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“I can't be gentle with you tonight. I’m too desperate.” He said as he put his hands on my hips, and I could feel the tremble in them.
“Then don’t be. I won't break, Beau. Fuck me hard and fast so I know I’m alive.” I said and he snarled, then gripped my ass, lifting me to the bed.
“Turn around. I want to see that ass while I fuck you.” He said and I did, watching as he quickly fumbled with his belt and jeans.
He didn’t even bother to pull my underwear down, gripping the fabric and ripping it clean from my body.
“Bend over.” He said and I braced myself on the bed, his hands gripping my hips before he slammed into me without warning.
We both cried out as he buried his cock inside me, his fingers digging into my skin.
“Fuck you feel so fucking good.” He murmured before he began to move. He fucked like he kissed, with passion and a desperation that I’d never experienced.
“So fucking perfect.” He whispered before he slammed into me so hard, I slipped. He didn’t stop, my face pressed into the mattress as he pounded into me like he was trying to get inside me.
“This. Pussy. Is. Mine.” He said as he leaned over and gripped my hair, tugging me until my back was bowed.
The bite of pain on my scalp was there and gone before it blended into delicious pleasure. The sound that left my throat was inhuman as I lost myself to the sensation.
“Mine, Anya. You’re fucking mine. Say it.” He snapped.
“Oh fuck, I’m yours.” I gasped as I felt the orgasm build.
“Good girl.” He crooned before he gripped my hips with both hands and slammed into me, groaning as he came.
He leaned over me, kissing between my shoulder blades before he slowly pulled out of me. I felt his cum slide out along with his cock and his fingers traced long, slow lines up my thighs from the backs of my knees before he gathered the cum up and pushed it back into my pussy then pressed a kiss to me.
He pulled me up until I was standing, holding me around the waist with one hand and reaching around the front of me, cupping my pussy with the other.
“Everything I give you stays inside you. I want to know that a part of me is always with you, claiming you as mine.” He whispered in my ear before he kissed the top of my head.
“I’m going to get into this bed with you and I am going to hold you all night long so I can feel you breathing, so I know you are alive and, in my arms, and you aren’t going to complain once.” He pulled off his shirt, then hooked his fingers under the hem of my tank top and yanked it over my head.
I stood there naked and trembling with the aftershocks of my orgasm and I watched as he pulled the blankets back further, climbing into my bed naked.
“Get in, Anya. Don’t make me ask again.” He said as he looked at me with an intensity that had me shifting on my feet, not sure if I wanted to push him just to see what he would do.
“I will pick you up and tie you down to the bed if you don’t come willingly.” He snarled as if reading my mind.
I huffed out a breath and climbed in. He hummed his approval as he gathered me in his arms, tucking the blanket around us before he pulled me against his body.
When I felt his hard cock nudging my entrance I stiffened.
“I don’t think I can take another fuck like that,” I said and I could feel him smile against my neck.
“I have no intention of fucking you. But I am going to fall asleep with my cock inside you.” He murmured as he slowly pushed his cock into my pussy.
True to his word, he didn’t move, just held me closer. It was sexy as hell, and I wasn’t sure if my body got the message that this was sleep time and not fuck time until his lips brushed over my scar, and I went dead still.
“We are going to talk about this, Anya. Not now, but we will, and you are going to tell me the real reason why you ran from Hart Ranch.” He said softly before he sighed contently and drifted to sleep.
I on the other hand felt terrified at the idea of reliving those moments of my life and having to tell my story to the men who looked at me like I was something special.
Like I was worth saving.
Twenty
Wyatt
