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She moans as I press forward another inch. “It’s not me. It’s you.”

“Are you saying I’m too big?” I chuckle darkly, shifting in and out until she begins to relax around me. “That’s unacceptable.”

“I can’t. It’s too much.”

“It’s not too much until I say it’s too much. You can handle it. You’re so strong. So fiercely beautiful. I’ve never met anyone as strong as you.” I thrust my cock inside her, treasuring the way her body trembles as she accepts my full length.

“You’re the only one who dares to challenge me.” I bite her earlobe while pumping wildly into her heated flesh.

“You disobey me.” I leave a bite mark where her neck meets her shoulder. “You wore my shirt that first day, even when I told you to stay out of my things.”

She mumbles something that might be an affirmation.

“Did you know that when I got home, I wrapped that shirt around my thick cock and came harder than ever before?”

She shakes her head, still gripping my wrists to keep from sliding across the rug at the strength of my thrusts.

“It was my shirt, but it was covered in your scent. Now, you will be covered with me.” I lean down, claiming her lips as my own.

“You’re mine,” I hiss, unable to temper the primal instinct that demands that I mark her.

“Tell me who you belong to.” I take everything she’s offering me, but it’s not enough. I take it and demand more.

“Tell me!” I drill harder into her, punishing her, punishing myself. Thrashing and thrusting until we’re both delirious with fiery pleasure. Powerless to stop until she submits to me.

“Yes! Yes, I’m yours,” she cries out.

A roar of satisfaction builds in my throat. Both our bodies drenched in sweat, mindless, breathless. Her hands clasp my ass—pulling me closer or pushing me away. I don’t think either of us knows which.

Her walls clamp around my cock, her orgasm triggering my own violent release—pumping into her, filling her up, staking my claim.

With a final shudder, I collapse, falling beside her still trembling body.

I press gentle kisses to her forehead and wrap my arms around her. My treasure. My dream. The woman I always wanted, but never knew existed. An angel with a body that makes me want to sin.

“Max?” she whispers, running her hand along my arm. Letting her body sink into mine, her resistance gone.

“Yes, angel?”

“About the kittens being yours.” She turns to look at me, sapphire eyes sassy and satisfied. “You might have to share one of them with Paige. I think she’s fallen in love with the black one.”

That’s my girl. Always challenging my authority.

What Sloane needs to know is that I’m never going to let her go. From this moment on, she belongs to me.

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