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I could fuck Carven and Colt all night…

Still, they never affected me the way London did.

They didn’t make me melt.

His singleminded obsession and filthy mouth made me weak at the knees. He was so powerful. So…in control.

“You won’t come until I have my fill of you. Do you understand me?”

My response was an inhuman whimper. One that made him chuckle as he lowered his head and breathed again my neck. “I want to hear you moan my name, pet.”

I grasped the holster, held on with all I had, and whispered, “London.”

His deft fingers stroked and pushed in, only to slide all the way out as he thumbed my clit. “Now, you can do better than that,” he chastised.

My knees trembled. “London,” I forced through clenched teeth.

It took every ounce of my willpower not to succumb to those drugging waves until he pulled away and unbuttoned his pants with slow, careful movements. I gripped the holster and looked down. His cock pushed out of his boxers, the head flushed and ready, making me part my thighs even wider.

He lifted his gaze, met mine, and pressed his body against me. One hard thrust and he was inside. “Do. Better. Pet.”

He filled me, stretching my pussy until I rose on my toes. “London,” I moaned, arching my back.

“That’s the way,” he grunted, sliding out, only to drive all the way in. “Again.”

“Lon-don,” I moaned.

“Again,” he demanded, his voice husky against my ear.

“London,” I panted. “Jesus Christ, London.”

He thrust so hard he made me jolt. This was the second time tonight I’d been fucked ruthlessly.

“Tell me…” he gasped, driving deeper…harder. “Tell me you love me.”

My pulse sped as a pang tore across my chest. “Not love,” I moaned against his ear. “It’s not…enough,” I wheezed. “Obsessed, controlled. Owned.…that’s what I am. I’m owned by you.”

“As.” Thrust. “I.” Thrust. “Am with you pet.”

I gave myself over to the power of his passion, to the way he smelled like death and blood and danger…and the way he loved me. The way he hungered for me.

“I…need…” I moaned, spreading my legs as wide as I could. “Christ, I need.”

“Come for me, Vivienne. Come all over my cock.”

I closed my eyes and dropped my head forward as my body tightened and clenched while jolts of electricity tore through my core.

“Fuck,” London mumbled. “You feel so goddamn good.”

With a deep, carnal sound, he stopped suddenly and spilled deep inside me. I held on, one leg wrapped around his ass, driving his softening length deeper inside.

“Jesus,” I breathed.

“Not the first time I’ve done battle with him tonight,” he growled and turned his head, meeting my gaze. “Nor will it be the last.”

That unflinching sound in his tone made me scared. “London?”

“It’s nothing.” He pulled away, slipping free, then stilled and met my stare. “Really, it’s nothing.”

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