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“You can and you will,” he breathes into my ear, his muscular body pressed against my back. “I need your ass wrapped around my cock before I come,” he growls.

Tears prickle at my eyes because I’m sure I can’t take it. “No, I can’t—”

Before I can protest, he’s lubing up my ass with something, his cock still plowing in and out of my pussy hard and deep. “I own you, Bella, which means if I tell you I need your ass, you’ll take it.”

I whimper as the thought of taking him in my ass and being forced to orgasm again is overwhelming. Suddenly, he’s stretching my back passage with his fingers, pushing them in deep and making me so full as his cock still fills my pussy.

“Oh God,” I breathe.

“That’s right, worship your God, baby.” He slams his fingers in and out of my ass. “As I’m your God and always will be. Isn’t that right?”

I clamp my eyes shut, unable to even think past the tantalizing pleasure he’s forcing from me.

He spanks my ass when I don’t reply. “Answer me, Bella.”

“Yes,” I pant. “You are my God,” I breathe, hardly able to speak. “You are my everything.”

He growls then and pulls his cock from my soaking wet cunt, lining it up with my stretched asshole. “Always and fucking forever,” he says, before pushing into the tight channel.

“Oh fuck,” I cry, unable to believe how good he’s making me feel.

“That’s it,” he breathes, pushing in and out of me harder and faster. “I love watching that greedy ass swallow every fucking inch of me.” He spanks me then, making the pleasure heighten to new levels. “Your muscles are clenching round me, holding me tight like you never want me to fucking leave.”

“I never want you to leave,” I admit, arching my back and meeting his thrusts, his legs slap against mine with each powerful thrust, the sound of skin against skin echoing through the room as he becomes feral, taking what he wants like a wild animal.

“I could die happy with my cock in your ass, love.” I feel him swelling inside me, warning me that he’s getting close to exploding. His hands grip my hips even tighter now, like a vice as he slams into me over and over again until we’re both moaning each other’s names, my body shaking with pleasure.

“Isiah,” I gasp his name, trying to find the words. “I’m going to—”

He grabs the back of my neck and yanks me upright, his lips hot against my ear. “That’s right, love, come for me. I want to feel those muscles clamp down on my cock as they milk my balls. Your tight little ass is going to be so full of cum.”

His dirty talk makes the pleasure unbearable with his cock deep inside my ass, and I come apart, unable to hold on any longer.

“Isiah!” I scream his name as I feel his cock get impossibly hard.

He growls forcefully against my ear, pounding twice more before exploding inside me. His cock pulsing deep in my ass as he spills every drop of cum. He keeps rocking back and forth for a long time after we’ve both climaxed, making sure every drop is spilled within me.

“Goddamn, Bella,” he gasps, his voice so deep and raspy. “You’re the most amazing woman on this fucking planet.” He finally pulls his semi-hard cock from my abused ass and spins me around, kissing my lips passionately. “I’ll never tire of being inside you.” He pauses a moment, his lips brushing against mine. “Making love to you,” he breathes quietly.

My eyes prickle with tears as the way I feel about this man is so utterly confusing and yet nothing has ever felt so right before, either.

I kiss him back then, letting my tongue dance leisurely around his mouth before breaking away and pulling his forehead against my own. “I love you so fucking much, Isiah,” I say.

His body tenses against mine as I know he doesn’t believe he deserves love, but he replies without hesitation. “I love you too damn much, Bella, and I don’t fucking deserve you.”

I know that he’s got some progress to make, but he deserves as much happiness and love as anyone else. And I intend to make him see that, as we have all the time in the world.

47

ISIAH

Bella clings to me as if I’m a crutch as we stand outside of the country club, and I don’t understand it.

Why does she believe I’m her knight in shining armor after all the shit I put her through?

Cathal and his men are finishing the preparations to torch the place, ensuring the bodies are all in believable places and that any gun casings are cleaned up.

“Are you sure about this?” she asks, her lip wobbling slightly.

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