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He growls my name this time, his hands tightening on me as he draws me closer. My shirt slides up my body, dragged higher as his composure slips. I feel his palm against my bare skin and marvel in his warmth, in his touch. In how he can be so discomposed and so controlled at the same time.
"I love–"
He cuts me off with his mouth on mine, stealing my confession. He kisses it from my lips, and then kisses the breath from my lungs. He doesn't let up until dots swim in my field of vision and I'm swaying in his arms, caught between the desperate need to kiss him forever and the burning need to breathe.
"It's my turn now, little girl," he says, peeling my shirt off my body as he rises to his feet. He flings it to the floor, tumbling me backwards onto the bed. His hard body covers mine, pinning me beneath him.
I wrap myself around him, sighing his name in bliss.
"You're my soul," he growls, kissing all over my neck. "I know love because of you. I feel joy because you're mine. Every damn beat of my heart is for you, Bella."
"Cormac," I breathe, dragging his shirt up his body. He pulls away long enough to rip it off over his head and then he's back, his bare skin against mine.
We work together, our hands sliding against one another's as we attack his pants, trying to get them undone. As soon as he frees his cock, it's in my hands.
"Fuck," he groans, his head kicked back. Hot possession pours like water from his gunmetal gray eyes, drenching me.
"I need you."
"You have me. You have every piece of me, baby." He tips his head forward, his expression so damn serious. "You'll always have every piece of me."
"I need you in me," I clarify.
"Have I had my snack yet, Mischief? No. So settle your little ass down and stop rushing me," he growls, prowling down my body.
I don't bother telling him not to rip my leggings. He's just going to do it anyway.
Right on cue, he tears the crotch out of them.
"What the fuck?" His head snaps up, his eyes meeting mine. "Where are your panties?"
"Don't have them. Don't miss them. Would skip them again," I say, smiling sweetly.
His scowl is black enough to frighten the devil. Luckily, I don't scare easily.
"Oh, Mischief," he growls, that pirate smile overtaking his face. "I'm going to have fun with you."
"Get on with it then."
The next thing I know, I'm face down on the bed with his hand on my ass. I yelp and then moan as the sting bleeds to pleasure.
He hauls me right back up, flipping us so he's on his back beneath me, and I'm straddling his face.
"Take a seat," he growls.
Oh, my.
I gently lower myself down, but he's not having any of that.
"I said sit your little ass down, baby. Now, grab a pillow and cover that sassy mouth."
"What? Why…?"
He smacks my ass again and yanks me down onto his mouth.
I grab a pillow, shoving my face into it just in time to muffle my shout. He doesn't eat me. He freaking sends me catapulting through the sky like a meteor.
I sob into the pillow, rocking my hips against his face as he eats me alive, drowning me in bliss. I come within seconds, but he doesn't stop. He just grabs me around the waist and keeps going.
