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Kensley opened her mouth, then closed it.
“I’m a bad man, Kensley. This is my life now. And I’m a selfish bastard for making it your life too, but I don’t fucking care if I have to keep you chained to my bed so I can sleep with my cock inside you until the day I die.”
She started to laugh and cry at the same time.
“My grandfather would pick you as his man. Do you know what that means? He trusts you. You went to him, and when he told you about his heart condition, you arranged for the top surgeon to take care of him. When he told you about why my gran loves the garden so much, you offered to move them to Switzerland, where they met, in the exact same place with the exact same little garden that my grandfather tried to replicate.” She closed the distance between them.
“When I was seventeen, I walked in on my parents having a swinger’s orgy in our lounge. I was home early from school, and I wasn’t alone. There was this boy who was going to ask me out but was pretending he needed to be tutored. Can you imagine the stories there were about me?”
“What’s his name? The guy?”
“It doesn’t matter. What matters is that I was so afraid I was going to end up like that that I was prepared to stay a virgin after Hugh, who was my safe choice. He made me feel normal, nothing. But then I met you and my Ice Maiden Terror didn’t work, and I couldn’t knit you away either.” She closed the distance between them. “And I realized I was just waiting for you. I love you, Hunter McLeod. I was waiting for you and only you, because you’re hopelessly possessive and over-protective and—”
Hunter dragged her body to his, kissing new life into her with every stroke of his tongue against hers.
Frantically, she opened the buttons on his shirt and sighed thankfully when he helped her by shrugging off his jacket and tie without stopping the onslaught of kisses on her lips, jaw, and neck.
Wave after wave of heat, hotter than lava, washed over her as Hunter bunched up the fabric of the dress in his hands before he pulled it off her body.
His shirt came off next, then her bra and panties. He stood back and looked at her.
“My wife,” he growled as he picked her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her down with a gentleness that made her want to cry.
She luxuriated in the feel of his mouth, dotting her whole body with kisses that branded her as his.
He parted her legs and sucked from her, hungrily. She tossed and turned as he forced her to come into his mouth. And then he stood up and removed his shoes, socks, pants, and boxer briefs. And for the first time, Kensley truly realized how small she was compared to the male god looking down at her with possession lacing his gaze.
Her pussy started pulsating as her own gaze glossed over every hard, long, thick inch of his cock.
He lowered himself and towered over her. His cock rolled over her nakedness, familiarizing her body with his size.
She writhed in anticipation, wonder, and a little fear. But the fear was fleeting.
“You were made for me, sweetheart,” he murmured as he brushed his cock down the seam of her pussy.
She arched her back, eager to accept him, dripping wet to welcome him inside her.
“Hunter, please,” she breathed, then basked in the full-on low growl he emitted before the thickness of the head of his shaft parted her folds.
She clung to him, her whole body crushed to his as he penetrated her. Her fever rose. Her nipples ached, and she held him to her as he sucked on her pebbled peaks.
When he lifted his head again, he looked straight into her eyes.
“Look at me, Kensley, my wife, when I take full ownership of you.”
Kensley squirmed and purred, she moaned and kept closing and opening her legs.
He brushed his thumb over her lip, then slipped it into her mouth the same moment he slipped inside her, almost fully.
Her head rose off the pillow. She sobbed into the crook of his shoulder as he still had more of his cock to feed her, so close to stretching her completely to fit his cock.
“Hunter,” she cried.
“Mine,” he said huskily and thrust more of his cock inside her. The searing pain paled when compared to the utter splendor of having Hunter in her body and yet there was still so much more of him to take.
She squeezed her walls around him, felt herself quicken with each breath he took.
She quivered as he dragged his cock out of her then slowly pushed back in, driving her to new heights of sublimity.
