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He clucks his tongue, and I feel something cold slip under my bra before it hangs loose around my arms.
“Did you just cut my favorite bra?”
The arm securing me against him shifts, and his fingers twist at my puckered nipple.
“Don’t ever lie to me, Luna. I hate liars. All they do is justify ways they betray others.” He kisses my neck. “I won’t ask a second time.”
“I wanted you angry.”
“You succeeded. But now, I’m claiming you. Everyone in this building will know you are mine. I promise there won’t be a person on this planet who isn’t aware that if they fuck with you, they fuck with me. I have no problem killing anyone who looks at you wrong. Even Max. If he ever touches you again, I will cut off his hand.”
His hands shimmy my shorts down, and I feel his presence leave my back before the softness of his tongue licks my folds from behind. “Do you understand?” he murmurs, the vibration going straight to my clit.
“Mmm” is the only sound I can coherently make. His fingers part me, and his mouth sucks on my clit. My hands now brace against the wall. I could be agreeing to anything. I wouldn’t care at the moment.
When his mouth leaves me, I whimper at the loss. “This pussy is mine,” he growls before I feel his thick length between my legs. It’s smooth against my skin. Then he enters me, and I cry out in pleasure. His finger circles my clit while he fucks me from behind, his hips swiveling, hitting the perfect spot. I push back on him as hard as he slams into me. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoes off the walls.
“Your pussy will never know what another cock feels like again,” he grunts. “I will never let you go.”
“Then you better fucking mark me,” I sass back, liking the way his other hand comes around my front and holds onto my throat. My pussy becomes wetter from his reaction. The way he possesses my body is addictive. No wonder the girls in my books don’t mind a little hickey. Fin controls and moves my body precisely, and my head becomes light as an orgasm builds.
He bites my neck, not sucking on it like I thought he might.
“Trust me—no one will mistake you as anything but mine.”
He pinches my clit, and I moan, yelling his name as I come. His cock slips from me, and then I feel his hot, wet streams hitting my back.
“Mine,” he growls once again.
In this moment, I am his. My mind and body know this. But I can’t be captured and conquered and placed in a cage. I’m too wild and impulsive. He can tie me down for a moment, but I’m not the type that can be kept forever. But he knows this. We used to laugh at suckers who talked about securing the girl of their dreams. We both said we would never settle down. A man like Fin wants to keep testing the waters and enjoying its different flavors.
“Wow,” I comment, still trying to catch my breath. I can guarantee I’ll be making him jealous once again to get an encore of this performance. That’s the fun of not being attached.
“Stay still.”
I hear water running, then a warm cloth is cleaning off my back.
“I’m going to have to use your shirt. I’ll leave first, then you can in a few minutes.” I’m not dumb in thinking that people won’t know about this. But it’s less like a walk of shame if we don’t walk out together.
“Not happening.”
I pick up his shirt from the ground and toss it over my now useless sports bra.
“We have dinner at your family’s house tonight,” he informs me.
My eyes narrow at him. He has this smirk on his face, and I don’t like it one bit. “Why are you telling me and not them?”
“They wanted to surprise you, but I know you don’t like to be blindsided.”
He squeezes my hand before he walks out. I take a deep breath before I follow out, and everyone is pretending to be focused on their workout.
Chapter 20
Luna
“Luna,Fin,”myfathergreets us. The men shake hands before my mother pulls me into a hug, then Fin after me. I’ve never seen my parents welcome anyone so warmly into their home. Must be because they think I’m being kept safe. Although my sister’s bodyguards were never treated like this. They had to be on duty. When they weren’t on duty, they never had dinner with the family.
“Your sisters just arrived,” my mother gushes as she leads us into our dining room. Seated at the table are Aria and Gia. It serves as another reminder Katrina isn’t here. I vow to make it so she can come home as soon as I can figure everything out.
