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“Oh God,” I groan, dropping one of my hands to his strong chest.

“That’s right, baby. Take it all.”

I pick up my pace, riding him like a fucking cowgirl, and just because I can’t help myself, I circle my hips at the same time, grinding against his pelvis while bouncing up and down his cock. I take him all, and as he thrusts his hips, I cry out with intense pleasure.

“Fuck,” I pant, my pussy already trembling. “I can’t. I’m going to—”

He doesn’t even wait for me to finish my sentence before grabbing me and shoving me down on the mattress, my knees up under me with my ass high in the air. Ezra quickly positions himself behind me, and without skipping a beat, he slams into my needy cunt from behind, his hand still gripping my hip.

I push back against him, taking him so much deeper as I arch my back, offering him all of me. “Show me how you play with that sweet little clit, Rae,” he grunts between thrusts.

I don’t hesitate, shooting my hand between my spread thighs and rolling my fingers over my sensitive clit, and the moment I do, my hips jolt with intense satisfaction.

Ezra’s fingers drop to my cunt, mixing with my arousal before trailing them to my ass, and as he fucks me like a god, he presses his fingers against my hole, giving just enough pressure to drive me wild. “Oh God,” I groan, pushing back against him, letting him take me however he wants as long as it always feels this good.

“Take it, Rae,” he grits through a clenched jaw. “Let me feel you take it.”

My body trembles, and as I push back further and that thick cock pushes me to my absolute limits, I can’t hold on to it a second longer.

I come hard, my walls shattering as my third orgasm for the night tears through me, sending me on a blinding high as I cry out in elation. “Oh God, YES!” I struggle to catch my breath, but I don’t even care. All that matters is the way he takes me higher, forcing my orgasm to reach a new level of intensity as he fucks me from behind and presses against my ass.

My walls erratically convulse around him, and as he groans, I know he feels just how tight I squeeze him. “Come for me, Ezra,” I breathe as my fingers bunch into the sheets. “I need to feel the way you fill me.”

His fingers tighten on my hips in a bruising hold, and I fucking love it, and as he rolls his hips and takes long, deep thrusts, he comes undone, shooting his hot cum deep inside my needy cunt. He’s fucking everything, and as he groans with his release, I’ve never felt so fucking beautiful.

“Fuuuuck, baby,” he groans low, easing up on me and slowing his movements as I begin to come down from my high.

My body relaxes, and my pussy eases up on the death grip it has around his thick cock, and as he hovers behind me, he releases my hip and trails his fingers up and down my spine, neither one of us willing to move quite so soon.

“If we never leave this hotel room, and I die living inside your sweet little cunt, I’ll be the happiest man who ever lived.”

I can’t help but laugh as my face is squished into the mattress, but I don’t have the energy to do anything about it. “You should be the happiest man, regardless,” I tease. “You’re marrying me, aren’t you?”

Ezra laughs, and within an instant, his arms are locked around my waist, and he crashes down to the bed before pulling me on top of him. “Yes, Rae,” he tells me a moment later. “I am marrying you, and you bet that sweet ass of yours that it will make me the happiest man who ever lived. Being with you again . . . fuck, baby. I’m never going to let you get away again. Even if it means permanently attaching that sweet little cunt to my cock.”

“Permanently attaching, huh?” My brow arches. “Who would have known you had such a kinky side?”

“Raleigh Stone,” he rumbles, his gaze darkening with a wicked desire that has my heart starting to race all over again. “You’ve got no fucking idea.”

“Is that so?” I question, rolling my tongue over my bottom lip as he holds my stare.

“Mm-hmm.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” I challenge, hooking my thigh back over his hip to straddle him. “Give me your worst.”

Raleigh

2 YEARS LATER

There’s no doubt about it, getting to be the woman Ezra comes home to every single night is the greatest feeling in the world, but second to that, is this right here. Getting to stand in the wing of the stage, holding our daughter as Demon’s Curse prepares to take the stage for their biggest tour yet.

It’s opening night, and it’s the wildest feeling in the world. The whole atmosphere is vibing tonight. I thought the Bleed For Me tour was insane, but turns out, I didn’t even understand the meaning of insane.

The last tour was made up of songs that came from a place of brokenness and despair. They were about regrets and needing to make things right. But this tour, the songs are about raw, unadulterated passion. They’re about love, family, and commitment. And of course, it wouldn’t be Ezra if there wasn’t a song about getting head under the table at his wedding reception . . . Which may or may not have an element of truth to it.

It took all of two weeks after returning from Switzerland for Ezra to officially make me his wife. And a little over a month later, our sweet little girl was on the way.

Alexia Rose Knight came bursting into the world three weeks early after putting me through my paces with an emergency c-section, and from the moment she opened her big blue eyes, she was wrapped around her daddy’s little finger.

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