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And I fucking love it.
Fire burns inside, hotter than any I’ve experienced before.
It makes me feel alive, the pleasure and pain creating an intense mix.
The realization hits me hard—he’s not pushing us back to our previous power struggle. When we’re like this, I have power over him, too. We share the control, trading it back and forth.
A wild grin curves my mouth.
Devlin sucks hickeys into my skin and bites a trail down my throat, stretching my loose shirt down to expose my breasts. I don’t have a bra on, giving him access to clamp his lips and teeth over my nipples.
“Fuck!” I arch with wanton abandon as he bites at my breasts hard enough to leave marks.
By the time we’re done, I’m going to be covered, my skin branded by Devlin as if he’s burning his name into my body with each scrape of teeth and forceful suck.
I’ll brand him right back with the angry red trails my nails leave on his skin.
“That’s right,” Devlin rumbles between sucking on one of my nipples before he moves to the other. He strips me, ripping the clothes from my body to continue his bombardment of brutal pleasure. With each new bruising bite, his voice is like gravel while he declares, “Here? Mine. Here, too. All of you—every inch—you’re all mine, little thief. That was the deal we made.”
The urge to fight flares up. I pop up on one elbow, torn between dragging Devlin closer or pushing him away by my grip in his hair. “So you’ll just let them all believe I’m your live-in whore?”
Devlin gets in my face after tearing his shirt off. He grabs my jaw in his strong grip. “You think I give a fuck about any of those puppets or what they think? The only thing I care about is you.” He gives me a searing, soul-twisting kiss. I gasp against his lips, and his tongue pushes inside my mouth, sliding against mine. The kiss is softer than the commanding arrogance clouding his actions. “They don’t matter.”
I bite his lip, giving as good as he’s given me. He pins me to the floor, wrapping his fingers around my throat. It tugs on the desire pooling in my gut, throbbing through my body. I bare my teeth, ready for more.
Devlin’s eyes flash with the challenge, his lips curling up. “Fucking fight me, angel.”
With a raw sound, I buck up, managing to flip Devlin over to straddle him. My hands form claws as I scrape across his bare chest. He spurs me on with taunts, his ferocious grin devilishly attractive. The rush of power fills me as I roll my hips to feel him between my thighs while Devlin holds me in place by his grip on my waist with a groan.
The wonder in his expression as I peer down at him with heavy-lidded eyes pours warmth through my body.
“Give me all of your fight. This right here is why you’re mine.”
Devlin tackles me onto my back again, pinning my wrists above my head in one hand. I struggle against him, but he bears down on me, nipping at my swollen lips. The rug burns against my bare skin as he spreads my legs apart and presses his hips into mine, the material of his jeans scraping against my pussy.
My eye
s roll back in my head and a guttural sound tears from my throat at the sensation, the roughness of his jeans separating his cock from me.
He flips me over, forcing a knee between my thighs as he keeps my hands pinned above my head. His erection presses against my ass mercilessly. I moan, delirious with adrenaline and lust.
“I want you bare. Nothing between us this time.” Swallowing, I can’t stop my hips from rolling against him. Amusement laces his tone as he smacks my ass. “Oh? You like the sound of that, angel? You want me to fuck you raw?”
It’s hard to cut through the lust fogging my head. “I’m not on the pill.”
Not only that, a frisson of fear spirals through me, locking every muscle. My parents made that mistake. They were so young.
His grip flexes on my wrists. “I don’t care.”
The reckless disregard could bite us in the ass.
“I’d take care of you no matter what, angel.” His husky voice softens at the edges.
My chest squeezes tight. That’s all I want. “Okay.”
“Stay.” The command is barked in a dangerous voice. He waits a beat, then peels back. I make a sound of protest as the cool air hits my sweaty skin, squirming against the rug to feel the tingling burn in my breasts where the bitten skin throbs with a dull, sensual ache. “Good fucking girl.”
I gasp, trembling as a burst of heat overwhelms me. His voice is gruff and it dances along my nerve endings.
