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She’s too much for me. Too powerful in the way she’s got me all tangled up in knots.
I can’t get free.
I don’t want to get free.
All I want is her. She’s the only thing that matters.
“Harder or softer, baby?” I growl, ready to give her everything she needs. “And don’t be coy with me.”
“S...softer,” she stutters and I slow down the pace, “I mean h...harder...”
Following her request, I don’t hold back and I rage with lust when she silently takes it but her body screams. Her hair’s whipping against her back and her skin’s glowing from her sweet sweat and I groan.
“Giving up yet, little wallflower?” I grunt when she starts panting, her hands clutching tuffs of grass and she’s arching so hard she’s in a downward position. “Tell me how bad you want this.”
“B...bad...,” she stutters, “wear me out, Iversen. Wear me out all you want.” She pants when I take her word for it and she starts whimpering in protest.
“Ah-ah, no backtracking, baby,” I groan. “You said you’ll let me fuck you however I want.” I pound into her like a man, mobster and lover all at once and she goes wild, trying to meet each thrust, her body begging for more until she begins to whimper again. “Can’t stop,” I grate between my teeth. I fist her hair to hold her in place, crushing inside of her sweetness until she spasms around me.
Throwing her on her back again, I teach her how to take everything I give her. Her eyes flutter and she’s gone quiet, her body, and mind raw and she leans her head to the side, wanting my kiss on her neck and I give it to her, sucking on her skin and she cries out from pleasure, coming forcefully. Her delicate curves shudder, the slick sounds of our bodies hitting pounds in my ears but I grit my teeth.
This isn’t enough. I need more.
I need her conquered. Need her not to know where I end and she begins.
The lust makes me rage and I grab a fistful of her silky tresses, pulling her face up to mine and kill any doubts she might have had in the past about me and she whimpers in confusion and shock. The heat’s taking a toll on her but I’m too worked up to be gentle and I fuck her like I want to break her down, my hips piston inside of her uncontrollably, causing her teeth to clap and she has problems moaning my name.
“Iversen,” she yaps between chattering teeth, “You b...break me...”
A better male would have switched to tender lovemaking but I’m not a good man and I suddenly feel too big for my body, my cock swelling even more inside of her until she sobs uncontrollably, her sheath almost unable to take the overwhelming fullness and I grow rabid.
She’s mine!
I fuck her tightness, then slide in and out of her mouth before finding my way back to her pussy again, bellowing her name as I finish inside of her until she’s saturated with me. She fidgets, gasps, wails and screams as her insides tighten, coming again and again all over my engorged shaft. Her eyes roll back in her head and then she lets me hold her.
I’m spent, collapsing on top of her and draw her close, cherishing her, adoring her. Loving her.
She’s dazed, her eyes shocked while she hums to herself and her arms and legs are splayed. I smell her hair, relishing in her and growing so obsessed with her body that I don’t know how I ever stayed away from her. How the hell did I manage not to pounce on her the moment we were in the shed? Fuck, that was a miracle and I hide a dark chuckle behind my hand. Valkyrie stirs, stroking my chest and I grit my teeth.
The girl makes breathing a struggle, she makes things hard and easy. It’s easy to protect her and hard to accept that my ability to protect her is a liability. I’ll kill anyone looking at her wrong, talking to her for too long, anyone who makes her sad and anyone who makes her too happy-
She belongs to me.
And I’m very fucking stingy with her.
“What happened, Iversen?” she whispers, turning to face me. “What were you doing underground?”
I tell her the story. After I had talked to her father, I left the compound and on my way home I was ambushed by three soldiers. They wanted to punish me for murdering their buddy in cold blood. They thought they’d killed me and buried me thinking I was dead.
They were wrong.
And now I’m coming for their heads.
But first I need to claim Valkyrie once more and she whimpers when I spread her soft thighs. Her hair is in a mess and she has little pink marks all over her skin that my furious kissing left behind. “Let me feel you again, baby,” I rasp and she nods, her little body heating up when her temperature rises and she wraps herself around me. We’re perfect and she’s no longer a wallflower. She’s ivy and I’m the fucking pillar she’ll be clinging to for the rest of her life.
“I love you,” I whisper, nuzzling her and I mean those words with a zealousness I’ve never had before. Looking at me through her black lashes, she whispers,
“I love you too. You make me proud to be yours.”
