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My hands brace on his chest and I slowly lift, then push back down. Again. And again.
“You’re mine,” he breathes. His hands move from my breasts to touch my whole body, from the curves of my sides to my spread thighs wrapped around his hips. “No one else’s.”
My bottom lip trembles. I think I understand what he means. “But I?—”
Demyen firmly grasps my lower back and pulls me down hard onto him. It’s so sudden, and I feel so fuckingfull, that I can’t help but gasp and let out a grunt of pleasure and surprise.
“Mine.”
I writhe, impaled on him. “Uh-huh” is all I’m able to get out as I start to grind right there.
“Say it. Say it, baby.”
“Yours,” I gasp out.
Because I am. I so, so fucking am… even when I don’t feel like I deserve him.
Demyen captures my wrist and pulls my hand to his face, then kisses my palm. It’s so loving, so intimate, so out of place while I’m busy rocking and grinding and fucking myself on his huge cock.
His eyes never leave mine. He kisses my palm again. Then he lets me cup his face as I pick up the pace, my breath catching in my lungs when I feel him rub against the best spots inside me.
I love him.
I love him so much.
“That’s it, baby,” he breathes. He rubs my hips and strokes my thighs, but otherwise doesn’t move to thrust inside me. “Give me all you want. Take what you need. I’m right here.”
“I need…” My brow furrows. I don’t know what I need. He feels so good, rubbing all the right places inside me and stretching me and filling me and holding me…
Why does it feel like there could be more?
“I need you.”
Demyen doesn’t hesitate or ask for clarification. In one swift, smooth move, he braces his arms around my back and sits up, holding me onto him as he does. His mouth covers mine and I feel only the slightest shifts between us but then I’m on his lap again. Still grinding. Still pulsing.
“I’m here,” he breathes. “I’m right here, baby. I’ve got you.”
I nod. It’s harder to fully slide up and down at this angle so I just grind and writhe andohmygawddoes that make my toes curl.
“You’re not his sex slave.”
I freeze.
But Demyen holds me to him, kissing my neck and sucking on my earlobe as he continues to whisper things I need to hear right when I literally cannot run away from him.
“You’re not his sex slave. You are not anyone’s slave. You are strong, you are beautiful, you are so fucking smart… and you are mine.”
I kiss him again. I need to taste the lips that form such sweet words.
When we come together, it’s not intense or earth-shattering.
But it might just be the best one yet.
We bathe each other in the glistening aftershocks, kissing and caressing each other long after he spills the last of himself into me. Deep down, I think we both needed this. Together.
“I’m going to spend the rest of forever making it up to you,” he whispers after a while.
I grin and kiss his bottom lip. “Be careful what you wish for. ‘Forever’ means you’re mine for just as long.”
