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She needed me.

And the way she said it sounded exactly like the way I needed her.

“Fuck,” I swore roughly, all my thoughts—plans of tasting her orgasm before I fucked her gone from my mind as her needs superseded my own. “Tell me, my little queen. Tell me what you want.”

“I want you inside me,” she blurted out breathlessly. “I need your cock inside me.”

I’d never tire of hearing those words from her. Ever.

My cock turned to stone at her plea, cum leaking from the tip as I pulled my mouth from her nipple, my fingers from her pussy, with a groan and, in one swift motion, had carried her over to the bed and deposited her on it. I grabbed the waist of her shorts and thong and wrenched them down over her hips. As soon as her legs were free, she spread them so I could see her swollen and slick folds, her clit red and needy between them.

“So fucking beautiful,” I rasped, working open my fly. I hardly got my jeans over my hips before she took my cock in her palm. “Fuck…” I breathed heavy as she stroked me. Once. Twice—Then I grabbed her wrist and pulled her sweet grip off me. “Not tonight.” Her lips parted. “Turn around. On all fours.”

Her eyes darkened at the instruction, knowing this position would put me so deep inside her it bordered on pain. And then she obeyed, turning over on the mattress and going up on her hands and knees.

“So fucking wet for me.” I pushed my fingers inside her again, pumping them until her desire dripped onto the mattress. “Say it again, my little queen.”

“Please.” She pushed back, searching for my hand. “I want your cock.”

“Just my cock?” I drawled, dragging my tip along her seam until my piercing glinted in the dim lamplight. I rubbed the metal over her needy clit and watched goose bumps coat her spine. “Answer me,” I growled.

“I want your cum,” she whimpered and it was my undoing.

“On your elbows,” I said, gently pushing my palm to the center of her back. As soon as she complied, adrenaline and desire spiked through my body, seeing her heart-shaped ass and slick pussy prone and ready for me. “Oh fuck, Harper.” I let out a ragged sound, fisting my cock and lining my crown up with her entrance. As soon as my pierced tip was notched inside her, I anchored my hands to her hips and sent up a silent prayer.

I wasn’t a praying man—not normally—but God help me, a prayer might be the only way I was going to survive whatever this was, whatever I felt for Harper Hamilton.

Holding onto her soft skin, I slowly thrust inside her…and subsequently ceased to exist.

“Fuckk.,” The word tore from my chest like a blade ripped out of my chest as her tight walls clutched me deeper and deeper.

Like she was splitting me in two, I felt my body separate from my soul and yet both offered themselves to her.

“Oh my god, Blaze,” she moaned as I drove deeper—so deep it felt like I reached her womb in this position, the idea driving me wild.

“I’m going to give it to you,” I managed to say, my voice raw and rough as I began to move inside her. In and out. So deep. So impossibly deep and yet she was so wet, I couldn’t help myself from bottoming out. “I’m going to give you all my cum. Every fucking drop.”

“Yes, please,” she begged as my waist started to slap against her ass.

My stare locked on where we were joined, where my flesh disappeared into the hot clutch of her body.

“Fuck, I’m going to fill you so full,” I ground out, need driving my pace. “I’m going to fuck that IUD right out of you and replace it with my baby.”

She said nothing as the words erupted from my lips, but her body said everything. The way her pussy tightened and leaked. The way her body ground back into me like it was all she wanted. And the way every breath tore from her lungs like it was all she could do not to beg me for it.

“That’s it, my little queen. Show me how bad you want that,” I ground out, fucking her faster.

Harper moaned louder, her hands clawing into the blanket. I drove harder into her, my hips slapping loudly against her ass each time she took all of me. I stopped being able to see straight, and was only able to see her. The way she took me. The way she knew exactly what I needed. The way she cared for me. For Paisley. The way she was every goddamn thing I’d ever wanted and told myself I was too fucked up to be able to have.

With a roar, I pumped faster into her, letting my piercing work over her G-spot until her whole body shook like thunder roared through her veins, waiting for the lightning of release to strike.

“Fuck, that’s it, Harper. That’s it, my little queen.” The words tumbled hoarse and desperate from my mouth. “Take my whole cock. Take all my cum. Touch your clit and show me how bad you want me to put a baby inside you.”

She cried out, her hand shooting between her thighs where I felt the desperate rub of her fingers over the swollen bud, her muscles contracting around me in a way that was nothing short of lethal.

“Yes, Blaze. Yes,” she mewled, and I felt her release coming—heard it in the mess of moans that grew louder and more garbled as her pussy fisted around me.

I dug my grip harder into her hips, pinning her steady so she couldn’t escape my thrusts and so I couldn’t escape her release. “Fuck. Fuck⁠—”