window. He isn’t asking what I’m doing; he’s asking if I’m sure.
We both know I don’t have a choice.
“My energy is gone.”
He nods, then curls one hand around my neck. The other he anchors on my hip, pressing me against his stiff length, before he takes my mouth.
His kiss is masterful, the grind of his cock against my clit overwhelming. My bones turn liquid. I moan and lose myself before I remember all the reasons I shouldn’t.
Before I can recover, he pinches my nipples. I can’t bite back my gasp.
My head falls back, exposing my throat, as pleasure blooms. Energy zings. Every instinct screams to kiss him again, to give him total access to my mouth and total control over my body.
Not happening. My terms. My way. I refuse to be used and pitied.
Shoving the covers aside, I grab his cock. He’s like iron velvet. He’s so thick my fingers don’t meet. He’s so hot he burns me all over.
If there was any chance he could love me, I’d take every inch of him in my mouth, swallow him down my throat, and drive him past the edge of his resistance. What would he sound like if he let me have my way? What does he taste like when he comes? I’m dying to know…
But if I give into my curiosity, I’ll be the one to surrender.
“Olivia…” he groans, eyes closed, jaw taut.
I rise above him, shove my panties aside, and try to impale myself on his cock, wriggling and pushing, biting my lip against the discomfort. I didn’t know that being on top would make him feel downright massive. I’ve barely wedged a third of him inside me, and I already feel perilously close to splitting in two.
Marrok grips my hips to stop my frantic gyrations. “Slow down, love. Let me prepare you.”
He removes my underwear and presses a thumb to my clit. The barrage of tingles are instant.
Nope. Not happening. That always makes me putty in his hands.
“Stop it.” I shove his fingers away and try to force myself down on his stiff cock.
My body isn’t budging, and I can’t hold in my whimper.
“Nay. I will not risk hurting you.”
“Just do it. Get it over with and fuck me.”
“I will not.” He sounds pissed off.
I’m done arguing. This shitshow is at least half his fault, so I swivel my hips. Marrok tosses his head back with a hiss. Smiling, I do it again.
He groans loudly and stares at me through the shadows with darkening eyes. I’m getting to him. Power floods my system, and it feels awesome. And since I love a good spicy book, I have more ideas about how to undo him.
But he circles my clit with his thumb, holding me immobile when I protest. Once I’m wet and crying out, he plants his feet on the mattress and surges up, barging even deeper into me.
His growl makes me shiver. Thrill thrums through my veins. Desire curls in my belly. Need pools in my pussy.
Damn it, I’m only here for energy. Screw what I want.
But Marrok has other ideas. He yanks me down and fills me with every one of his inches. Sensations burst between my legs. He wrenches a high-pitched gasp from me.
He’s so good at this.
