Page 17 of His Muse

“Do you mean that?” he demands, already reaching between us. Notching the broad head of his cock against my entrance. And there’s still time to take it back, to claim it was the heat of the moment and nothing more, but I’m done being a coward.

“Yeah.” I hitch my legs around his waist, holding his burning gaze. “I mean it.”

“Fuck.” Tudor’s kiss is savage. He tugs one of my legs higher, his grip bruising on my thigh. “You’ve done it now, Carmen. Can’t take it back. You’remine.”

Tudor presses his cock forward, splitting me open—and the air empties from my lungs.

Nine

Tudor

If I had my way, you’d stay tonight and never leave.

Jesus Christ. Did she really say that? Did those words leave Carmen’s lips? It’s too good to be true. Too much. Too everything.

And though she was probably overwhelmed by what we’re doing, I’m a selfish prick, so I’ll run with it. I’ll take her at her word.

Carmen ismine.

Not just mine to watch or mine to follow. Mine to obsess over and covet. As of tonight, she’s mine to kiss and lick and touch and taste and—

“Fuck,Carmen.” Every inch I press inside her, my heart pounds harder. She’s so tight and slick and hot, and it’s turning my brain to mush. “You’re a goddamn miracle.”

She gives a shaky laugh, her arms winding around my neck.

Okay, gentle. I can be gentle. It’s her first time, and she’s trusting me with this, so I’ll make it good for her. If it’s the last thing I do, I’ll make this angel moan.

But her nails rasp against my back, and my hips jerk forward unbidden. I bury another inch inside her, and we let out matching groans.

“You okay?” I’m panting above her, arms vibrating with restraint. “Does it hurt, sweetheart?”

“No.” Carmen’s eyes are glassy, and her lips are damp. When she shifts her hips and I slide deeper inside her, those sooty eyelashes flutter. “No, it doesn’t hurt. It feels—Tudor.It feels so good.”

Thank. Fuck.

I grit my teeth and snap my hips forward. Thrust against her properly, hard enough to make her tits bounce.

Carmen sighs so sweetly, and it’s a sound of pure bliss.

I shake my head and thrust again, burying my whole length inside her.

This is it. We’re sealed as close as we can humanly get. If I could, I’d crawl inside this girl’s body and live there, but I’ll have to settle for this perfect torture instead—for her snug heat and the way her muscles twitch around me, and for the shallows puffs of her breath against my cheek.

“Mine,” I declare again, a broken record. Don’t care.

It’s in every thump of my heart. Every thrust of my hips. Each creak of the bed frame.

Mine. Mine. Mine.

“Good,” Carmen says, a smile playing around her pretty mouth, “I’m glad.” Until I thrust deep again and her lips form a perfect ‘O’.

“Yeah, keep teasing me, sweet girl, because I’m deadly serious. I’m not leaving here, not for as long as you want me. I’m going to sleep in your bed and watch you shower and follow you to work every day. You’ve really done it now.”

Carmen lets out a breathy laugh that turns into a whimper, but I’m not fucking joking.

“I mean it, Carmen. Don’t think just because you’ve let me in, I’ll be normal now. I’ll never be less than obsessed. You understand?” Sheneedsto get this. Needs to know what she’s signing up for. “Even if I’m the luckiest man on the planet and you marry me someday, I’ll stalk you to the fucking church.”

Nails rake down my back, and teeth nip at my throat. “I know,” Carmen breathes against my fevered skin. “I know, Tudor. I like it.”

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