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“There you go,” he murmured, blanketing my back with his naked body while pumping those thick fingers inside me. I pushed back against them, and he scissored me open with the same impatience I burned with.

“You ready for me?” he asked, and I nodded so hard my head banged against the door.

“Careful,” he cautioned, reaching up to rub my head as he pulled out.

More cool lube drizzled over my hole, and then the hot thickness of his head hit the tight ring of muscle. I shoved back on him instantly, forcing him through, his engorged head locking inside my body.

“Jesus,” he cursed, voice strained. “Patience, baby. Don’t hurt yourself.”

“Please, Arsen,” I said, voice cracking.

He thrust upward, and my eyes rolled back in my head. Slapping my hands on the door, I braced myself, and he grabbed my hips, pulled out, and slammed back in. He set a pace that stole my breath and had me grunting with every snap of his hips. I had no doubt if anyone was outside the door in the hallway, they would hear me falling apart on this man’s dick, but there was no room inside me to care.

My entire body hummed, toes curling into the floor as my back bowed under his power. My body stretched around him, his dick the perfect girth to impart pleasure and pain. Mine slapped against my stomach as he plowed into me from behind, bouncing with every thrust.

Large palms covered my ass, parting my cheeks as he slid out and then back in. “Look at how good I fit inside you, how well your body stretches around mine. I love the sight of you split open on my dick, princess. Such a greedy little hole you have, taking every inch.”

I whimpered, his dirty words pushing me to the very brink and holding me there. His perfect hostage. Releasing my ass, his body blanketed mine, and he lifted, bringing me upright as he thrust so hard I rose onto my tiptoes and stars burst behind my eyes.

“Arsen.” I gasped. “Deeper.”

He thrust harder, and for a moment, my feet left the floor and I was completely impaled and at his mercy.

“Fuck,” he growled, wrapping his arms around me from behind and holding me in a tight hug while his hips pumped shallowly inside me. “The inhuman urge I have to breed you right now,” he rasped. “Pump every last drop of my seed so deep into you that it absorbs and permanently marks you as mine.”

“Yes,” I whined, grappling against his forearms that were tight around my waist. “Do it.”

“You want me to breed you, princess? Fuck so deep inside you that when you sweat, it’s my scent that comes out of your pores?”

“Breed me,” I gasped. “Jesus, please.”

Dragging his throbbing dick through my channel, he paused just before pulling out and then crashed home, lifting me off the floor for the second time and rocking his engorged shaft against my sensitive prostate. I came apart instantly, the orgasm so powerful it robbed me of all coordination, and I melted against him as my dick jerked and cum shot out, smearing my abs and the door.

Against me, Arsen shuddered and moaned, the sound so guttural the hairs on the back of my neck rose, and I felt the warm rush of his release inside me. As he unloaded, I smacked my hand on my stomach, faintly feeling the way he spasmed, and rocked against him, wanting every last drop he had to give.

As he panted, his hand slid down, covering mine where I held my lower stomach, and something about that silent gesture had tears pricking the backs of my eyes.

My chest heaved, and overwhelming emotions barreled through me as the high of the orgasm drained away, leaving behind a pleasantly full feeling. I floated there for a while, legs trembling, body limp as he kept me plugged and full of his release.

“The next time I do this, you’re going to be facing me,” he rasped, peppering kisses across the back of my shoulder. “I want to see the look on your face when I fill you.”

My hole clenched around his softening dick, and he kissed the back of my shoulder again.

“You okay?” Another kiss. “That was intense.”

“Mm.” I agreed. “I’m good.”

“Even, ah, the stuff I said?”

Was that actually a little bit of shyness coming from him? Did something finally pierce his endless confidence?

Smiling, I said, “You mean that you want to breed me?”

“Was it too much?” he whispered.

Tingles raced over my scalp, and I pulled my hand from under his to press his palm against my belly. “I liked it.”

“Yeah?” He seemed a little surprised.

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