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But she couldn’t run. She couldn’t say no. Because she needed him more than she had ever wanted to admit.
“Have mercy,” he growled, his gaze centered between her thighs as he moved between her legs, his broad shoulders pushing them farther apart as he stretched out below her.
“Sweet, sweet Rogue. You’ll be the death of me. ”
She didn’t have time to argue the statement. Rogue’s head tilted back on a strangled cry as his lips lowered to the wet flesh between her thighs. Hot and voracious, he consumed her from the first lick. His tongue swirled around her clit, licked at the overly sensitive folds and sent her flying into a pleasure she couldn’t deny if she wanted to.
The rush of pleasure was intoxicating. Her legs fell farther apart as her fingernails dug into his scalp. The sensations were overwhelming, thundering through her veins.
Nothing mattered but holding him to her, feeling him, touching him.
“Zeke, please,” she whispered as the pleasure began to build and tighten between her thighs.
“Oh, you please me very much,” he promised before his lips pursed over her clit and gave her a sucking little kiss.
Her hips arched as excruciating pleasure tore through her from the caress.
“Easy, baby,” he crooned as he lifted his head. “Just feel good for me. ”
His lips returned, another kiss, the feel of his fingers easing through her juices, moving lower, lower, then touching, caressing the entrance to her rear.
Sensation whipped through her; it drove white-hot spikes of pleasure through her clit, her womb. Heat whipped through her, bonded her to him.
His fingers were as wicked as his mouth. He drew her dampness from her pussy back to the tiny entrance of her rear. He stroked, he massaged, then one broad finger slid inside her, stretching the opening and sending flares of heat racing through her.
She wanted more. Needed more. She could feel her mind dissolving as she cried out, arched, and drove his finger deeper only to cry out in protest as he retreated.
“Turn over, Rogue. ”
He didn’t give her time to turn. Before she could catch her breath he rose between her thighs, gripped her hips, and turned her to her stomach.
Rogue felt the hands at her hips pulling her to her knees.
His hand smoothed over her rear, then landed in a series of small, heated taps that had her shuddering, shaking from need as he used the fingers of his other hand to lubricate and stretch her rear.
She was panting for breath, feeling the burning stretch of his fingers, the tension in the air, the hunger that seemed to sear every inch of her flesh.
She was crying out his name, lost in sensation, lost in the pure dominance of what he was doing. The significance of the act swirled through her head. A sense of submission, of bonding wove silk-covered chains through her psyche.
When she felt the broad head of his cock against the opening she stilled, barely able to breathe now and definitely unable to protest.
“Are you mine, Rogue?” His hand smoothed over her rear before he used both hands to part the cheeks of her.
“Are you mine?” Her voice was strangled, the need to own as much of him as he owned of her tearing inside her.
“Always yours now, Rogue. ” His voice was heavy as he held her still and pressed inside her. “All of me, Rogue. Take all of me. ”
“Oh God, Zeke. ” Her back arched as burning pleasure tore through her. Her rear parted beneath the pressure as jagged lightning-hot sensations began to race through the nerve endings there.
She thought the pleasure couldn’t become more brutal. She thought she had experienced everything she could know about the extremity of sensation.
When the broad head popped inside the tender entrance, Zeke paused. She was lost in the flames of that small penetration when she felt another one.
“Zeke!” She tried to scream his name, but the breathless sound was more of a weak plea.
; She felt the vibration of the vibrator tuck against the entrance to her pussy. Felt his wrist moving against her thigh as he impaled her slowly with it.
