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Burning strokes.

Pleasure and pain that combined inside her and had starlight bursting in front of her vision as she exploded beneath him.

Lightning tore through her veins. It licked over her nipples, her clitoris, then ruptured forcefully inside her womb as she felt the wet, hot force of her orgasm frothing inside her, around Dawg’s pounding erection.

Within seconds, it was joined by his release. His teeth clenched, his lips pulling back as his gaze caught hers, held it, and the feel of his semen spurting inside her triggered another forceful, screaming, sheet-clawing orgasm inside her.

“Fuck yes!” he snarled. “Come for me, Crista. Like that—fuck yes, milk me with that sweet pussy. Take it. Take it all. ” He jerked spasmodically inside her before his head tilted back on his shoulders, and a harsh tremor shook his hard body.

He released her legs slowly. They melted back to the bed as he came over her, still buried inside her, his cock jerking weakly now as he covered her.

“I came like that inside you the first time,” he panted at her ear. “I remember that, Crista. Over and over again I came inside you. ”

He had. Her lashes lifted to stare at the ceiling, to force back the bitter memories.

“Tell me. ” His voice was insidious, low, dangerous. “Were you pregnant when you left Somerset?

And don’t bother lying to me. ” His head raised, his gaze spearing into hers. “Did you have my baby?”

She stared back at him, the bitterness rising inside her like a cancer she couldn’t rid herself of.

“There’s no baby,” she whispered harshly, wondering why the hell she even bothered. “I didn’t have your child. ”

His eyes narrowed as fury began to light the depths.

“Did you abort my baby, Crista?”

God help her if she had. Crista could see the murderous rage lurking in the depths now.

Her lips twisted mockingly. “There was nothing to abort, Dawg. And if you can ask me that question, then you have no business coming inside me. Tell me something now. How many of your bimbos have you double-fucked with your cousins and not worn a condom? Maybe I should be checked for STDs rather than a pregnancy. ”

A snarling smile pulled at his lips now as he leaned close, nearly nose to nose, his gaze flaring, heating, lightening, then darkening again.

“I marked your pussy eight years ago, and I marked it today. And trust me, sweetheart, no other has taken my seed. I’ve made damned sure of it. ”

Her eyes widened in a parody of joy that didn’t hint at the anger running through her. “Oh wow.

Dawg gave me his seed three times now. ” She fluttered her lashes. “How lucky am I? Well, just let me up right now so I can jump for joy and tell the world my accomplishments. I have finally arrived in life. ”

A grin quirked his lips. Bastard that he was, he was amused.

“There you go, sugar, you’re getting the idea,” he murmured as a slight grimace twisted his features as he pulled free of her.

And her stupid, traitorous body tried to hold on to him. Clenching around his flesh, her hips jerking upward as though to relish that final stroke of heat and pleasure.

She flung the sheet over her as he rolled from the bed, pushing his fin

gers through his hair as he glanced back at her.

“You’re a smart-ass,” he grunted.

“Just figuring that one out? And here I thought I was being less than subtle for the past year. ”

Twelve months of trying to keep him at arm’s length, of trying to hold back the bitterness and the memories that tormented her, and what had she done? She’d twisted and mewled beneath him like a bitch in heat. Apt, considering his nickname, she told herself cruelly.

She was setting herself up for heartbreak again, and Alex wasn’t here to save her. Mark wasn’t here to comfort her, and his lover wasn’t here to make her laugh and help her rebuild herself once Dawg was finished with her.

For the first time in her life, Crista could feel how very alone she was.

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