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His arms were cut and muscular. His shoulders were broad and enormous. His chest, his abs, that long, luscious V down to his half-hard cock, long and thick, shockingly big. I stared, my mouth open, and looked back into his eyes.
Neither of us spoke. He stepped closer. Reached up and touched my face so gently I barely felt it.
“I’m so sorry,” he whispered.
“You didn’t do this.”
“I left you alone. I was trying to set up the wedding, make sure my father didn’t fuck it up—”
“You left Matthias.”
“He shouldn’t have let you walk off alone.”
“He went to get you.”
“I know. We spoke about that.” He moved closer. Inches away. His cock stiffening. He couldn’t help himself. The thought sent shivers down my spine. I was dripping, excited. His eyes were on my face, but they roamed, yes, they roamed to my lips, my breasts. My nipples were hard. Water rolled off my skin.
I must’ve looked like hell, and he still wanted me.
“It’s bad luck to see your bride on the wedding day.”
“I don’t believe in luck.”
“What do you believe in?”
He touched my lips. “These.” His fingers trailed down my chin, my throat. “Your skin.” He touched my breasts, my nipples. Pleasure tingled along every inch of my spine. “Your body. Your beautiful, perfect breasts.” He kept going, going. Fingers down my stomach, to my belly button. “Your voice. Your laugh. The way you smile and crinkle up your nose at a bad joke. The way you tug at your hair when you’re anxious. The way you roll your eyes.” His fingers reached my pussy, god, yes, and he stopped there, inches from my swollen and aching clit. “I believe in you, Robyn. I always have.”
“I don’t understand why.”
“Does it matter anymore?”
“No,” I said, and he kissed me.
He crushed me back against the wall of the shower. I opened my legs enough and his fingers did the rest, spreading my pussy as he rolled his fingers along my clit. I gasped into his mouth and moaned as he plunged inside then back out, teasing, teasing, bringing pleasure, yes, but also pain as he bit my lower lip and pressed me harder against the tiles. He held me there, tight and rough, fingers working, working, and I reached out, stupid and greedy, and stroked his cock.
He was long and thick. Rock hard the instant I touched him. He licked my nipples, bit them hard, squeezed my breasts with his free hand. He was rough, needy. He palmed my ass, spanked it. I stroked him faster, losing my mind as he fucked me with his fingers, until a growl escaped his throat and he turned me around, shoving me against the wall, my hands behind my back, his cock against my ass, against the open, soaking entrance to my pussy.
“I’ll leave, if you ask,” he whispered.
“We should save this for the wedding night.”
“I can’t wait.” His hands tightened as he pinned me. It hurt and it felt good, both sensations mingling, confusing and too intense. “I want this, Robyn. I need to feel you now, before I make you mine. Before we choose to make this forever.”
“It’s not forever,” I whispered.
He bit my shoulder, grabbed my hair. “You know it is.”
And he plunged himself deep between my legs.
I gasped, screamed with pleasure and pain. He filled me, stretched me past anything I thought possible. He fucked me with a savage intensity that had my knees shaking. He growled in my ear, all man, all monster, all beast. He slapped my ass hard, harder, leaving handprints, leaving bruises. More marks on my body. He fucked me and squeezed my throat, careful not to touch the spots left by his brother. He pulled my hair and put his fingers in my mouth and I sucked them, then bit them, and let him savage me, again and again, until an orgasm welled its way up my core, rolling along my fingers, making my knees shake.
“You don’t understand what you do to me,” he whispered, fucking me faster, deeper. “I want to consume you, love. I want to make you all mine. On your knees, sucking my cock. I want to command you, to dominate you. Will you give me everything?”
“Yes,” I moaned. “All of me.”
He pulled my hair harder. “Pleasure and pain. All of it.”
“Everything.”
“I want your cunt wrapped around my thick cock. I want to watch you dress in the mornings. I want to stare at your pink nipples, your full breasts. I want you bend over, screaming, struggling, fighting as I fuck you. I want you to slap me in the face then take your punishment as I wrench your arms back and plunge inside. I want to savage you. I want to ravage you.”
“Oh, god, Calvin,” I moaned as the orgasm ripped through me. I came hard as he whispered in my ear, sending bolts of intense ecstasy to every inch of my body, my head like a lightning burst, like a thunder clap. I saw spots, bright lights, and nearly blacked out. He supported me and kept going, fucking my tight pussy, unrelenting, like a force of nature. He took me over and over, sending earth-shattering explosions all through my skin, and when I didn’t think I could stand any more pleasure, he came deep between my legs.
