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I didn’t explain the possessive need to mark.
Mostly because it wasn’t something I usually did.
But something about Jenica made me want to brand my territory, to ensure all men who came after me knew they didn’t belong here.
Just the idea of other males touching her caused me to bite her again, this time on her other breast.
“Pierce,” she breathed, her back bowing as she responded to the torment.
It was a favorable response.
One that told me she could handle a little pain with her pleasure. Even more than that, she appeared to like it.
Noted.
Her pale skin pinkened beneath my mouth, pleasing me immensely. Her ass would color just as beautifully—an image that had me rock-hard in my pants.
I ran my fingers up her sides to her arms, then lowered them so I could pull her bra straps down and expose her rosy nipples. They were so stiff that they looked painful.
But I didn’t touch them.
I merely blew on the tips before nibbling the flesh beneath.
Jenica whispered my name again, her body arching beneath me. I pressed my palm to her stomach to force her back down, then went to her neck to suck on the tender point above her pulse. “Do you feel hot, sweetheart?” I asked, my lips skimming her ear. “Like you’re on fire?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. I want you burning so hot that you feel like you’re going to explode.”
She whimpered in response, the sound encouraging me to continue my teasing assault.
I removed her bra, setting it to the side, then lifted her arms back over her head. Only to straddle her waist and follow her wrists with my mouth. I planted my palms on the bed on either side of her and focused on memorizing the path of her non-inked forearm before teasing her inner elbow.
She squirmed beneath me, her thighs seeking friction.
I sat up and reached behind me to grab her legs. “These stay open.”
“Pierce.”
“Sir,” I corrected, giving her thighs a squeeze. “Do not close your legs unless I give you permission.”
Her chest heaved, her lips parting on a complaint. However, she somehow managed to force out a “Yes, Sir.”
So good, I thought, leaning down to press my mouth to hers in a soft reward for her compliance. She gasped a little, the contact clearly one she wasn’t expecting.
And the taste of citrus on her breath had me slipping my tongue inside.
This wasn’t part of the plan.
But now that my mouth was near hers, I wanted to kiss her. To devour her. To own her.
So I did.
I kissed her as though she were my one link to life. My new oxygen. My only reason to exist.
Fuck.
It was like kissing someone for the first time.
