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“Taking it like a good slut, aren’t you?” I return to dragging my cock in and out of her, faster, harder, timing it with the pace my fingers fuck her ass.

Dominating her.

Prue’s eyes narrow, a hurt expression flashing across her features.

“Wipe that look off your face.” I don’t hold back while I talk. While sweat gathers on my forehead, dripping down my temples the harder I pound into her. “You’re the only woman I call that. And I’m the only man who’ll call you that. Because you’ll be dirty and debauched for me and no one else. You’re my filthy slut just as you’re my treasured princess. Got it?”

I feel her walls closing in on me before her expression morphs into that of elation.

“Yes. Theo, I—I’m going to…”

She moans, the sound vibrating in my chest, singeing my groin.

“Do it.” I drive into her, bottoming out every time. “Look at me while you milk my cock with your orgasm. Make me come, little one.”

My command tips Prue over the edge. Screams of agony and pleasure leave her mouth, her climax undulates through her in waves and waves.

Her cunt and ass squeeze me, pulsing, triggering my own orgasm.

I growl her name, yelling it. My final strokes lack finesse, stabbing at her, driving into both of her holes as deep as I can.

They’re everything I want to give her. All of me.

Both our hearts slow by the time I extract myself from her enveloping warmth.

“My beautiful girl.” I release her ankles, discarding the belt.

I kiss her toes, sucking one into my mouth, then trail my lips across the rest of her. Ankles, calves, thighs. I move up her body, flipping her to the side as I stretch myself alongside her. Fitting her back into my chest, her body into the cocoon I’ll always be for her.

“You followed me,” she whispers, the realization dawning on her again. The words are soft-spoken, but her concern is ever-present. “You really stalked me…”

A barrel of questions wait to burst out of her. I’m not sure she knows which one to utter first. Not only about my stalking her.

So I offer her the best reply I have for now.

“Yes, I have.” I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, exposing her flushed, sweaty cheek. My lips brush across her salty skin. “I’ll do that and so much more to protect you. I’ll look after you. You’re safe with me.”

“Theo, I—“

“I’ll also answer each and every one of your questions.” Ignoring my exhaustion, I rise to my feet, slinking an arm beneath her. She deserves to be loved up in a soft bed.

“Under the covers.” I level her with a stern gaze. “You’re my slut when I’m balls deep inside you. When I’m out of my mind in-lust with you. Any other time, you’re my tender, treasured queen.”

Her searching fingers trace a path up my chest, lacing around my neck. Her small smile reflects her agreement.

I take it as a yes. Then I take her to my bedroom.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Prue

“I’msorryaboutthelast couple of days.” Theo’s quiet, sincere apology rings in the room as though he shouted it.

The man I’ve come to know over the last week is many things.

He’s self-assured. His steps are calculated.

And there’s not an ounce of him, not any I’ve witnessed, that bleeds a trickle of remorse.

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