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"My dick works for you, little one," I growl against her ear. "He belongs to you."
She whimpers my name this time, so sweetly I know it'll haunt every dream I have until the day I die. She'll haunt every dream I have until then. I don't care what it takes, I'm finding a way out of this shit alive. For her, I have to do it. Because I'm not giving her up now. I'm not leaving her when I just found her. The Kings will just have to live with the fact that I lied my way onto their ranch and into their trust. If they were in my shoes, they can't say they wouldn't have done the same.
Some things are bigger than our codes. They're more important than our goddamn rules. Who we are at our core…that matters. And there isn't a single man on this ranch any more capable of letting innocent women be sold into a life of horror than I am. If not working with cops matters more than saving those women, they don't deserve to call themselves a brotherhood either. I'll stand by that. Even if I have to stand alone.
"Tell me who you belong to, Jessie baby," I whisper, craning her head to the side to attack her throat. I nip and suck and bite, tasting the salt of her skin and the sweetness that's uniquely her. I hold it on my tongue and then drink it down my throat, claiming it. "Tell me."
"I'm…" She trails off on a sweet little whine, pulling my hair again. She's a little firecracker all the time, especially now. She yanks and pulls, not being gentle. I fucking love it. I can't wait until she's naked and on my cock. Until I have time to rile her up and keep her on the edge, just to see how pissed she gets. Just to see how hard she fights. I'll wear her marks with pride. "Creed," she whimpers.
"Tell me, little one," I murmur, nipping at her collarbone. "Say the words and I'll let you come."
She bites her lip, refusing to bend. Not because she doesn't want to say them. But because she's Jessie. Because she's stubborn and willful and fiery all the way to her soul. And goddamn if that doesn't make my dick hard enough to pound steel. I think she knows it too. I think she's counting on it. Some part of her disobeys because she knows how much I like when she defies me.
That's all right. Two can play this game.
I dry hump her like a dog in heat, tormenting her with pleasure. She sobs my name, clawing down my back when I yank her shirt down to suck her tart nipples. She sobs louder when I pinch and bite them. I grind her against my cock again and again, hitting her clit with every strike. Until she's trembling on the edge, shaking with the need to come. I don't let her go over though.
Not until she's pleading.
"Please, please," she begs, the fight draining out of her as the need to come becomes too overwhelming for her ripe little body. "Oh, please."
"Who do you belong to, Jessie?"
"You!" she cries, pulling my hair again. "Dammit, I belong to you!"
Fuck yeah, she does.
"Good girl. Now, fucking come for me," I order before covering her mouth with mine to swallow her cries. If anyone hears her coming, I may actually lose my mind tonight. I rock my hips into hers again, snarling when she yanks my hair hard enough to have cum spilling into my jeans.
She cries out my name, her body seizing up. And then she's shaking and whimpering, moaning into my mouth over and over. It's the sweetest sound, the single greatest moment of my life. I hold her through it, kissing her gently, running my hands up and down her back.
Jesus. This beautiful little firecracker owns me.
She completely owns me.
