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She sobs again, pushing back against my hand. Eager for every fucking thing I do to her.
I smack her other cheek, watching the way her flesh reddens as it bounces and jiggles.
My cock springs free, hard and heavy.
I spank her again, roughly thrusting two fingers into her at the same time.
"Troy!" she screams, rising up on her toes as she shatters around me, already so high for it, she can't help herself. Her pussy convulses around my fingers, rippling and clenching.
I pull them out, attacking her throat as I kick her legs apart and thrust into her, roaring at the way her muscles ripple around my cock.
"Fuck!" I shout against her skin, my voice garbled. She feels so damn good.
"Troy," she moans, writhing in ecstasy. "Oh, God. Troy."
I pound into her, fucking her hard and deep, driven to the brink of madness for this woman. My lips never leave her skin as I claim her against the tree, rough and wild. She's just as untamed, begging me to keep fucking her, to take her harder, to give her more.
I give her everything, slamming into her, pressing her harder against the tree. I crane her head back with my hand in her hair, giving myself access to the pale column of her throat.
"You feel like heaven, sweet little Thalia." I rake my teeth down the side of her throat. "Come before I decide not to let you."
"No," she whines, trying to deny me. Trying to fight me. As if she can. We both know her body is mine to command every bit as much as mine is hers. I decide when she comes and how hard. I decide how much she can take and when to give it to her. She's mine, all the way down to her soul.
"Don't fight me, angel." I slip my hand between her body and the tree, seeking her hard little clit. "You know I'll just take what I want. This body is mine. I can do whatever I want to it."
Her pussy clenches around me as if she loves hearing that she belongs to me as much as I love saying it. Perhaps she does. She was made for me in every way—my perfect little filthy angel.
I press my lips to her ear, nipping at the lobe as I grind my thumb against her clit, pumping my hips into hers. "My body is yours too, sweet Thalia," I whisper against her ear. "Every fucking inch of me belongs to you."
"Troy," she gasps.
"No one will ever touch me." I nip her throat again before moving back to her ear. "No one will ever have any part of me. I'm yours."
"Oh, God," she cries, her head falling back against my shoulder as my confession sends her reeling over the edge. She unravels like a thread, shaking and crying out in my arms.
I groan, pressing her tight against the tree as the clench of her body around me rips my own orgasm from me. I spill into her again and again, filling her until my cum drips down her legs, and I'm the one shaking and gasping.
Until I'm the one lost. In her. In love. In what we've become together.
"Troy," she whispers, melting against me.
I drag her away from the tree, pulling her into my arms to hold her as we come down. My lips run across her forehead and cheeks, raining kisses down on her. My heart pounds, every beat sounding out her name.
"Thalia, I—"
A shadow moves several yards ahead. I shift my gaze in that direction, only to freeze when I realize it's not a fucking shadow. It's a man sheltering against a massive tree, hiding in the shadows as if to keep himself from being seen.
He's fucking watching us.
"Shit," I growl, yanking Thalia behind me to hide her exposed body from his gaze.
As soon as I do, he realizes I noticed him.
He disappears deeper into the shadows.
How long has he been there? How much did he see?
Did someone send him, or did he simply stumble upon us? I don't know, but worry claws at my insides, sending paranoia churning through me.
