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“What intentions?” She pulls back and stares into my eyes as I stroke her face lightly and whisper, “To marry you.”
Her eyes widen, and I waste no time in leaning down to capture her lips in a deep kiss. She presses against me, and I hate that I’m still dressed and as she kisses me back, it’s with an urgency that was absent before.
With a deep groan, I push her back on the bed and run my hands over her soft skin, loving how she arches into my touch and pleads with her eyes.
“What do you want, my angel?” I whisper against her needy lips, and she sighs, “I want the whole of you, Malik.”
“You know my conditions.” I tease back and she raises her gorgeous eyes to mine and smiles. “I trust you. I want you and I believe in you, Malik. More than anything, I want the whole of you, including the darkness.”
“The darkness?” I raise my eyes as she hitches her breath. “I crave the darkness. It lives within me, too. I understand it and I need it to complete me.”
She reaches up and cups her hand to my stubbled jaw and whispers, “As I said, I want the whole of you because you already have the whole of me.”
CHAPTER22
ELIZA
Ican’t believe we’re in this place at all, especially after what he just did. My ass is so painful, and hurts like hell, but it made me so wet all I could think of was him.
I want him.
I crave him like a lifesaving drug, and it’s become the most urgent thing in my life to experience what it’s like to be owned by such a man.
I hate it when he pulls back and leaves the bed, standing beside me, gazing down with a malevolent gleam in his eye. I hold my breath as he shrugs out of his jacket and unfastens his pants, his wicked look telling me to be careful what you wish for. As I watch him strip before me, the desire pools between my legs and as he stands regarding me like a conquering hero, I have no doubt at all that I want what’s about to happen.
With one flick of his wrist, the sheets are gone, and I lie trembling under his wicked gaze as he drags his eyes the length of my body and hisses, “Touch yourself.”
I am so mortified because how can I with him watching but his ominous growl, “Now!” has my fingers flying to my clit as I demonstrate what I like. He watches me stimulate myself as he palms his cock and as he strokes his large shaft, I find myself panting in anticipation and he growls, “On your knees.”
I scramble to do as he says and gasp when he grabs my head and pulls my mouth roughly onto his smooth cock and as he pushes in, I almost gag because he fills me entirely. His voice is like smooth silk as he whispers, “Good girl. Now take it and show me how much you want this.”
As I gently ease back, I love the sensation of him inside me. His moans of desire make me proud because this is what I can do—for him. He eases back and forth softly, nowhere near as rough as he has been, and as he hits the back of my throat, he groans as my gag reflex kicks in. He thrusts faster and harder and I struggle to keep up, sucking and slurping as he fucks my mouth. My saliva drips from the side as he pumps in furiously and when I don’t think I can take anymore, he pulls out and says harshly, “Lie back on the sheets. Let me look at you.”
I fall back and do as he asks and as he stands blatantly staring at my body, I note his hard, angry cock straining for release. It makes me afraid because how can I accommodate that and as he reaches in the drawer by the bed, my heart leaps when he rolls a condom onto his length, leaving me in no doubt of his next intention.
The bed dips as he kneels above me and pulls my thighs wide apart. It’s so mortifying as he strokes his cock, staring at my breasts like a lion about to eat his prey.
I swear I’m the most embarrassed I’ve ever been in my life, but I don’t care. I want to see what happens next. I want to discover the secret and if I’m going to die, let it be after this because then I will die happy.
He plants his hands on either side of my body and stares deep into my eyes, his own flashing with victory as he says roughly, “I’m going to fuck you now and it will be the first of many.”
Oh fuck. My heart is hammering so hard I may not last a minute more before it gives out on me and as I feel him pressing against my saturated entrance, he whispers, “I own this fucking pussy and I own you.”
“Like fuck you do.” I heave out and he grins, an arrogant smirk telling me he knows I’m a fucking liar.
To my surprise, he bends his lips to mine and kisses me so sweetly it makes my heart flutter, and he whispers, “I will marry you, Eliza Ortega and I only want one wife.”
Before I can process that information, he edges inside and takes me by surprise in a different way, and I gasp in shock as he breaks through my final resistance. I hate that it hurts like hell and scream so hard he says gently, “Focus on me, baby, not the pain. It will only last a minute.”
It’s as if he is ripping me apart and I sob painful tears of disappointment. I’m not good enough. I fail at life. I fail at sex, and I fail at everything because how is this fun?
His gentle murmurs encourage me to relax, and as I do, he moves carefully inside me, and my body appears to like it. Suddenly, it opens up to him and holds him tenderly instead of the resistance it showed a few moments ago.
He stares into my eyes the entire time as he gently rocks inside me, and I witness the power in his dark, glittering eyes. It’s almost an aphrodisiac in itself and suddenly I’m loving every minute of this. It’s a strange sensation with him inside me, knowing we are closer than two people can ever be. I love that and as he teaches me the joy of sex, I am a willing pupil and adore the fact we appear to be dancing to the same tune.
He begins to thrust harder and deeper as his rhythm increases and suddenly I’m experiencing a sensation I never have before. It’s as if I’m climbing a mountain and want to step off and fly and yet something is holding me back. I can’t breathe, I can’t form any thoughts because there is something telling me Nirvana is beckoning at the top of that mountain and to keep on climbing.
His low growl undoes me in a way I never saw coming when he whispers, “Come for me, Angel.”
