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“They were planning to use me for a long time. I was their payday, but it wasn’t only them. One of your men was involved.”

“I had a feeling. Your necklace—”

I cut him off and said, “Had a tracker in it.”

“Yes, I wanted to know where you were all the time.”

“So you always planned to let me go.”

“No, I was conflicted. I never wanted to let you leave the condo again. Hell, I was getting sick, twisted thoughts of keeping you locked up so you couldn’t fall for anyone else, and that scared me.”

“So you pushed me away…”

“I know you can’t forgive, Harley. I can’t forgive myself for it. You’re the first and only woman I’ve ever been with and—”

“Wait…you mean…you’re a virgin,” I gasp.

“Was, sweetheart.”

“I didn’t want to ever lose control and become an animal like my father.”

“So when I said you were like an animal…”

“I’d only given you a fraction of the hunger I’d been feeling.”

I sit in his lap, caressing his face. “Dylan, I only meant it in the most sensuous way possible. It’s natural for a guy to practically go feral with a woman he wants, and you never heard me tell you to stop. You even asked if I was okay.”

“I know now that I was wrong, Harley. I wish I could go back and fix it.”

“Will you show me now?”

“You’re hurt.”

“I’m horny as hell. I watched you storm in here ready to go toe to toe with a bunch of badass men for me. You came to find me, and deep down I know you care for me.”

“Care for you? Baby, I love you.”

“Then prove it. Fuck me like you mean it, and don’t be afraid.”

“Baby, I’m no longer afraid, but you better be because we have a lot of missed nights to make up for.” He pounces on me, pinning me to the mattress and sending my hair splaying all around the pillow, and a fit of giggles falls from my lips until I look into his eyes. They’re dark and hungry. Suddenly my laughter is gone, replaced by my own need. Desire and lust equally shoot down to my core, pleading for relief.

“You’re mine, and this time there’s no letting go. No take-backs. No fucking returns. I’m not fucking this up. You’re not getting rid of me, and I don’t care if I don’t deserve you. I want you, so you’re mine.” He fists my hair and slams his mouth to mine, dominating me in a rough kiss.

Our clothes are off in a hurry; I’m naked and bared to the man I love. We’re moving wildly, kissing, biting, caressing, but then he freezes when he wraps his hands around my wrists. “Please don’t stop. I promise I’m fine.”

“I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.”

“I told you I’m perfectly fine. My pussy aches, and I need satisfaction, damn it.” With a violent slam of his hips, he thrusts his length inside and claims me over again, making us one.

“Fuck, it feels so good. Don’t stop, Dylan. Fuck me like you mean it.”

He pulls out and plunges back into me, sending my body rocking forward on the bed. I’m glad everyone is gone for the night because they’d hear him beating my pussy up.

“Do you need your pussy thoroughly fucked and claimed?”

“Yes, Mr. Hunter. I need it owned and possessed,” I replied, digging my nails into the back of his arms, clawing his triceps. He fucks me hard and fast, causing the wooden headboard to hit the wall, banging violently with every roll of his pelvis.

“Fuck, you feel so good. That little cunt is so tight.” He reaches between us to stroke my slit, rubbing me. My eyelids close as my eyes roll backward. “That’s it, sweetheart. I’m about to come, so you need to come with me. I want that sweet, sticky juice soaking my cock while I fill you up.”

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