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I make a needy sound and try to push him inside by digging my heels into his ass. “Give it to me. I want you inside me.”

Devlin gives me a monstrous, feral look that turns me on. He may be a devil, but he’s my devil. I want him to consume me in his hellfire.

He leans over to dig for a condom in the nightstand. Once it’s on, he cages me in his arms.

“Just remember…this is what you begged for.”

“Yes,” I breathe, cupping the back of his neck to draw him down for a kiss. “Do it. I want it. Fuck me.”

“You’re so perfect,” he says against my lips. Devlin lines up and pushes in. “Fuck.” He drops his forehead to mine. “You’re mine, angel. Be mine.”

He goes slow at first, achingly slow, giving me time to adjust. The tight sensation of fullness builds the further his cock sinks into my body. A different kind of overwhelm crashes down on me as the tightness eases. He pets my hair as a small sound escapes me.

Devlin pulls back and thrusts with sharper force. My back arches and my nails drag down his back. There’s pressure, but it doesn’t hurt.

“More,” I demand.

“Yes,” Devlin growls, face buried in my neck. “Tell me. Tell me how much you need my cock fucking you good.”

Devlin wraps me in his arms and lifts me from the bed, plunging into my pussy. We pant as one, clinging to each other as we chase our release. He fists my hair and kisses me, his hips snapping faster.

I tremble as he hits me deep enough that a galaxy bursts behind my eyes. I almost tip backwards, but Devlin holds me close, groaning.

“Yes, baby. You’re so tight, I can feel you coming. Your pussy is gripping my cock.”

His thrusts turn more frenzied. Then he tenses, letting out a sound of pure ecstasy. His cock throbs deep inside me as he comes.

Devlin’s voice is hoarse as he repeats, “Mine.”

“Yours,” I whisper.

I feel like I’m floating as Devlin gently lays me down. He disappears from the room, returning a few minutes later with a damp towel. Devlin watches me with one of the few unguarded looks he’s granted me as he carefully wipes me clean.

All of my limbs are useless. “I can’t move.”

“Good. Just how I like you.”

Keeping my eyes open is hard. I’m flooded with drowsiness.

Devlin’s chuckle makes me smile. His soft lips press against my forehead. “You’re all fucked out. It’s cute. I’ll have to keep this in mind for when I need a way to tame that stubborn streak.”

I hum, too far gone to formulate a sassy response.

With an impressive reserve of energy, he picks me up under my knees and around my waist. Holding me close, he treks through the house, and sinks into the welcome warm water of the hot tub.

A contented moan leaves me.

I feel safe, loved, and at peace laying my head on Devlin’s shoulder while he combs his fingers through my hair.

I feel…home.

Thirty-Two

Devlin

Blair dozes for a while, coming in and out of consciousness. I really wore her out.

It’s a challenge to restrain myself from playing with her tits and slipping my fingers into her pussy right now. I want t

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