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I’d fucked her hard on the forest floor, from behind, the way we always fucked, but this time I wanted to look at her when I moved inside her. I wanted to see in her eyes how I made her feel, and I wanted her to see the same in mine.

“Legs spread wide, dove,” I said.

She was small, but she could take me, nice and deep, I already knew that. I still needed to be careful, though. Hurting her in any way would destroy me.

She moaned and writhed beneath me, desperate for me to fill her, and I had to grit my teeth against the urge to slam deep inside her. Opening the bedside drawer, I grabbed some lube and shifted back. Her hands grabbed at me, her hips rolling. She reached for my dick, and I pulled away.

“Please,” she said.

She was fucking dripping, but I wasn’t risking it. “Don’t want to hurt you.” I quickly lubed up and tossed the tube aside, and when I came back down on top of her, she immediately wrapped herself around me like she couldn’t get me close enough.

My fucking head spun with how much I wanted her, how good it felt for her to want me too. Reaching between us, I led the head of my cock to her, and angling my hips, I pushed it inside her.

She tried to lift her hips to take more of me and I pinned her down. “Be still,” I said through clenched teeth. She had no idea what she was doing to me or how thin my control was when I was around her. “If I slam deep like I want to, I will hurt you. So for now, you take it how I give it to you,” I said, damn near spiraling, I was so close to the edge of my control.

Her pussy fluttered around me, and I hissed and pushed in another inch. My dove moaned and arched again, taking more, ignoring me completely.

“Fuck.”

Shaking like hell, I slid out a little, then back in, giving her more, and she fucking writhed. It was impossible to take it slower, and I pinned her down more firmly. “Look at me.”

She did, her lids lowered, lips puffy, cheeks pink.

“You want it all, dove?”

“Yes…give it to me,” she said, her heels digging into my back.

With a growl, I slid home, slow and even, giving her every hard inch. She groaned and clawed at my back, marking me. Fuck yeah. “That what you needed?”

“Yes,” she rasped. “I need it.”

That was all I could take, I fucking snapped and started moving, fucking my sweet, little dove, with hard, deep strokes. Taking her like she desperately wanted me to. Like I needed to.

The curve in my cock hit her like it was made to, sliding, rubbing her deep inside, and in minutes she was digging her nails deeper into my flesh and screaming, coming around my cock, gripping me so tight my vision blacked out. I wanted to make her come again. The sound of her pleasure was addictive to me.

She was still shaking when I lifted her up, still buried deep inside her, and sat back on my shins. Her arms slid around my neck, those supple thighs around my waist. I gripped her round ass and moved her on my dick. She took over, though, fucking me harder than I had her.

My female was taking me.

After I left Hell, I realized I never wanted to be owned ever again, but Willow owned every part of me. I’d give her more if I had it to give. She could have me, all of me.

“Warrick,” she said against my shoulder, then sunk her teeth into my flesh, screaming and shuddering as she came a second time.

Her teeth marking me, her pussy grasping me so fucking tight, over and over, there was no holding back. I swelled inside her, locking her body in place, and shot hard and deep, filling her with my seed. Gripping her hips, I held her down on me as she spasmed around my pulsing length, so she didn’t try to pull away and hurt herself.

I slid my thumb over her clit as I continued to come, and fuck me, she came a third time, ringing more pleasure out of both of us.

Finally, she slumped against me, holding on as I finished emptying myself inside her, coming longer and harder than I had before.

My cock still had her locked in place when I gently cupped her face and tilted her head back when I took her mouth and kissed her lips softly. The swelling of my cock slowly ebbed, so I could move again. I didn’t pull out, though, I wasn’t ready for that yet. If I had my way, I’d stay inside her all night.

When she lifted her head, she gave me a lazy smile. “Jesus, we’re good at that.”

I grinned, a different kind of pleasure filling my chest. “Yeah, we are.”

“We really should do it more often,” she said, eyes sparkling.

I chuckled, more warmth filling my chest. “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.” She laughed softly as I lay her down, still inside her, and held her to me. “But first you need to sleep, dove.” When I’d gotten past my own fucking confusing feelings, when she’d walked into the bar earlier, I’d sensed her pain. She was worried about her sister and the fox, and if I could ease that for a little while, that’s what I’d do.