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“I’m going to.” He grins and presses his finger inside me. “I’m going to have you pleading for it.”
War works his finger and the vibrator in sync with each other. Adding another finger, he stretches my rear making me gasp at the pleasure/pain combination. On the verge of an orgasm washing over me, War removes his fingers and replaces them with something else. Something cool to the touch and hard.
“I won’t be taking you right now, but I will, baby. Soon. I’ve gotta prepare that tight ass of yours for my cock so I don’t hurt you. I never wanna hurt you, Shy, baby.” The thickness in his voice draws me in more with the way he stares at me.
Sweet goddess of all creation.
War takes his time, proving he doesn’t want to hurt me by driving me crazy with need as he pushes the toy until it’s seated in my rear. “So fuckin’ sexy, baby. Seeing you like this . . . fuck.”
A second later, the toy starts inflating, getting bigger, stretching me.
“Enzo . . . oh . . . Enzo,” I pant, arching into him.
Leaning over me, he captures a nipple in his mouth.
Pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever known consumes me, and I’m more than ready to give in to his every demand. All he has to do is ask, and he shall receive. Time ceases to exist.
When the first orgasm sends me in flames, War removes the vibrator from my depths and thrusts his thick shaft in its place.
I scream his name, and he takes me, not slow like he’d been using the toy, but hard, fast, and without relenting his movements as he plows inside me. My first release turns into another, and on the third, I cry out as it shatters through me. War joins me, my name a growl from his lips. The contorted expression of pleasure on his face goes right through me, and I’m done for. I know without a doubt that I belong to one person, and that’s him. No one else.
I close my eyes, feeling the heaviness of exhaustion I didn’t know I felt take over. The last thing I hear before it fully takes me is War’s husky voice. “Love you, baby.”
* * *
I wake up to being lifted from the bed. “What . . .”
“Gotta get you cleaned up, baby,” War murmurs tenderly.
“But I . . .”
“No,” he interrupts me. “I gave you a bit, but I need to take care of you. Clean you up, then we’ll go for food before going back to your place.”
“Why do we never go to your place?” I grumble as he steps into the already heated shower.
“Cause my place isn’t you, baby,” he answers, sets me on my feet, and smiles, hands going to my hips. “Want you where you can be you.”
My heart lurches, and I blurt out. “I love you.”
War grins and pulls me flush against him. “Good.” That’s it. That’s all he says, but only because he lowers his head, claiming my mouth with his.
Some would think it’s too soon. But my grandma taught me one thing in life besides her knowledge of my spiritual beliefs, and that is the heart will always know the other half of your soul. It recognizes it, and when it does, game over. Doesn’t matter if you are with them for a day or years, it’ll know on sight what’s meant to be.
CHAPTERTEN
WAR
The ringing of my phone pulls me out of the depths of my sleep. Glancing down at Shyann, still fast asleep, her head resting on my chest, and her body curled into mine.
I reach out to the nightstand, pluck my phone up and lift it to see who the hell would be calling me this early in the morning. From the time showing on the screen above the name of the man I want to murder right now, I groan.
“This better be good,” I growl, answering the phone and putting it to my ear. Shyann and I only passed out a couple of hours ago. After our shower at the clubhouse, I brought her back to the house and ordered us food, only for us to spend the rest of the evening fucking her on every piece of furniture. My favorite has to be that damn ottoman thing she’s got in the middle of the living room. That and the overstuffed couch in her office.
Fuck, my dick gets hard just thinking about it. I didn’t take her ass like I wanted to at that time, but I will soon enough. I wanna make sure she’s primed and ready for me when I do finally take her ass.
“Yeah, it’s good, and you best have coffee for me when I get there,” Pirate snorts.
“What the fuck, brother?” There’s no way I’m getting up yet. “It’s barely six.”
