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Chapter Forty One

Tayla

“Come here,” Adreax said in a husky voice, slipping his hands under my arms and wrapping them around my waist, tugging me backwards until I felt him nuzzling into the back of my neck and pressing his lips to my skin.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I repeated for the dozenth time since we’d retreated into my private cabin.

“I know you’re not, because you’re mine,” he whispered into my ear, sending another chill racing down my spine. “Now, let’s get you out of those wet clothes.”

His fingers found their way under the hem of my shirt, and he peeled the fabric off of my skin, making only enough room between our bodies to get it over my head before discarding it and wrapping me up tightly in his arms again.

“And now the rest,” he said firmly, reaching down to my waist and undoing the button.

“Adreax,” I scolded, shooting a look at the door, worried that the other women might hear us.

He spun me around suddenly, turning me so I was face to face with him, my exposed breasts covered in goosebumps. Immediately, he raised a hand, running a finger across the curves of my cleavage and looking deep into my eyes.

“Let me be very clear about something, Tayla. I am not used to taking orders, and I am not concerned with anyone’s opinion of me but yours. If I want to have you right now, I will have you, and they will just have to get used to hearing you moan for me. Do you understand?”

His hand left my breast, cupping my chin and forcing it up until my neck was exposed, and I had no choice but to meet his gaze.

“Yes,” I whispered, but he didn’t release me. He arched an eyebrow and waited impatiently until I repeated my answer, loud and clear.

“Very good.”

His hand dropped to my ass, squeezing hard before he curled his fingers into the fabric of my pants and tugged them down over my hips in a single movement. He wasted no time helping me step out of pants and spreading my legs as he pulled me up onto his lap, straddling him.

“You’re shivering,” he said between kissing my breasts over and over. “As your rescuer, I believe it is my responsibility to make sure you are warm and comfortable.”

I let my head fall back, savoring the way his tongue circled one of my nipples playfully and feeling the heat already building in my core. If he kept this up, he wouldn’t have to do much more to bring my body temperature back up.

“Adreax, we shouldn’t.”

He pressed his lips to mine, cutting me off before I could voice any more protests.

“I strongly disagree,” he whispered, reaching down and running his hand between my legs.

I moaned quietly, still conscious of the women just on the other side of the thin door. But his hand was moving again, his fingers tracing tiny circles around my clitoris and parting my pussy. His other hand lifted my hips slightly, and then he reached down and pulled his cock out, already stiff, waiting for me. He barely pushed his pants low enough to free himself before lowering me onto him.

Sighing, I felt him slip inside me, realizing how wet I already was. His hands went to my hips, rocking me back and forth in a steady motion. Our movements started out slow, but the heat inside me was building and I felt myself growing slicker as I listened to his deep moans and gasps. Sliding up and down on his long shaft, I moved faster.

“Make me yours, Adreax,” I begged.

His hands clutched at me, and his hips bucked as I rode him. I bore down, contracting all my muscles and panting into his ear as he drove even deeper. And then I was rolling with the ecstasy of my orgasm, breathless as I felt my body reacting to his movements with pure pleasure. My begging transformed into a series of weak moans and pleas for him not to stop until I felt his body seizing beneath me and the heat of his seed filling me with every stroke.

When it was over, his arms looped loosely around my back as I collapsed down onto him, showering his face and neck with kisses, and he held me.

“You are mine, Tayla. You will forever be mine.”

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