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I didn’t waste any time, rubbing the head of my cock around her hole a few times, watching as she clenched and unclenched with anticipation. I didn’t make her wait long, not wanting to tease her because I also was feeling impatient.
Sinking into her tight heat felt like heaven, especially when her legs came to wrap around my waist and take me in deeper.
“Ohhh…” Her lashes fluttered open again when she turned to look at me.
“What a perfect fit,” I said as we began to rock together. “You were made for me.”
She nodded. “I was.”
Amanda grabbed onto my shoulders and sunk her nails into my skin, holding on to me as I fucked her.
“Perfect,” I whispered into her ear, bending down to trail my lips along her neck and shoulder.
My thrusts turned deeper at her cries and I had forgotten for a second that we’d only just officially met. This felt like I’d known Amanda my whole life—like we were made for each other in the same way soulmates were.
My mouth found a soft spot of her neck to suck on, to mark her with my teeth so that in the morning, she’d wake up and look in the mirror and know she’d been claimed. I wanted to brand her, to show her that she was now mine.
“Xavier…!” Her walls tightened around me, encouraging me to pick up a more brutal pace.
She needed to be marked from the inside out.
I’d leave my teeth on her skin and then paint her insides with my cum. That way, all she would know was me.
Amanda. My wife.
“Oh god!” She choked out, her body spasming under me as she came.
I held her tightly in my arms, my own breath coming in and out of me in short puffs while I continued to move inside of her, drilling into her until we were both slick with sweat. My stomach clenched, my hips stuttering in their motion as my thrusts became more wild.
“Oh fuck,” I groaned and slammed into her one last time before coming.
Amanda’s legs tightened around my waist, squeezing. “Oh, just like that.”
I collapsed on top of her, holding her close to me.
I could certainly get used to this for the rest of my life.
Chapter Four
Mia
The next morning I was brought downstairs to an incredible breakfast spread in a private section of the hotel.
There was more food than I could possibly eat sitting out in front of me, but after Xavier and I had not once, twice, but three times gone at it after the reception, I was damned near starving.
I wasn’t surprised he was the perfect gentleman. Even this morning he’d woken me up with a soft kiss on my forehead and an offer to start the shower for me. All of this was the kind of bliss I was jealous my sister would be getting when she finally reappeared, and it made me sad that I’d only get to live it for a little while.
Perhaps I was being selfish in having Xavier to myself—going so far as to sleep with him too.
In my defense, he would’ve found it suspicious if I didn’t. Especially after all the letters we’d been sending back and forth. At least that was what I was going to tell myself, so the guilt of being selfish wouldn’t weigh on me too heavily.
“How’s the food?” Xavier asked, sipping his coffee and looking at me over the rim of his mug.
I smiled and stabbed a few pieces of egg with my fork. “Incredible. You didn’t need to do all of this, you know.”
His smile was more prideful than gracious at my compliments.
I found it funny that he was enjoying feeding me and taking care of me. For all the horrible rumors about how he operated—that I’m sure were true on some level—for this man to be proud of himself for something like this was endearing and also flattering.
