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I unfastened my belt and trousers, yanking my aching cock free. As I drove it deep inside of her, she rose onto her toes, her breath skipping as she moaned. I wanted more of her. I needed everything she had to give. I pulled out, slamming into her again, growling as her pussy muscles clamped around my wide girth. My shaft continued to ache, the agony of heartache and loss building. I could no longer focus, my mind a freaking mess. All that mattered to me was taking her.

Using her.

Fucking her.

I bent my head, biting her earlobe then raking my teeth down the side of her neck. When I bit down, her entire body began to shake.

“Yes. Yes.” Every sound she made, every whimper escaping her mouth fueled my desire, turning it into an inferno. I fisted her hair, yanking her head to the side, whispering filthy, harsh words that she would remember for a long time.

“You are mine. No one will ever touch you again. Never. If they do, I will kill them.”

She shuddered in my hold, panting as I fucked her like a crazed animal. The heat continued to build between us, so fucking combustible but I didn’t care.

“Harder,” she murmured.

I kept her head at an awkward angle, driving into her with such force she was slammed into the railing. And still, I couldn’t find satisfaction. When I rolled onto the balls of my feet, I yanked on her hips, forcing her into a deep arc.

Her cries continued, floating out toward the night sky. Another crack of lightning electrified the sky, sending a shower of color across the water’s surface.

“Yes. That’s it. Oh. Oh…”

As her body started to shake, I refused to stop, pushing her limits, thrusting brutally. Every muscle tensed, my mind spinning out of control. I wanted her. I needed her.

I would never let her go.

God help me, she was mine.

“Yes. Oh…” Her body shuddered against me as an orgasm swept through her.

“Baby. Come again. Come for me.”

She obeyed my command, her legs spasming as the orgasm swept through her. The slapping of our bodies became more desperate, so brutal I was terrified I was hurting her but with every sound I could tell she wanted more.

Demanded more.

I couldn’t stop, the ache killing me. I kept my firm hold on her hair, digging my fingers into her scalp, sweat sliding down from my forehead. My needs were savage and powerful, requiring fulfillment. Everything was a blur, every sound I made guttural, my dick aching to the point I was blinded from the pain. I delivered two hard cracks against her bottom, the sting in my palm creating another wave of energy.

The fire in my belly grew to a firestorm and within seconds, I knew I couldn’t hold back the rush any longer. As I erupted deep inside, I issued a keening roar.

I collapsed around her, intertwining my fingers with hers as we both continued gasping for air.

She purred softly, the sound the sweetest thing I’d ever heard.

As I pressed my hand around her throat, squeezing as I pulled her tightly against my chest, I could tell she was crying.

I’d broken my beautiful doll into a million pieces.

My beautiful, perfect princess.

CHAPTER15

Isabella

Thunderstorms.

I’d hated them as a child, fearful that the lightning would spark a fire I couldn’t escape. The crackling jolts from the night before had been electrifying, enough so I remained tingling all over. I’d awakened just after dawn, realizing he’d already left the room. But he’d placed a small box next to my pillow. I was terrified of opening it. It felt like a goodbye gift.

Of course, that was ridiculous since there were no plans to leave anytime soon. Cobra had told me little about the meeting with the man outside the restaurant, but he’d remained troubled since the conversation. What I’d gathered was that he’d received details of what was going on and had yet to process what that meant.

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