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"So? Let him gloat. He deserves the win. Your brother is a sweetheart."
I smiled, pulling her tight against me, and admitted, very quietly, that she might be right. Why was I so hard on my brother? He and Wanda were my family, and maybe sometimes I could be a bit nicer to him.
"Why do you have to be so annoyingly right all the time?" I asked.
"I'm smart like that. And you've become that for me, my conscience, my sense of reason when the world is spiraling. Let me do the same for you."
I smiled, liking that thought a lot. "I'll try. Be patient with me, though, I'm old and set in my ways."
She laughed. "Will do. We have time to explore this, to find out how we work. To fall deeper in love."
"Fuck, is that even possible?" I whispered."Plus, someone here keeps going on about a BDSM contract and rules and regulations," she said. I groaned. "I definitely did not say regulations, but if you want to work on our contract, I'm all in."
Mira
One Year Later…
I woke to Gunnar's eyes burning into mine, heat and desire swirling in those icy blues. We'd had a rough public play session the night before, and it almost felt like I was still in subspace, still foggy and needy. Or maybe I'd always feel this way with him — my boyfriend's gaze alone made my body ache with need.
"Good morning," I said as I slid my hand down his hard chest, fingers tracing the lines of his tattoos. His cock jutted into myhip, already hard and leaking. I curled my fingers around his girth, stroking up and down his velvet steel length.
"Such a good little pet," Gunnar rasped, his voice rough with sleep and lust. He gripped my chin, tilting my head up, and kissed me roughly. Even after a year with him, the passion was still as intense as it had been that first time in his garage. "I love you."
He slipped his hand between my legs, careful in case I was tender from the previous night's activities. He found my clit, gently stroking me.
"Please," I begged, writhing against his touch, needy already. After a year, my body was attuned to him, and it didn't take much for him to turn me into this.
Gunnar traced circles around my clit, his touch anything but soothing. "Today's the day, pet. The share of Tangled Pages will be yours. I'm proud of you for chasing your dream so hard."
My heart swelled, tears pricking my eyes. Colby and I had worked our asses off during the summer tourist season, turning a bigger profit than the little bookstore ever had, and I'd been able to pay off the loan to Luna far earlier than anticipated. I was so grateful that Colby and his sister had given me that opportunity, and that Gunnar had come up with a way for it all to work out.
"I can't believe it," I said. "Thank you. For everything. For your unwavering support and love. I love you."
Gunnar kissed the top of my head. "You earned this, Mira. I'm so damn proud of you."
I smiled at him. "And Malloy Customs is doing better than ever, too."
He chuckled. "Thanks to my little brother and his schemes."
Though excitement and nerves warred in my belly, I slid down Gunnar's body, eager to please him, kissing a path to my favorite part of him, stopping along the way to suck his pierced nipples and nibble at the sensitive spot on his hip. I nuzzled his hard cock, smiling against his shaft. I'd first seen his gorgeous cock years ago, and now it was mine. Mine to play with, mine to ride whenever I pleased.
"May I suck your cock, Master?" I asked, gazing up at him through my lashes.
Gunnar fisted his hand in my hair, guiding me closer. "Take what you need, pet. But hurry, we slept in, and we have an event to be at."
I moaned, taking him into my mouth. The weight of his cock on my tongue soothed my anxiety, centering me in my love for him, my submission to him. Sometimes, a voice in the back of my head that sounded a hell of a lot like Wanda wondered if I might like to try taking control — but this morning, the edges of subspace still lingered, and my submission felt complete. Bobbing my head, I took him deep, relaxing into the familiar act of pleasuring my master. Gunnar's groans filled me withwarmth, spurring me to move faster. His cock swelled in my mouth, throbbing against my tongue.
"That's it," Gunnar rasped. "Such a good little cocksucker. You love having your mouth filled with your master's cock, don't you?"
I moaned my agreement, my cheeks hollowing as I sucked hard. My nerves faded away, replaced by bliss at serving the man who owned me heart and soul. Gunnar fisted his hand tighter in my hair and took over, fucking my mouth with rough strokes. I surrendered to him, relaxing my throat to take his punishing pace. He'd trained me to take him in his throat, and I was damn good at it. I loved the intensity of having his cock stuffed deep, blocking my airways with each thrust. The sounds of wet sucking filled the room, punctuated by the slap of his balls against my chin.
My pussy throbbed, empty and aching to be filled. I rubbed my clit in time with Gunnar's thrusts, chasing the orgasm he would allow if I pleased him sufficiently.
Gunnar yanked my head back, his cock leaving my mouth with a pop.
"You've been a good girl," Gunnar rasped. "Time for your reward."
He pushed me onto my back and slid down my body, cock in hand. The broad head of his cock nudged at my entrance, teasingme with shallow thrusts. I whimpered, trying to buck up into him, desperate to be filled.
