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I shake my head and let out a victory cheer when I finally undo the metal. The prong slides out of the notch on his belt, and I yank it free. I tug it the rest of the way until it’s off the loops. “I don’t want you to take your time, Declan. That’s not what I need right now.”
He props himself up on one of his elbows. “What do you need?”
My hand sinks beneath his boxers and I grip his hard length. The metal balls of his piercing dig into my palm and I lick my lips in anticipation of how good his ribbed cock feels inside of me.
I pump him and squeeze with a firm grip.
“Need you inside me.”
Declan lets out a deep groan, and I continue to pump him. “Fuck,” he bites out.
I plant my heels into the mattress and lift my ass into the air. “Off.”
“God damn. Just be patient.”
I shake my head and release him so I can take the shorts off myself since he’s not. Slow and intimate isn’t what I want. I never have, and he knows that. Fast, rough, debilitating is what I need. I don’t want to walk after this. I love it when Declan is commanding, and right now he’s not. It’s almost like—
“Fuck, I’ve missed you, baby,” he says, pumping his cock over me.
My heart clenches. Yup, there it is. I suck in a breath of air. “Don’t fucking say that,” I snap.
“Say what?” he asks, his voice dripping with threat. “How your fucking body was made for me? How I’ve missed watching the blush creep to your cheeks when you clamp around my cock as you're about to come? You don’t want me to say how much my cock aches to fill you up?”
I glide a hand down my stomach, lower, lower until I reach the apex of my thighs. “Oh, goddamn. More.” I slide a digit between the arousal that’s practically dripping from me.
“Spread,” he demands in the cruel tone he uses right before he’s about to unleash on me.
I obey. Declan slides off the bed, and I furrow a brow. “Where are you going?” I ask.
He rounds the bed, reaches the nightstand, and pulls out the familiar foiled packet along with a purple toy, a bottle of lube, and leather cuffs. “Will you play with me, doll?”
God, his voice is like velvet stroking my skin. It sets my insides on fire.
“Yes,” I say, breathlessly.
“I want your tears,” he says. His knee presses against the mattress, and my body falls toward the center with his weight. “I want your pleasure screams. I want you to have to beg me to stop.”
My tongue darts out, wetting my dry lips, and I swallow, my throat suddenly feels so thick. The anticipation is killing me, and he hasn’t even touched me yet.
“Remember before? When I said I would stop if you told me to?”
I nod, reaching for him, hating how far away he is.
“I won’t this time. So, tell me now.”
I shake my head. I want this too. We both want it. Declan exhales, and his shoulders loosen. He was worried I’d tell him no.
“Tell me, Sammy.”
My head shakes again. “No. I want this. I want you.”
“Then you need to come up with a word, doll. Something that will tell me you’ve hit your limits.”
“Okay,” I rasp, my head nodding. I flutter through the possibilities. What’s something that will come easily? Then I crack a smile when it comes to me. “Batman.” Bruce the dog protects me, he gives me peace of mind. If it weren’t for him, I’d probably never get any sleep. I’d be too worried about someone hurting my family while I sleep.
“Fine. Batman.” He grips my feet and brings it to his mouth. Warm, wet lips press against the inside of my ankle. “But no superhero can save you from me, baby.”
“I don’t want to be saved,” I rasp.I can save myself.
