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I came so hard that I saw stars.

Bright white lights exploded before my eyes. I tried squeezing them shut, but pleasure radiated through my body, causing every nerve to fire at the exact same time and throwing them into overdrive. I arched my back as spirals of passionate desire flared up and down my spine. My toes curled and my fingers dug into the blankets beneath me.

His hand had cupped my pussy, but two of his fingers were petting my clit, forcing my orgasm that much higher. Fully naked beneath him, I felt his power and that made me come that much harder.

This wasn’t a regular orgasm. I’d had plenty of those in the privacy of my bedroom, underneath the covers with the door locked and the lights completely off.

This was so much more than that.

This felt as if someone had lit a bundle of fireworks inside my body and one aftershock after another was holding me captive until all the fuses burned out. By the time I finally came down from my harrowingly intense ecstasy, my legs were shaking, and it felt like the rest of me was made of jelly.

The scent of my arousal hung heavy on the air.

I blinked, focusing on him and noticing that his shoulders were tense. He turned his head, and I reached for him, trailing my fingers along the line of his bicep. When he turned back, his eyes were encased in painful shadow.

I yearned to chase that hurt away.

His hold on me lessened, and I sat back up slowly, approaching him with caution. My pussy burned from the firm lesson with his hand, and when I glanced down, I blushed when I noticed that it was bright pink.

He’d spanked my pussy hard and it still stung.

The two of us looked at each other for a long moment before I summoned up the courage to lean towards him. I glanced down at his full lips. I shifted my weight forward, leaning against him as I tentatively cupped his cheek. He flinched, avoidant of my touch at first, but I didn’t let him flee this time.

I stared into those icy blue irises, seeing the turbulent emotions he was hiding within. Pain, desire, and frustration raged within him, and for a moment, we both simply breathed. The tension between us was simmering with molten heat. I could tell there was a part of him that remained resistant to going any further, but I wasn’t going to give him a choice, just like he hadn’t when he’d pinned me to the bed and welted my ass with his belt.

I kissed him.

A web of magic cast out from within me, catching us in its sparkling net. My desire sprang to life once again, and I tried to climb on top of him, but he was too fast for that. He slammed me on my back on the bed. I gasped and he kissed me far more forcefully than I had him.

This wasn’t the kiss of an inexperienced lover. This was a man kissing a woman as a way of claiming her once and for all as his. His lips pressed against mine forcefully, possessively, and so roughly that I knew I was going to feel it when I woke in the morning, and I liked that.

His teeth nipped at my lower lip, and I opened for him as he forced his tongue in between them. Our kiss exploded in a fiery dance of passion, capturing us both in a swirling tornado of need that kept us locked together as one.

I pushed up against the bed and he pushed me back down, covering me with his body, and effectively pinning me in place. The rigid length of his cock brushed against my hip bone, and I sucked in a nervous breath of anticipation.

Heat soared over my flesh, casting everything in a fiery passionate haze. I slid my hands over his shoulders. His gaze went unfocused for a second, almost like his mind had escaped him, and when he finally looked back at me, my blood ran cold. His expression had turned icy, and he was casting the same frigid glare at me that he’d had right before he’d taken off his belt.

I tried to hide the shiver that followed, but I could only do so much.

“I will not lie with you,” he rumbled. The finality in his tone was rigidly cold, and I wondered where the man that had just kissed me had gone.

His cock throbbed against me, his own body betraying his voice. My hips edged upwards, seeking out his hard length, and he growled, the sound like an angry wounded animal. There was no escape for me when he reached to the side and grabbed the belt once more.

My ass tensed. I wasn’t sure I could take any more of that, but then he grabbed my wrists and wound the belt around them. I didn’t fight, wanting to see what his intentions were. He lifted them over my head, and before I knew it, my hands were bound to the bedframe.

My chest rose and fell as he stared down at me. I expected him to lash out again, but he didn’t. Instead, he reached for me and tenderly traced the line of my jaw.

“But I will take care of your needs, Ella,” he said softly.

He backed away, situating himself between my thighs. Gently, he spread them wider and then leaned down to press his lips lightly against the hard peak of my hip bone. At once, I gasped at the fiery sensations that blossomed across my bare skin. All of them radiated straight down to my clit, making it pulse to life once again. I whimpered quietly.

I had never come more than once in my life. Sure, maybe two days in a row, but certainly not this close together.

I didn’t know whether I should be excited about this or if I should fear it.

He trailed more kisses down the line of my pelvis, edging closer and closer to the place where I craved him the most. Then he paused, and I looked down, seeing him staring right at the needy center in between my legs. My pussy clenched and I bit my lip, caught somewhere in the strange place where I both loved that he was looking and was ashamed about it at the exact same time. Those two feelings came together and resulted in an even more intense desire that I couldn’t even begin to ignore.

“You should know how very pretty this pussy is, Ella,” he murmured.

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