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“I don’t want anyone else.” She leaned down, dragging her lips across mine in a whisper of a kiss before saying, “I want you to make me yours.”

That primal animal inside me roared to the surface. I lunged, taking Deva to her back on the bed and hovered over her as Ifeasted from her mouth like a man who’d been trapped in the desert for years, and she was a tall, ice cold glass of water.

She met my desperation with her own, pulling at my clothes, trying to get to my skin, trying to get closer. She made the most adorable sound of unhappiness when I broke the kiss and rose to my feet.

A chuckle worked its way up from my throat. “Patience, Bambi. We’re just getting started.”

In no time at all, I was standing naked at the foot of the bed, her eyes raking over me like I was her favorite meal. They came to my cock that was standing tall and heavy, aching to feel her body wrapped around it.

“Laeth,” she said on an exhale as she licked her lips, worry swimming in her gaze. I knew what she was worried about, and I immediately worked to set those fears aside.

“It will fit, I promise. I’m going to make this so goddamn good for you.”

The button and zipper on her jeans were still undone, so I made quick work of removing her shoes, throwing them over my shoulder carelessly, before yanking her pants down her legs. Her shirt went next, leaving her in nothing but a baby blue lace bra and matching panties that looked sexy as fuck against all her creamy skin.

Only, as my eyes raked over her body, they stopped on something that made all the blood drain out of my face. “What the fuck?” I growled as I took in the small, round scars that dotted her stomach.

“Don’t.” Deva shook her head, her eyes growing glassy as she reached with one hand to try and cover the patch of marred flesh just to the left and down from her belly button, hovering right about the waistband of her underwear. “Please don’t let them make you not want me,” she pleaded, the pain in her voice slicing me to shreds.

Grabbing her hips, I moved her up the bed and crawled over her. Gently wrapping my fingers around her wrist, I pulled it away from her stomach, uncovering those scars, and guided her hand down so she could feel where I was still hard as concrete for her, throbbing with need.

“Feel that, Deva.” Her delicate fingers wrapped around my length, her palm like silk around my cock. “If you think anything could make me not want you, you’re out of your fucking mind.”

Her tongue snaked out, dampening her bottom lip as she gave my cock a tentative squeeze. My eyes nearly rolled back in my head on a groan. “Jesus, I love you touching me.”

My words were all the encouragement she needed to take things a little further, and she pumped me in her fist, gathering up the precum that had leaked from the tip and using it to make her grip slicker.

Her eyes filled with wonder as she stared down between our bodies to her tiny fist wrapped around me. “You feel... It’s like velvet,” she breathed. “Wrapped around steel.”

“You’re killing me,” I said on a pained groan, squeezing my eyes closed to keep from losing it as I lowered my forehead to hers while she continued the slow slide of her fist, up and down, up and down.

She licked her lips, her body starting to writhe beneath me. I could make out her rosy pink nipples through the sheer lace of her bra, and saw they were puckered tight. “I want this inside me, Laeth. Please.”

“Fuck,” I hissed through teeth gritted so tight it wasn’t a wonder I hadn’t ground my molars into dust. “Say that again.”

She repeated, amending it ever so slightly. “I want you inside me.” She dragged the throbbing head of my cock across the gusset of her panties, widening her eyes and sucking in a stuttered gasp as the crown bumped her clit. I could feel the heatfrom her pussy, her arousal drenching the thin scrap of lace. I wanted nothing more in that moment than to bury myself deep.

“Bra and panties off,” I ground out as I pulled myself from her hold and reached across the mattress to the nightstand. I yanked the drawer open violently as I looked back to make sure she’d done as ordered. She was still partially covered, staring at my bobbing dick like a kid staring through the window of a candy shop. “Now, Deva.”

The rasp in my voice seemed to yank her back to reality. She shimmied and jostled on the bed, unclasping her bra and whipping it off. She had the most incredible tits. She shoved at her panties, lifting her hips to slide them down and kicked a leg out just as soon as they reached her ankles, sending them flying across the room.

I repositioned myself between her legs, sitting on my haunches to give her an unimpeded view as I brought the condom wrapper to my mouth and ripped it open with my teeth.

She watched in fascination as I rolled it down my length. I wanted more than anything to take her bare, but I had a feeling birth control wasn’t something she’d thought to see to yet.

But we’d get there.

“Breathe, baby,” I coaxed as I lowered myself over her. I braced on one forearm as I reached between us to guide myself into place. The moment the crown of my cock notched into her opening, her eyes widened. “I want you to focus on calm, deep breaths. Wrap your legs around me.”

She did, and I loved the feel of her little feet sliding across the backs of my thighs.

“You trust me, Deva?”

Her eyes locked on mine, the green and brown swallowed up by the liquid gold pooling there. The look in those eyes stole my breath, but the words that came next took the rest of my heart.

“I trust you with everything.”

I pushed forward, gnashing my teeth as I slid into her tight sheath to keep from driving myself to the root in one, brutal thrust.

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