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I’m lifted off my feet as his arm wraps around my waist, and I gasp as he holds me as if I’m going to break. Not wanting that, I hit his arms as his lips twitch, and he hitches me up so I can dig my heels into his ass.

“Fuck me,” I rasp, my palms dragging up his body until I can tangle my fingers in his hair. Our teeth clink together with the force of our lips crashing together, and he groans as he shoves the skirt of my dress up, moving until he can brace us against the wall.

The callouses on his hands make me squirm as they move over my skin, and he chuckles.

“I wish I could take my time.” His fingers push away the gusset of my panties, his knuckles testing how wet I am. Every time he moves over my clit, I whimper.

“I can’t believe this is really happening,” he groans, pushing two of his thick fingers inside of my pussy.

I gasp at the stretch, surprised at how responsive my body is to his touch. It’s always been like this. We’ve always burned hot, with emotions too volatile to understand.

Sometimes, people need time to mature before they’re ready for a relationship. Alastair, Draven, Ci, and I had big feelings from the beginning. Family trauma, our emotions for each other, everything bled out until it could only end in tears.

Toxicity without a pressure value has nowhere to go but to implode.

His hand supports my ass as he drives me wild, pushing away any fear that he might drop me. His fingers curve inside of me, making my vision darken as he pushes against the spongy place inside of me without trying.

“That’s my girl,” he groans. “I would recognize you as my soulmate in any lifetime, baby.”

I whimper as his fingers work me over, and his thumb rolls over my bundle of nerve endings as if it’s his only job on earth.

“You’re so beautiful. Remember to breathe. You won’t get my cock if you pass out.”

“Don’t be mean,” I pout, my eyes rolling back as a rush of liquid covers his hand.

“I see you keep Arran busy with your brattiness,” Ci chuckles. “It’s not ‘mean’ to keep you conscious. You didn’t come yet, did you?”

“No,” I moan. “That’s just the…before.”

I don’t know what to call it, but I’m always very wet before I come. I gush before I orgasm. I’m messy, and it’s difficult to be unapologetic about it.

“Fuck yes. Mmm. I can smell your arousal. I’m never washing my fingers again. Make a mess, baby. I can’t wait to get to know you from the inside-out.”

I shudder as I writhe, letting him pull my orgasm from me with a moan.

“I love you,” he growls, pulling his fingers from my cunt. They try to suck him back in and I cry out at the loss. “It’s okay. I’m going to fill you up again. I promise.”

Ciaran sucks my cum from his fingers before releasing his cock from his pants, enjoying the way I wait impatiently for more. “This will be hard and fast, baby,” he says, almost apologetically. “I may have to keep you quiet…”

“Yes,” I say, feeling his hot length as it moves against my core. “Please. Whatever you want, Ci.”

“God, you can’t say that to me, baby. I need to be chained,” he groans. “I’m the wrong person for this. We… I shouldn’t be alone for this. God, I’m babbling.”

“Yes. Yes, you should. Ci. Oh, God. Please.”

“I can’t fuck this up,” he sighs, leaning his forehead against mine as he pushes the crown of his cock slowly inside my entrance. He watches as my head drops back on the wall, my eyes squeezing tightly closed. “This is our first time together. Oh, Noor. You’re a goddess. Fuck. Look at me.”

I can feel every one of his piercings as he eases his way in, and my free hand fists his suit jacket as I gasp. He fits me like a glove, stretching my walls as if we’ve done this before. Ciaran watches me in wonder as if I’m everything he’s ever wanted, and it’s a heady experience.

His lips are pillowy and thick as he devours my every moan, his hips fucking his cock deeper inside of me.

“I want to feel your throat gag around my fingers,” he groans. “I want you to scream for me, but not be able to because you’re choking on them. Fuck. You shouldn’t. Right?”

I grab the hand that was just between my thighs and push his fingers into my mouth, sucking on them as I nod. If this had been any other time, I’d tell you I was too stupid to live, but not anymore.

He’s in control of his actions, and he can keep himself from hurting me.

“Do it,” I say around his fingers. My mouth is already salivating around them and his eyes heat as he pushes them further in.