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My gaze caught on his face—on his fucking gorgeous face—and followed it down to those massive muscles, to his otherworldly-perfect body.
His massive hands easily parted my thighs, and then he dragged me toward him until my ass was hanging off the edge of the bed. I pulled the pillow with me, so my head was raised enough that I could see—so I could watch him touch me—watch him taste me—watch him fuck me with his fingers.
My core was open wide to the world, every fucking inch of me exposed to the man staring at me so intensely it was a wonder he didn’t burst.
A long moment passed before my core clenched at the weight of his attention, and then he moved.
His nose was at the center of me, inhaling deeply, and a savage snarl flooded the room.
When he lifted his gaze, it was silver again, and fucking glowing. “Mine,” he said, his chest heaving.
My eyes were fucking dinner plates as I stared back at him. He’d done the possessive thing before, but something about claiming me with his eyes full of my core, with his hands holding me open so he could see every fucking inch of me, was so much bigger.
My lips parted, and I intended to tell him to stop. To tell him that I wasn’t as invested as he was, that he didn’t own me, that I wasn’t his.
But then his thumb dragged over my clit, and my brain short-circuited.
And then his tongue dragged up my center, from the top to the very fucking bottom.
In that moment, I probably would’ve agreed that I belonged to him if it would get me a few more minutes with the man.
But he didn’t ask me to agree.
He just fucking devoured me.
His hands parted my center, releasing my thighs, which immediately clamped around his head. He used his tongue, his lips, his teeth, his nose, his fingers… every fucking part of him worked my body, feeling my core and rubbing my clit. The scruff on his face burned, but in a way that drove me fucking insane.
I shattered in less than two minutes, my body completely new to being touched and loved and fucked the way Calian was doing it. The scream he got out of me was small and hoarse, and the only acknowledgment he gave it was a bite to my clit that made me jerk in his arms.
The pressure was so fucking intense, and he never let up—not when I shattered a third time, or fourth.
I was gasping, sucking in massive breaths of air after the fourth orgasm, and he was still going so fucking hard.
“I want your cock,” I snarled at him, my heart pounding and my desperation growing as my breathing started to go ragged again.
“Give me one more.” He lifted his glowing gaze from my core for the shortest fucking second.
The way he was looking at me, his face wet with my body’s desire, paired with the brutal way he continued to work me, had me screaming again a moment later. This one was different, though—I felt my body gush as the pleasure hit a level I’d never experienced.
Had I just fucking squir—
Calian interrupted my thoughts when he rose to his feet, his grip on my thighs still tight in the best fucking way. His pants were gone, his cock dripping as it bobbed, and his eyes still glowing.
“You are mine,” he told me, his voice low as he lined himself up against my entrance.
I was too far gone to listen to his words.
My legs hooked around his ass as he plunged into me, my body arching at the thick, heady pleasure of being filled so completely.
He was fucking huge, and fucking hot, and fucking—
He thrust in and out once, and then again.
I felt like I was being broken and remade again, into something fiercer, hotter, needier, and—
He roared.
The room flooded with fire, and I screamed with him as we lost it together. The pleasure was so much that I saw fucking stars.
