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He grunted. His breath was coming in ragged pants now.
"Princess," he breathed. "Kennedy."
It was the first time I remember him saying my name. I liked the way it sounded on his lips. I liked it almost as much as his nickname for me. I wondered what Ares' nickname for me would be. Probably something along the lines of 'spoiled brat.' Or just brat for short. As if he could talk. He was more spoiled than I would ever be.
Still, thinking of him made me wonder how it would feel to have him in my mouth and Mannix in my pussy. And Ice… He could be wherever he wanted to be. I had a feeling he had some creative ideas I'd discover at some point. Hopefully at some point soon.
Mannix pulled one of my legs over his head and faced me while he went on thrusting.
"You have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?" he asked. "Inside and out. Beautiful, and you belong to me. All mine."
I watched his face in fascination while he fucked me. Every expression of concentration and pleasure. He was so gorgeous, this moment couldn't possibly be real. At any moment now, I'd wake up and find myself fucking my vibrator, lost in my own fantasy.
I hoped thatwouldn'thappen soon. This fantasy was incredible. If anyone was around, I hoped they didn't pinch me. I never wanted to come out of this.
"I belong to you," I whispered.
"You definitely do. I'm going to come inside your gorgeous body. I'm going to fill you up with my cum, so full. So fucking full. And you're going to take every single drop. That's what you were made for. You were made for me to fill you up with my cock and cum. You were born for this moment. You and your tight, wet pussy."
Between his words and his thrusts, I came again, breaking apart into a million pieces, each a drop of throbbing, lava hot blood. I threw back my head and cried out his name, even though I could barely remember my own.
"Good girl, Princess."
He rammed into me harder than ever, faster and faster until he finally stilled and groaned.
"Yes, yes, yes. Princess." He grunted. "Fuck, yes. Ahhh. Fuuuuck." He sagged, panting, his fingers digging into my hip. "You were everything I imagined and more. So much more." He nuzzled his face into my wet hair and sighed near my ear.
"So perfect."
I didn't know about that, but I didn't try to correct him. There was no point, he'd only insist he was right.
"Let's go inside and have a shower," he said after a few minutes of lying there on the tiles. "I'm going to see how many times I can make you come before you beg me to let you sleep. Just so you know, I'm going to make you come one more time after that."
"Don't threaten me with a good time." I searched around and picked up my clothes off the pool deck.
He chuckled. "Princess, you haven't even started to see a good time yet. You can still walk, can't you? When I'm done with you, you won't be able to. And that's not a threat, it's a promise."
Chapter Twenty-One
Kennedy
I hung on to the silk with my thighs and one hand. Slowly, the fabric started to unwind. Faster and faster until the gym became a blur. I tipped my head back and laughed. The sensation of spinning out of control was heady, addictive. Like my whole life since I moved to Dusk Bay.
Unlike my life, I was in complete control here. To anyone watching, it looked like a wild ride, but with a snap of my wrists, a slide down the silk, I could stop it.
I didn't want to. I wanted to spin and spin forever. To fly in a blur of motion until I was too dizzy to hold on anymore. Even then, I'd cling and wish to go faster and faster.
Like always, the spinning slowed and everything came back into sharp focus. The well used gym; boxes still scattered from the afternoon's classes; Charlie replenishing the chalk tub. Nicola was in the office for most of the day, doing admin, but she left an hour or so ago.
Reluctantly, I slipped down to the mat.
"Isn't that dangerous?"
I hadn't seen Mannix and Ice enter the gym, but they now stood near the door, arms crossed over their chests.
It was Ice who spoke, but he didn't look concerned. Unlike Mannix, who looked ready to get a ladder, climb it and snip the silks off at the ceiling.
"It's only dangerous if you don't know what you're doing," I said. "I've been doing this for a long time, and I'm careful."
