Page 37 of Praise & Paperbacks


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Mira slumped forward, chest heaving, her face buried in the mattress as she breathed my name like a prayer. I gentled my grip but didn't release her, keeping her trapped. She didn't fight it, had given herself over completely.

The same way I'd given my heart to her. "I love you, pet," I whispered.

I rose over her, shoving her onto her back and nudging her legs open. My cock slid home in one hard thrust, until my hips were firm against hers, my cock buried deep.

Mira cried out, "Gunnar!"

"I'm here," I rasped, seating myself to the hilt. I blanketed her body with mine, our hearts pounding as one as I bit her neck, sinking my teeth in enough to leave a mark. "I love you."

She met my eyes, cupping my jaw in her small hand. "I love you too. My master."

I moved slow and deep, savoring each slip and drag inside her silken heat. Our gazes remained locked, and when her pussy clenched around me, I held on, not ready for it to be over yet.

I nipped her earlobe. "What if an officer walks in right now? What will he see? My little pet, my slut, begging to be fucked.

Her inner muscles squeezed me. "I need to come, Gunnar."

"My poor baby. Struggling with her patience."

She swatted my chest. "Please. I can't handle it."

"You'll handle whatever I decide to give you." I caught her chin, forcing her to meet my gaze. "You belong to me, Mira, and I'll do as I please with what's mine." Shifting back, I pulled out of her, ignoring her dismayed whine.

Her eyes darkened, arousal flickering to life once more. "Yes, Sir."

"So wet for me," I purred, sliding two fingers deep. Mira cried out, inner walls clamping down. "You just can't get enough, can you?"

"Please…" She rocked back onto my hand, fucking herself on my fingers.

"You'll take what I give you and be grateful for it." I rubbed my aching cock against her, circling her clit until she shuddered. "Beg."

"Please, Sir!" Mira sobbed, writhing under me. "Please, I need your cock!"

"Good girl." I slammed home in one brutal thrust, snarling at the feel of her tight heat. She screamed, coming apart around me, and I rode her through it, her fluttering pussy driving me closer and closer to the edge.

I lost myself in the slap of flesh and Mira's broken cries, chasing my own release. Her nails raked down my back, spurring me on.

"Come for me again," I growled, angling to hit that sweet spot deep inside. Mira shrieked, inner walls pulsing around me. "That's it."

I gripped her hips hard enough to leave more marks and slammed her in short, sharp strokes. Mira sobbed in ecstasy, writhing beneath me as I pushed her higher still. My own climax built at the base of my spine, molten heat ready to spill. I rutted against her like an animal, vision going white—

Pleasure exploded behind my eyes, cock pulsing as I filled her. Mira keened, nails biting into my skin, coming with me. For long moments we lay there panting, still joined. I nuzzled into the curve of Mira's neck, pressing soft kisses to her skin.

"I love you," I whispered, holding her close.

Mira curled into me with a contented sigh. "I love you too."

The words seeped into my bones, chasing away the last shadows of doubt. Mira was mine, now and always—and I was forever hers.

"Please don't tell him this, but I'm glad Jay came up with the scheme with the dating show."

Mira went up on her elbows, staring down at me. "Me too. And maybe you should tell him. The publicity helped the shop. You have three new custom orders, right?"

"Yeah," I said with a sigh. "And a shit-ton of social media followers. The shop is doing better than ever."

"Tell him he did well. He needs to hear it, and you being stingy with praise doesn't help anyone," Mira said. "You're not stingy with praise for me."

"Because it's fucking hot with you. Jay gloats."

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