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He grips my wrist and pulls it away from his hair, then grabs the other and moves them both behind my back. “If you keep rushing me, I’ll have to tie you up so I can take my time with you.” His eyes lift to mine, catching the way my breath hitches. “Would you like that? Being helpless underneath me?”

I groan, fists clenching in his grip as I nod. He releases me and returns to his slow worship of my body, but he shoots me a look that says I’m not allowed to move. My muscles jump under his touch, thighs trembling as he finds every sensitive spot that makes me shake.

When Aryn finally leans in and takes me into his mouth, the wet heat is almost too much. My head falls back with a loud moan that fills the room, soon joined by the filthy, wet sounds of his mouth working along my cock. He builds me up slowly, taking me deeper each time and hollowing his cheeks. My hips twitch desperately, but every time I try to thrust, he pulls off completely.

“Fuck, Aryn, please!”

He smiles around my cock and starts again, bringing me right to the edge. Pre-cum leaks in a steady stream now, and he licks it up like he can’t get enough. Twice more he edges me, but he doesn’t let me come.

Slick fingers slip between my legs. He circles my hole before pressing one finger inside, then two. He thrusts deeper, stretching me open while his mouth continues working my cock, and the dual sensation makes my mind go blank.

“No one has been inside you?” he asks, voice low.

“N-no,” I gasp as he curls his fingers just right.

“Why not?”

I shake my head, unsure of what he wants me to say. “I… I don’t…”

“Because you didn’t belong to them,” he finishes with a low snarl. “You weren’t theirs to have. Say it.”

“I didn’t… I didn’t belong to them.”

“But you belong to me?”

“Yes,” I whine, nodding frantically. “I’m yours. All yours.”

Aryn’s fingers twist inside me again, stroking that spot that makes my toes curl. “Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes… fuck, yes,” I beg, voice cracking. “Please, Aryn, I need it—” He pulls his fingers out completely just as I’m about to tip over the edge. I cry out, hips jerking uselessly into the air. “No, please!”

“Hold it,” he commands, voice low and velvet-smooth.

I whimper, body trembling as I fight the orgasm back. My cock throbs almost painfully as Aryn watches my struggle with dark, satisfied eyes, one hand stroking soothingly along my spine.

“Good boy,” he murmurs when the wave finally recedes.

He flips me and bends me over the side of the bed, and the show of strength nearly sends me right back to the edge. I brace my arms on the mattress, ass up and completely exposed in a way I’ve never been. Aryn grips my hips as he lines himself up, his cock absolutely fucking dripping with his slick.

“Relax for me,” he instructs, pressing forward.

I feel the stretch in every part of my body, and fight not to tense as he sinks inside me. He goes slow, inch by careful inch, until his hips sit flush against my ass. The fullness is overwhelming in the best way, and my mind goes fuzzy.

I feel… owned, but no less powerful.

No less me.

“Aryn,” I whimper.

“I’ve got you,” he whispers, leaning over my back to press soft kisses along my spine. “I’ve got you.”

The sting from my body taking him for the first time is there, but it’s dulled by how careful he is with me. His hands roam my skin to distract me, and my cock rubs against the side of the bed. The mix of sensations makes my eyes roll up into my head.

“Fuck… good… feels so good,” I murmur, pushing against him.

Aryn’s hands stroke reverently down my back, much softer than the way he just handled me. “That’s it,” he praises. “Look at you. So strong. All this muscle and power, just for me.” His palms glide over my ass, squeezing and kneading as he moves in slow, deep rolls of his hips that make me gasp. “I love this body, kitten. The way it takes me so perfectly. The way it trembles for me. No one else gets to have you like this. Just me.”

I moan shamelessly into the mattress, the praise hitting me harder than I expected. He keeps talking, murmuring how gorgeous and strong I am, and how I’m his and only his. Every word sinks into my skin like a brand, and I’m desperate for more.