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Then his large hands pinned me down to the saddle by my waist, and he thrusted inside me—to the hilt. He was so…big. I cried out at the feel of his balls against my clit. My legs began to shake as my body struggled to accommodate him. He pulled out and slammed back into me again, over and over, as he set a steady,unbearablepace.

“That’s it,” he said gruffy as he began to fuck me harder. “Take my cock like the good little slut you are.”

“Yes!” I moaned, squeezing my hands together. His hands dropped to my hips so he could hold on and bring me back to meet his thrusts. His power and smoke surrounded us, cloaking us in lust and pleasure. My pussy clenched around him as my ass slammed against his hips with force.

“Fuck,” he growled, his fingers digging into my skin. I scrambled and pulled my elbows underneath me, rising up so my nipples could scrape against the wet leather.

“Smoke,” I whimpered.

“Your little pussy is squeezing my cock so tight. It’s like she wants me to stay,” he hummed, his voice rough with lust.

“Don’t ever leave,” I breathed.

“You want this dick inside you forever, baby? Is that what you want?” He slowed his thrusts as his rough hand reached under me so his fingers could stroke my clit.

“Yes!” My eyes rolled back from pleasure as he played with me, and his cock hit just the right spot inside me with every single thrust. His big body was over me then as he picked up the pace. His beard scraped against my temple as his other hand wrapped around my throat.

“You feel sofuckinggood,” he groaned, sending tingles down my spine. He squeezed my throat. “Enchantress,my enchantress,and her sweet little pussy.”

My heart fluttered. “Denver,” I moaned, arching into him.

“You like being at my mercy, don’t you?”

I nodded and twisted my head up, our faces inches apart. My eyes held his as his body claimed mine with his forceful, powerful thrusts. Hs dropped his forehead to mine, his upper lip curled. “Words,” he snarled.

“I’m yours, Denver.”

He froze, hovering above me, his broad chest pressing into my back. Our labored breathes were the only sounds in the loft as he stayed inside me, the connection searing straight into my soul.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Denver

IpromisedthatIwould show her the monster inside of me, but I found myself struggling. Struggling to be rough with her. A woman like her deserved gentle. Her pussy wasn’t ready for me, but she took my cock anyways, begging for it as she bent over my saddle. Hell, I didn’t even put on a rubber.

I needed to take her bare.Nothing between us.

My spine tingled, needing to come, to fill her up and walk away. That’s how this usually went. Fuck ‘em and leave. No attachments. I haven’t fucked with emotion, ever.

This enchantress’ pussy was gripping my cock so tightly, wanting me to stay inside of her. Her cunt was the best I’d ever had. She didn’t complain when I tied her up and hung her from the ceiling. She didn’t mind me watching her, in fact, it turned her on even more. She put on a show for me and drove me wild, seeing her curvy body hump my saddle while she stared at my crotch.

“I’m yours,” she repeated, her soft voice washing over me.

Something snapped inside of me then. Something possessive—controlling—that scared the shit out of me. With a growl, I pulled her head back by her hair, my lips finding her ear. “You have no idea what you’ve just done.”

She whimpered, grinding her hips back against me. My cock wept inside of her, wanting to ruin her. I pulled her up, her naked body flush against my fully clothed one. “Finally caught my enchantress,” I hissed, walking her backwards, still inside her. In the corner of the loft, there was a pile of hay. I would fuck her there. I pulled out of her cunt, and she whined at the loss of contact. I came around to her front and gripped the back of her neck, forcing her to look up at me.

She was a fucking vision.

Too beautiful for this world.

Her dark hair was a mess, falling in waves around her face. Her green eyes were wide with need, her lips swollen. My cock jumped. “Touch me,” I ordered. Her eyes dropped, and then she sucked in a breath. I looked down with her, our eyes on my thick, swollen, cock between us. The tip was an angry red, with pre-cum leaking out, ready to bust.

Valerie’s delicate hands wrapped around me, her touch like fucking fire. I brought her forehead to mine, my nostrils flaring. “You see what you to do me?”

She didn’t answer. No, she tilted her head up and kissed me. Our lips melded together, tongues clashing as she jerked my cock with her bound hands. My hips moved on their own, thrusting up into her hands. She smiled against me, squeezing the tip of my dick. My hands found her shoulders and I gave her a gentle push. “On your back.”

As soon as she was down, I was on her like a mad man, starved for affection. Her thighs were spread as I landed over her. Without wasting another second, I fisted my cock and eased back inside her. She lifted her bound hands and wrapped them around the back of my neck. My lips found hers in the tangle of ecstasy as I slid all the way inside her.

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