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“I can do what I fucking want.” He sounds savage, untamed, and wild. Enunciating each word with a thrust of his cock, my needy pussy clenching around him, which only adds fuel to his argument. “If I wanted, I could turn my dick to stone and let you feel methathard for you. What do you say to that?”

My eyes slam shut, the vision flickering across the back of my eyelids before transforming into an array of fireworks as I come apart at the seams. I can’t even scream with ecstasy, it’s so intense as my body shakes with the sudden onslaught of my orgasm.

All too quickly, his hand is gone from my hair, his cock from my pussy, and his bruising hold from my waist. His grip is at my chin, twisting my face to him before I can open my eyes.

Brown and green. Green and brown. Both swirling with ferocity and surprise.

“You want to take me like that?” They’re the calmest words he’s ever spoken, like he’s never considered actually saying them out loud.

I sink my teeth into my bottom lip. I can’t deny it. The way I just came all over him from the thought alone is answer enough and he knows it.

“Say it, Raven.” The use of my real name shows how serious he’s taking this, and I nod.

“Yes.” It’s more of a croak than a word, my body trembling with need like I didn't just climax.

I’m sure anyone else would call me insane, but I don’t care. If I can call him a savage, untamed, and wild, then I want to be painted with the same brush.

He rubs his thumb against his fingertips and a moment later the protection I was calling for earlier appears in his hand. I’m locked in position, in complete awe as his straining cock turns to stone. Somehow it’s thicker, longer. Two things I’m sure couldn’t have been possible.

His dick is sheathed in protection quickly and his gaze finds mine once more, silently asking for confirmation. I tip my hips up, showing him exactly where I want and need him.

He’s back at my entrance in seconds, but more cautiously this time. Getting a better grip on the back of the sofa, I push back on him, hopeless for more, and he grunts, holding still inside of me as I adjust to the new sensation.

I don’t know what I expected, but I can still feel his heat, even through the layer of protection between us.

“Are you okay?” Brax rasps, his restraint clear as he flexes his hands at my waist. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I nod.

“Fuck me,Hunter,” I plead, rolling my core around his length.

The curse that falls from his lips is like music to my ears as he pulls out and slams deep inside me. It’s too much and not enough all at once, but his pace increases. The precise and determined thrusts from earlier are gone though. In their place are jagged, consuming lunges that have me screaming at the top of my lungs.

His groans echo in my ears, sending me higher and higher until I succumb to the tingles zapping through my body.

My climax claims me, slowly at first this time, wrecking every inch of me as I explode. My arms give out and my chest hits the sofa. That doesn’t stop Brax though as he crawls onto the sofa with me, thrusting into my core in short, sharp bursts until I feel his cock pulse inside of me, even with the protection between us.

He doesn’t stop until he’s wrung every drop of euphoria from each of us. Only then do we completely collapse into a heap.

Perspiration clings between us, our breaths mingling as he stays plastered to my back. I’m going to be riding this high for days, my thighs already feeling the delicious ache.

“Is someone going to explain the broken glass?”

I startle at the sound, but it takes me a second to glance at the source of the voice through my sex-induced haze as Brax lazily lifts off me just enough for me to see.

It’s not just someonethough, it’s three of them.

Eldon, Zane, and Creed stand in the garden in their uniforms assessing the shattered glass. And us.

“What are you doing here?” Brax asks, making no effort to move. The sofa is shielding us but it’s still very clear what’s happened here. The pleased look on Eldon’s face tells me they’re not mad.

“When you didn’t show at the end of the class we panicked, even considered whether you could have been killing each other. Seems it was quite the opposite,” Zane states with a smirk.

“Well, you can see we’re good,” Brax grunts, finally lifting up off me. His softening cock slips from my core and I startle at the loss.

“We can see that,” Creed adds, winking at me, and I blush. “Are you going to be joining us for classes again or—”

“Nope. I’m not done with her yet.”

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