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My slick walls pulse around his length, and he grunts, causing his chest to vibrate against mine. His body locks suddenly, and I half expect him to pull out, but he doesn’t. Heat fills me, thick and fast, and I know there’s no going back now.
He’s just marked me from the inside out.
His mouth latches onto my small breast as he sucks my pink bud hard, biting it until I cry out, and another wave rushes over me. When I glance down, there’s a slight pink bruise on the porcelain skin of my tit.
“You’re mine now, little girl.”
I meet his eyes but can’t find words to respond.
I want this man.
I need him to claim me.
To give me everything I hunger for. To offer me the affection I so clearly crave. My heart thuds as my nails rake down his back. He drives into me, and I feel him soften as he continues to tease my sore pussy.
He regards me as if I’m one of his expensive paintings, with awe and wonderment. A gentle touch to my cheek ignites the ache in my chest once more. It’s a tender moment, one you’d expect from a long-term lover, not a man who’d just fucked you until you’re broken and boneless.
“I—I don’t know what this means,” I croak, my throat thick with emotion holding my voice hostage.
“What are you doing to me?” he asks, pained and tormented. There’s an honesty in his tone, a brokenness that makes him seem more fragile than I am.
I reach for his face, cupping his cheek in my small palm, reveling in the rough feeling of his stubble as it tickles my hand. “Are you scared of me?”
My question jars him, causing him to pull out of my body abruptly, eliciting a painful mewl from my lips. He slides off the bed, his back muscles tensing with the quick movement.
“Shit,” he curses, stalking back and forth around the room, his fingers tangling in his hair. His softened cock is stained crimson with my virginity mixed with arousal. The scent of us in the air is heavy, like a perfume I want to hold onto forever.
Forever.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I’m not some stupid teenage girl who does this. But I’ve just done it. I’ve just offered myself like a sacrifice to Lucifer himself, and the man who’s now standing before me is at war with himself. Does he regret what we did? Is he going to throw me out now?
“I—I . . . I’m sorry,” I mumble, pushing off the bed quickly, not realizing my body is still coming down from the most intense orgasms I’ve ever experienced. My knees give out, and I brace myself for the impact with the carpet. But he’s there, my beast, pulling me into his arms.
“You need to lie down, love,” he tells me, his voice gentle and caring. A vast difference from the violent way he swore only moments ago. As if there are two people living inside his head, he leaps from one to the other within a matter of seconds.
I obey him and my heart rate picks up when he kneels on the bed at my feet.
“You’re not kicking me out now?” I question innocently, ignoring the fact that his fingers are stroking my hips, thighs, and slowly spreading my legs once more. He doesn’t look in my eyes. His gaze is glued to my pussy.
“I could never throw you out,” he confesses quietly, flitting his stare to mine, which is drenched in guilt. “I’ve marked you,” he decrees. “You’re mine. Do you understand that?”
“But—”
“Cerys, I want to keep you. Tell me I can keep you.” His words sound pained. As if he’s the one cracking beneath the weight of this emotion stealing us from the outer world. I want to be here, inside this hotel room, but I have a life to think of—school, my Dad, who would have a fit if he knew what I just did.
“How is this going to work?” My voice is timid, scared of what my heart is doing, what it’s wanting.
James doesn’t respond. Instead, he leans in, planting soft kisses on my inner thighs. He runs his nose along the smooth skin, causing goosebumps to dot my flesh. When he reaches the apex between my legs, he inhales me as if I’m a perfume. A fresh flower to be plucked from the wild, hidden in a glass cage for him to admire.
“James,” I whimper when he slowly laps at my core. Everything south of my belly button tightens, coils like a serpent ready to attack, but I can’t move because his hands have my hips pinned to his large bed.
He continues to lick and nibble on my bare lips, suckling on my clit. His teeth bite down, sending sparks through my veins, heating my blood once more.
