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“Yes,” she cries, arching into me, desperate. “Yes.”
“Tell me what you want,” I order her.
“I want you.”
She doesn’t mean that—she means my cock. I’m starkly aware of that fact and know I shouldn’t care. Know I should be just fucking this woman, but we both know I’m not. I wish she didn’t, but even I know I’m giving her much more than I promised.
My protection.
A piece of my soul.
“You want my cock or my mouth?” I stand to stare down at her startling icy blue eyes, that have the ability to make me do things I never would before.
“Um, I...,” Mia starts, and I grin at her indecision.
My fingers press inside her, and she cries out again.
“Choose, Mia.” I’m fucking her hard with two fingers now, about to take her choice away. I stroke my cock with my other hand.
My patience is running out.
I need to be inside her. To be connected and pleasure her. To claim what feels like belongs to me.
When she glances down and watches, I know she’s chosen.
“Yeah, baby, such a sweet little pussy,” I growl, pressing my cock against her entrance. Pressing inside, inch by inch, I go deeper and feel her tighten around me. The sensation is so intense, I have to force myself not to runt her, like the animal I want to be.
That I am.
“Oh God, fuck,” she cries. “More, Connor, more.”
Hearing my name on her lips makes me even harder. I take her chin and tilt her face up to mine. “Keep being a good girl, and I’ll get you your freedom.”
Right now, I’d give her fucking anything.
“Yes,” she cries.
“Until then, you belong to me,” I grunt when I’m balls-deep. “Do you understand?”
She doesn’t respond, so I thrust again.
“Mia,” I growl.
Her nails dig deep into my arm, her legs wrapped around me. I slam a hand on the wall of the shower above her and demand her submission again.
“Tell me.”
I’m a fool. We both know I can’t ask it of her, nor honor it if she did. Still, the desire and defiance in her eyes kills me, so I crush my mouth to hers while my cock thrusts along her channel.
When her pussy tightens, it takes me over the edge, and we both cry out together.
Pleasure blasts down my spine as I spill into her.
A few moments later, Mia’s legs begin to slide from my body, but I’m not done. Not even close. I grab them, turn the shower off, and carry her to our bed.
Our.
“I haven’t washed yet,” she says into my neck.
