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I get rid of my shoes, jeans, and boxer briefs, pulling the back collar of my white T-shirt and whipping it off my body.

“Remember how I said I’m going to claim each and every one of your holes?” I lean on top of her.

My legs are between hers, my chest almost touching hers as I balance on one forearm and my mouth moves in a hot, wet trail across her neck.

“Yes.” Shivers rake across her body, her back arching, her hard nipples grazing my chest. “But I…”

“Quiet.” My teeth clamp on the juncture between her shoulder and neck. “This wasn’t me asking for approval. It was a reminder of what you agreed to, a warning of what I’m about to do to you.”

I pinch her clit and twist it, my fingers deliverers of pain. She screams, and I swallow the satisfying sound in my mouth, slanting my lips to absorb every bit of it.

“Unless you tell me to stop, Three, your body is mine.” My smirk when I lift from her is venomous.

The gasping, glossy-eyed woman beneath me is obsessed with my brand of toxic.

“I won’t tear into your ass today.” I run my knuckles along the side of her face. “I will, however, prep it for my cock. Soon enough, your asshole, like the rest of you, will be mine. When I deem you ready, I’m taking it.”

“It’s yours.” She has no idea how it’ll feel. It unnerves her, I hear it in her voice. Regardless of how she’s feeling, she trusts me. Giving into me with more words. “I’m yours, Theo. You terrify me, and turn me on, and…please don’t stop.”

The pressure in my groin maddens me. The need to be inside Prue borderline blinds me.

To make it hard, painful. Satisfying for her. I lift, reach for my discarded jeans, and slide my belt out of the loops.

Her gaze lowers to the belt I left on the floor. Then to my cock, soaked in her spit, ready to come in her again.

“I’m using it to bind you,” I address her unspoken question, picking it up. “Your ankles today. So you’ll feel every inch of me when I shove myself inside your dripping cunt.”

“Yes.” Prue looks absolutely feral. Wild. Her pussy clenches and unclenches, her eyes begging louder than her voice, her fingers digging into my floor. “Please.”

“So I can hike your ass up when I fuck you hard.” The tension and intensity in the room reach new peaks the more I detail how I’m going to own her body. “Have it close to me so I can finger-fuck your asshole.”

She gapes at me, pressing her hips up in a silent plea.

I love watching her beg for me in her sleep.

I love driving her mad in her waking hours, too. Same, if not more.

“Stretch your back hole.” With a firm hand that I flatten on her stomach, I push her back to the floor. “Make it nice and ready to take my dick in a few days.”

The scent of Prue’s cunt brings me back to the nights I spent eating her out while she was unconscious, calling to me. Everything connects immaculately as I look at her.

We’re connected.

“Before that, though.” I bring my face to her pussy, breathing her in. “Going to lick and suck this clit. Have my tongue inside you.”

My eyes find hers. I push her swollen, glistening lips open, keeping my gaze on Prue and raise an eyebrow.

“Just a little.”

I grab her thighs, keeping them open.

“Just enough. I’m so fucking hungry for you, Prue.”

I dip my tongue out, flicking it on the fluttering mound.

“Starved.”

Prue’s gasp sounds like a scream. My name on her lips is whispered in half-agony, half-delirium. When I lave my tongue from her asshole to her clit, her long cry of pleasure beats against the walls, thundering through my body.

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