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I let out another moan.

“Does kitten want her pussy rubbed now?”

“Tristian…”

Not wasting any time, he caressed my nub, triggering me to suck in a breath. He stayed there for a minute before he readily slipped two fingers inside of me while his other hand pushed against my lower stomach.

“What are you do—”

“Just relax, kitten.”

Gliding his fingers in and out of me, he didn’t move his hand from my belly, and he continued to push down as he fingered me.

“Oh, God…”

The pressure he was applying with his hand on my belly made the way he was fingering me that much more intense. It was only a matter of minutes before my body was convulsing, contracting, and shaking as he fingered me faster and harder. It was an overload of sensations. I could physically feel my core pushing his fingers out, but he didn’t let up, fingering me deeper until my entire body came with such a force I trembled uncontrollably.

“Good girl,” he praised. He straddled my waist and cupped my breasts then slid his dick in between them. Back and forth, he slid his cock between my breasts. “I always wanted to fuck your gorgeous tits.”

I whimpered when he backed away, but my disappointment didn’t last long. He bent forward and kissed my mouth while he stroked his cock. I moved his hand and stroked him. He groaned as I twirled my grasp around his shaft. Never once did he stop devouring my mouth. He thrust two fingers inside of me, going straight for my g-spot that was still sensitive. The raw uninhibited craving to come again hit me like a ton of bricks, and before my core contracted, he grabbed his dick and thrust inside me.

I felt full like my body was made for him.

“Oh God, please don’t stop. Harder… Ahh … yes … yes … just like that.”

“There’s my girl.”

I wanted it rough.

Hard.

Demanding.

I wanted him to brand me.

Mark me.

Make me his.

Leaving nothing but destruction in his wake like always.

“Tell me you love my cock inside of you. Tell me you never want me to stop fucking you. Tell me or I’ll stop and leave you like this.”

The familiar response of wanting to come made its way down my core, and I started to completely come apart again.

“Yes…” was all I could muster, not wanting to use the word love with him.

Our breathing and panting were in sync. It only took a few more thrusts, grunts, and groans, and we came at the exact same time.

“You’re mine, Belle Hawkins. All mine.” His tone was laced with pure possession.

And for a moment, I allowed myself to get lost in him.

Chapter Thirteen

—Belle—

Then: One week later

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