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His finger comes to my clit, and I arch, seeking more of his finger, wanting his cock deeper, needing the orgasm I feel barreling toward me, bliss right there, if I can just...

I gasp when Law thrusts his wet finger into my ass. It only takes a few strokes of his cock and finger before I'm spasming around him, listening to him claim all parts of me.

"This ass is mine. This pussy is mine. This cum is mine. Mine!" he shouts, slamming into me again.

A choked moan leaves me, my thighs trembling in his hands as he grinds himself against my clit.

"Law," I breathe.

"That's right," he pants as he leans forward, bringing his lips just inches from mine. "Say my name. Say you're mine. Say it."

"No."

He crashes his mouth on mine. This kiss is full of possessiveness, anger, desperation. It's hard, it's war, our tongues striking at one another's, both of us wanting control, neither willing to relent. He slides out of me, and our kiss breaks as he moves us until I'm straddling his lap. Not waiting for me to put him inside of me, he reaches between us with one hand to line himself up at my opening. The other hand goes to my throat, and he uses it to make me move down on him. I hiss as he fills me, my pussy already sore and swollen. He doesn't care. He slams me down on him, arching up into me, eyes on the way my breasts bounce with each movement.

"Say it," he demands. "Say you're mine. Say you belong to me. Say you belong with me."

My head falls back, eyes closing, because even as I refuse to give him the words he wants, he continues to give me the pleasure I need. He sits up, licking my shoulder moments before he bitesdown on it. I scream and he drives me down on him. My arms wrap around his neck, clinging to him as he thrusts into me. He bites along my jaw, across my cheek, to my mouth.

"Say it," he whispers against my lips.

I shake my head, not daring to open my mouth because I'm not sure I can trust the words that may come out of it. Because right now, in this moment, with his cock filling me, his tongue now in my mouth, his chest rubbing against mine, and his thighs beneath my own, I feel like his. I want to be his. I wish I could be his.

But then I gladly turn my mind over to the bliss filling me, promising me moans that will drown out everything else.

"I'm so close, Law." I pant.

And this bastard slows down. Slows. Down. My eyes snap open, and I pull back to look at him. In his gaze, I find resolve, determination, a manic sort of need.

"You want to come, then you tell me what I want to hear," he demands.

I move on him, but his hands quickly grip my hips, not allowing me an inch. I whimper, and I hate the sound of it, but God, I need to come, so fucking badly. He gives me a shallow arch. Not enough. And his smirk tells me he knows it's not nearly enough.

"Law, please."

"Tell me." He arches into me more. "Come on, Sophie. You know you want it. My cock making you come, going deeper inside you. You want my cum inside of you, leaking out of you, down your thighs. There so you can play with yourself later. All you have to do is say two little words."

He grinds against my clit, pushing me down harder onto him.

Then he's lifting me up, slamming me back down. "You're mine. Say it."

"Oh God."

He chuckles. "Those aren't the two words. Come on, Sophie. Give them to me."

He thrusts into me so hard, so deep, I gasp, and the words all but tear out of me.

"I'm yours."

"Yes," he groans.

"I'm yours. I'm yours. Only yours," I repeat it again and again, with each drive of him into me. Until finally, I explode around him. My eyes begin to close, but even though I've given him his words, he wants everything else too.

"No, no, no," he says as he grips my jaw. "You look at me as you come on my cock."

And I do. With half-lidded eyes, I look at him, catching the moment his teeth sink into his bottom lip as he comes inside me.

"Sophie," he sighs. "Fuck, Sophie."

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