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"I never wanted to keep a woman, Lucia, but I'm keeping you."
Typical arrogant man. He's not asking.
Why my inner sex kitten thrills at this, I can dissect later.
"You're going to come again," he tells me with confidence. "And you are going to soak my cock before I bathe your womb with my seed."
"You're so primitive."
"Is that a complaint?"
With my arms willingly planted above my head and my eyes voluntarily shut because that's what he wants?
"No."
"I didn't think so." He pulls back until only his head is still inside me.
I whimper at the sense of emptiness.
"Is this what you want?" He slams forward, filling me completely. "What you need?"
I can't answer because there's no air left in my lungs as he slams in and out of me with addictive force. My breasts shake and my hips jerk with every powerful thrust, each one taking me toward the precipice again.
"Please," I beg.
"What? What do you want?"
I'm so wet, that despite how tight I am around him, he slides in and out of me with ease. The sound of our intimate flesh smacking together, the squelch of my juices bathing us both is satisfying on a primal level.
"I need to see you," I gasp out. "Please."
"You can open your eyes when you come." He leans down, sliding his arms under me and gripping my shoulders to hold me in place as he rams into my body.
He surrounds me completely.
I didn't know sex could be like this. If I had, I would have been sure I would hate it. But I don't. I adore the feeling of being claimed so forcefully. I crave it.
Electric currents run along my pleasure pathways, coalescing in the center of me over and over until it explodes with sparks I can see behind my closed eyelids.
"Yes!" he shouts. "Oh, fuck. Milk my cock, take everything out of me."
Needing to see his pleasure, my eyes snap open and lock on his. Intense pleasure stares back at me and that look hits me deep in my core, lighting off another shower of sparks inside me.
His body stills, his arms locked around me like bands of steel, and he grows impossibly large inside me before a cascade of heat bathes my cervix.
If my ovaries weren't so temperamental, this would be the moment I got pregnant. The thought sends a powerful aftershock through me.
Atlas groans. "You squeeze me so tight,ílios mou. Even if I wanted to pull out of you, I don't think your pussy would let me."
"You know it's not exactly rational to want to get a woman you've known only a few days pregnant."
"The dark ember left of my soul knows yours."
Emotion threatens to overwhelm me. "Why only an ember?"
"It's a long story."
"And if you follow past patterns, you're not going anywhere anytime soon."
