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“Malcolm.” It’s a cry, a low, keening sound full of a need that fuels mine.

“What do you need?” Pulling her in deeper, I flick the tip before biting down, then lick a path across her chest to the other breast. Her hips buck beneath me as I suckle her, but she doesn’t answer and that won’t do. Pinching the nipple hard, I lift my head to stare down at her. “Answer me. What do you need?”

She’s breathless and panting and lost in her arousal. “For you to own me.”

Good girl. I hum against her skin and suck a path down her breast and ribs, leaving small reminders of my hunger. Tiny bruises that mark my conquering.

Her stomach clenches the lower I go, a sweet giggle escaping as I reach her midsection, and then a groan when my lips caress her hip.

Taking the waistband of her panties between my teeth, I pull the material. White satin and with my initials at the upper right hand corner, I revel in their stretching and the small peak of smooth skin beneath. In her wetness seeping through.

My mouth waters and I release the fabric, letting it snap back against her skin. Nuzzle her. “How do you want to come, London? My mouth...” I lick the satin over her clit, and she cries out “...or my fingers?”

“W-what?”

“Pick one.” This time I tap her tender bundle of nerves with two fingers. “Mouth or fingers?”

“I can’t pick. No one has ever touched me,” she hisses out, sucking in a deep breath as I smack her pussy once more.

I know she’s a virgin. Love the fucking fact that the tight little hole between her thighs will only know me.

“So innocent, and yet you’re greedy.” Lowering my body to the mattress, I place a leg over each of my shoulders and inhale her sinful scent. She’s so fucking wet and I’ve yet to touch her, the crease of her thigh glistening. “Are you willing to let me do as I please? Give you what I know you need without a single complaint?”

“Yes...anything. Just help me find—”

“Move your panties to the side and show me your pussy.” Wide blue eyes meet mine, but she follows my instruction. Slow, and with a hint of excitement, her hand comes down to the edge of her panties and fingers the fabric.

Watching her dip a single digit beneath the silk is downright sinful.

With the patience of the saint I am not, I wait for her to show me. To open herself to me.

To trust me.

Because intimacy is just that, trust between two people that care about each other. Anyone can fuck, but sharing private and personal moments carries weight.

However, nothing could’ve prepared me for the rush of animalistic greed that rushes through me at the sight of her. She’s mine. No letting go.

London is pink and glistening with her arousal, clit throbbing beneath its hood. Her scent surrounds me, a heady and saccharine smell that is uniquely hers. She’s perfect, and with my eyes on hers, I take a lick from her opening to clit, laying a tender kiss on her mound.

Christ, she tastes like heaven and hell. Like she will be the end of me and then the rebirth.

And if I wanted to hurt Alton before, now I want him to die a slow and agonizing death. To watch her flourish at my side as he loses it all. While I place the world at her feet and worship this altar every fucking night.

Because I am. Before I pull the trigger, he will know that I own her. Love her.

“Son of a bitch.” I drag my teeth across her clit as the reality of that thought slams into my chest. It’s fast. Sudden. But the truth is there and always has been. I just never put a label to the emotion.

This tiny beauty beneath me is my person.

“Fuck.” At once, her body arches up, back bowing as a moan leaves her. She’s writhing—hips lifting toward my hungry tongue.

With two fingers, I part her lips and pull back to watch how her hole clenches. How the wetness gathers at her entrance and then slips down to the crack of her ass. An ass I want to bite.

And I do just that, right at the tip. I embed my teeth and press down hard enough to leave a mark and then soothe the sting with my tongue, loving her flesh with slow licks as I follow the path back to her pussy.

She swollen for me. So wet. And seeing her lost in the pleasure I give makes me feel like a motherfucking Titan. All powerful and indestructible.

Sliding my tongue through her slit, I eat her like a man possessed. Sucking. Biting. Devouring every drop of wetness she gifts me.

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