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“Don’t say that.” If he meant it, he’d let her go. He’d change the contract without conditions.
“I mean it, Alison. I’ll do anything you want, except let you leave me.”
“Then it’s not whatever I want because that’s all I want.” She reached between them and grabbed his dick.
“Doesn’t seem to be the only thing you want.” His eyes were dark with desire, but pain and anger lurked in their depths.
“Are you complaining already?” She rubbed her clit against his hardness, her eyes half-closing as pleasure shot through her body.
“Nope. Just stating a fact.” He grabbed her waist. “If you want my dick, take it.”
“I will.” She shifted his cock to her opening, and he pulled her toward him. His dick, long and hard, slid into her, stretching her, filling her. Her gasp turned into a sigh. This was what she’d needed—him inside her. She kissed his neck, inhaling his scent and her body tightened around his cock.
“Do that again.” His eyes sharpened and his face grew hard with desire.
“Walk to the bedroom and I will.” This time around, she was in charge, not him.
“As you wish.” He strode toward the bedroom, his cock shifting inside her with each step.
She rocked her hips, riding him as she kissed his neck, surrounding her senses with his scent. She tightened her inner muscles, rhythmically squeezing him over and over.
“Fuck, that feels fantastic.” His heart beat fast and strong against her breast as he stopped at the bed. He lowered her onto the mattress, his large body following hers and making his cock push against her G-spot.
“Oh…” she moaned. “Right there. Please.”
He stilled, unhooking her legs from his waist and putting them on his shoulders. “How’s this?” He thrust into her in a long, slow stroke.
“Oh…oh…” It was better than wonderful. Pleasure surged through her body, heating it and making it soften even more for him.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” He smirked and began to thrust into her over and over, his dick bumping that little bundle of nerves that set her body on fire.
She was nothing but sensation as he filled her, his hard cock sliding into her over and over, pushing against her G-spot. She clutched at his arms, her pussy tightening around his dick, trying to keep him inside her.
“Look at me.” His pace quickened, his breath coming in pants as his strokes became harder and faster.
She moaned, ignoring him. She tried to meet him thrust for thrust but in this position, she was at his mercy.
“Look at me or I’ll stop,” he growled.
Her eyes fluttered open. He stared at her, his gaze filled with desire and pain and something else that she didn’t want to see. She turned her face, but he grabbed her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes.
“You’re mine.” He fucked her faster, his brown eyes boring into hers as if he could claim her soul.
“No,” she whispered but he was right. She was his…for the moment, but it was only temporary, only for sex.
“Yes.” He grabbed her ass, lifting her as he shoved into her harder and deeper than before.
She gasped as pain morphed into pleasure and her body tightened, waiting for him to do it again. He did, again and again, each thrust filling her and making her body shake. She was close. She clung to him, needing his hardness, his motion. He reached between them, pressing down on her clit and she shattered, her body clenching around his. He groaned, his back arching as he slammed into her and stilled. His dick seemed to grow and then he came, his hot jets of sperm shooting inside her and making her tremble because it all felt so right—so natural. Like he was her mate, her one and only partner.
He dropped on top of her and rolled to his back, draping her body over his. She closed her eyes, listening to his heartbeat as his hands skimmed up and down her back. She could stay here forever, in his arms with his delicious scent surrounding her. Her eyes popped open. No, she couldn’t. This was just sex. That’s all. She’d had an itch and he’d scratched it. She lifted off him, gasping slightly as his cock slid from her body.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” His arms tightened around her.
“Nothing.” She pushed away from him, and he let his hands fall to his sides.
“You hungry?” He sat up. “I’ll go get you something to eat.” He got out of bed. “Actually, I’ll get us both some homemade bread and soup. I’m starving. We can eat in here.” He glanced at her, a spark of fire heating his dark gaze. “Like we did at the Club on our honeymoon.”
“I’m not hungry.” She stood.
