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“I want you on your knees, those pretty lips wide open for me, begging for my cock,” I murmur, my voice turning rough as I see how she responds to my words. “I want you tied to that bed of yours, mine to worship as I see fit. Your tight cunt clenching around me, your body arched and ready to break.”

Avery shivers, swaying closer. Fuck, her desire is written right there on her face, glazed and wanting. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I growl, “My good girl. You’ll be weak from fucking me, a sweaty, dripping mess, so used you don’t know whether to beg me to stop, or plead for another goddamn inch.”

She exhales in rush. “Sebastian…”

“I know, baby. You’re wet right now, just thinking about it.”

Silently, she meets my eyes, and nods.

Goddamn.

I bolt to my feet and throw down a hundred euro note. Drinks can wait. Right now, I need to be inside this girl, making her scream my name.

I practically drag Avery to the water taxi, and back to the villa.

The whole way there, I can’t keep my hands to myself. I slide a hand up her thigh and play with the ends of her hair as we speed across the lake. I trace her spine with the palm of my hand and knead her ass, not caring that the driver can see us from where we’re sitting.

Let him see that she’s mine.

Let them all fucking see.

And Avery loves it. I can tell from the excitement in her eyes, and the way her breath catches with every illicit touch. It turns her on, to be displayed like this, her desire on show to the world as I stake my claim.

Mine.

Back at the villa, I’m on her like an animal. Kissing, touching, needing to feel every inch of her body. An animal possession is rising in me, something so primal I can’t hold back.

“On the bed,” I growl—and then I don’t wait before tossing her down, stripping her clothes from her body until she’s laying, naked and spread for me.

“Fuck, this pussy…” I groan, gripping her thighs and parting them wider, seeing how she clenches for me, already soaking wet with her own desire. Lust strikes, hot and wild. “You know, men start wars for pussy like this,” I tell her, bending over her, nipping at one bare thigh. “They fight to the death, just for a single taste of this sweetness. Burn whole fucking empires to the ground.”

I bury my face between her legs, loving the sound of her screams as I wrap my lips around that tight little bud and suck. Hard.

“Oh my God!” Avery’s legs clamp around my head, her body arching off the bed in shock. “Sebastian!”

“That’s right, Sparrow,” I growl, lapping at her wetness like a man possessed. Because I am. This girl has put a fucking spell on me, and whether it’s a curse, or a blessing, I still don’t know.

All I know is that I was made to claim her, with my mouth, my hands…

My aching cock.

Slipping two fingers inside, I get her ready to take me. She’s still so fucking tight, so new to this, so I press my tongue against her clit as I pump my fingers deeper, making her writhe and moan as I stretch her open.

“There,fuck, don’t stop!” she cries, clutching the sheets.

I growl into her. Stop? I couldn’t tear myself away from this feast if there were a hundred men beating down the door. I’m drunk on her, devouring every drop until her whole body goes tense—and then shatters, coming in a rush of wetness with my name on her lips.

I rise to my feet and strip off the rest of my clothes, watching her body heave and gasp with the force of her climax.

Good. She’s nice and warmed up for me now, because fuck, I won’t go easy on her.

I position myself between her legs, grab her hips, and bury myself to the hilt.

Fuck.

It’s too good, the feel of her, so tight and slick around my cock. I piston deeper, and she moans, clenching hard, making me roar with the pleasure.

Every time. Every goddamn time. I lose my mind over this woman.

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