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The beginnings of my orgasm start to tingle at the base of my spine, but I’m not ready for this to be over. I don’t want to let her go. I don’t want to deal with everything that led up to this right now.
I just want this. This meeting of darkness, exorcizing of demons, the forgetting about the bullshit outside of us connecting, melding into one.
I slow my movements, delaying the inevitable, but it’s pointless. I’m too far gone already. My lips find her shoulder and I pepper kisses over the smooth skin before I sink my teeth into her.
“Fuck,” she cries, the bite of pain making her body tense.
“Who owns you, Dove?”
“You do,” she whimpers, barely holding on.
“Louder. I think Conner might need a reminder.”
“You, Cole. I’m yours.”
“He was so fucking hard for you, imagining how you might feel wrapped around his cock. But he won’t get to find out, will he?”
“No,” she confirms.
“Why?”
“Because I’m yours, Cole. Yours and only yours.”
“Good girl.” My hand descends until I find her clit. I pinch it. “Come.”
“Cooole,” she cries, her body quaking as her orgasm slams into her.
She clamps down on me so hard that I have no choice but to follow her over the edge, filling her with everything I have.
“Fuck,” I pant, wrapping my arms around her limp body to stop her from collapsing on the floor.
We stand there together for the longest time as our breathing returns to normal and the events of the night settle around us.
“Cole, I–”
Her words are cut off as I press two fingers to her lips. I have no idea what she wants to say, but now isn’t the time.
“Can you stand?” I ask.
When she nods, I release her, but I don’t go far.
Pulling my shirt from my body, I make quick work of slipping it over her head before I pull my pants up over my hips, although I don’t bother doing them up.
“What are you—” She gasps as I knock her off her feet and gather her against my chest.
She looks up at me with her wide green eyes. There are a million questions within them, and I’m sure many are right on the tip of her tongue, but thankfully, none of them pass her lips as I walk us toward the door.
She gets the hint when I come to a stop in front of it and she reaches out to twist the knob.
Conner is right there, exactly as he promised he would be. Our eyes lock, an understanding passing between us.
“I didn’t need the reminder,” he says. “I’m fully aware who she belongs to.”
“Good.”
“You okay, Hads?”
“I will be. Thank you,” she says sincerely, staring Conner right in the eyes. She might look confident after what happened, but I see the slight blush that hits her cheeks.
