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"There's my girl," he purred, his hand tightening on mine, his other gripping my hair. The pinch sent tingles down my spine and straight into my cunt. "Scream my name, little bunny." He held his throbbing cock deepas I pulsed around him, growling, "Let every fucking man in this building know who you fucking belong to."
And I did. I chanted his name as he ground down into me, his stubble brushing my cheek, his breath hot on my ear. My nose was full of Rich’s scent, one part his cologne and one part his sweat as he exerted himself to ruin me. I felt my eyes rolling back. The world was graying out at the edges as my pleasure built, my sensitive clit brushing over the seam of the pillow under my hips as my body started to shake.
"You can take it, can't you?" Richard taunted. "For me?"
And I wasn’t prey anymore, the game had left my mind completely, and all I wanted was to be good for him. "Ye-es, Rich," I groaned.
"Good, fuck, yes, good girl. Take it, fuck, so fucking good to me, little bunny."
"Rich hair,” I mumbled, trying to pull my head down, but his grip was too strong. He released my hair in an instant, letting my neck relax. Instead, he moved his hand to my ass, fingers digging into my soft cheek. “Than-nk you,” I moaned. All my fight was gone. I was just... just a bunny. His bunny. I could feel my heartbeat in my cunt.
"I love your ass," he gave my left cheek a smack, "love the fucking way it jiggles for me." He slapped me again, his thrusts moving faster and faster, his breathing going wild in my ear. "Love the way you take me," he growled when I started to push back into him, "how perfect I fit inside you,"
"Rich, fuck, you fill me so well. I'm so fucking full," I whined. I was starting to lose the meaning of words, ecstasy seeping from every pore and bleeding into my passion and?—
Lights danced behind my eyes, my breathing halting as the world shattered into the greatest orgasm I had ever had.
Chapter Thirty-Six
RICHARD
Watching Lauren orgasm was a sight each time I’d had the honor of viewing it, but today, I made sure to sear every part of it into my eyes.
I would never forget the way she tensed, eyes losing focusing as her mouth dropped into a silent ‘oh.’ I couldn’t believe she was letting me see this again. Fuck, the way her pussy clutched at me as her hips shook from the force of her climax—I grit my teeth, my pace stuttering.
I didn’t dare stop. I probably couldn’t have regardless.
My hips slammed into hers, and I huffed, my own arousal skyrocketing as Lauren started to let out little whimpers of overstimulation with each thrust. But she wasn’t calling it, so I wasn’t stopping.
Seeing her run from me like that—challenge me so blatantly and laugh in my face while doing it—had fueled my arousal like nothing else ever had.
My mind was already spinning with ideas. My family had a cabin on the lake; maybe I could really hunt her through the woods. I bet she wouldn’t be able to laugh then. Maybe she’d put up a real, actual fight, not this amusing token attempt. I wanted to have her so frightened, her begging was frantic, her tears desperate. I wanted to—I wanted?—
I roared as I sunk into her, spilling as deep as I could. I’d chased, I’d caught, and now I’d bred her. Something deep and primal in me, some animalistic remnant from some time long before we were human, purred in satisfaction. I won. She was mine now.
I barely managed to tilt myself to the side when it was over, only avoiding crushing her beneath me by a hair. I panted, ragged, and so did she. I stayed inside her, my front to her back, and slowly, slowly, came down.
Now that the beast was satisfied, all I could feel was gratitude. I was getting a second chance. She was going to give me a second chance.
She chuckled first, tired but real. “You’re off to a good start on this whole ‘apology’ thing,” she quipped. I laughed.
She would put me through my paces, but I would show her my devotion. The trial was over, bittersweet though it was. Declan Baron was dead, and we’d uprooted the mole in our organization. And I had Lauren in my arms. I cuddled her close, nuzzling at her neck with a happy hum.
Yeah, we were going to be fine.
EPILOGUE
Richard
Ifiddled with my cufflinks in front of the mirror, making an anxious final sweep of my appearance. Was my hair controlled? Was my tie straight? Were all my buttons buttoned, my shoes shined, my collar pressed? I knew I was obsessing a little, but I had big plans tonight. I checked between my teeth for any stray food—as if I’d eaten in the last few hours—and tried to pretend I wasn’t overflowing with excited nerves.
It had taken a lot of work to get tonight organized, all the moving parts and little details. I’d quickly become experienced at planning special dates since I’d been stuck to Lauren like glue ever since we reconciled, but tonight’s plans were on another level. I wanted everything to be perfect for her.
I had been right from the moment I met her; she was no ordinary woman.
I’d found my twin flame in her, the one person I wanted to spend my life with, and I’d realized it shortly after we restarted our relationship. Only two months had passed since then, but I just became more and more certain as time went on.
And that’s what led us to tonight.
