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I could lie to myself and say that Ajax forced me, but we both know that’s not true. Even now, as our bodies calm and he softens inside me, my tunnel continues to flutter around him, reminding us both that I more than wanted this.
I had begged.
I found pleasure in his murderous hands.
I came with my stepfather’s blood on me.
Ajax was right. I was made for him.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Ajax
Pulling out, I shiver. Even in the dark, seeing our essence seep out of her is easy. My cock twitches, staying at half-mast. Something tells me I’m always going to be hard around this woman.
The cold air bites at my oversensitive cock.
“Fuck,” I curse.
Tonight hadn’t gone the way that I thought it would. I expected to steal her away, take her right out of her bed while her old family lay lifeless and bloody a room over.
Instead, her stepfather lies ten feet away, his life force seeping into the soil while my cum oozes out of her freshly fucked body.
I meant what I said earlier. I hope our familyextension starts now. I frown as more of my goodness leaves her.That just won’t do.
Gripping the base of my wet shaft, I use the broad head to gather my cum, then push the thick liquid back in with it. Her entrance splits for me, and I ignore Lulu’s whimper. Gathering even more, I shove it back inside. The third time, I ram my cock in deep, pushing it as far inside her as I can.
My right hand anchors in the middle of her back, steadying me. My palm is sticky on her cold skin.
The heat of our sex is leaving. We need to pack up soon, but I’m reluctant to leave the warmth of her body. I want the imprint of my cock to be a permanent mark inside her and for my hands to become so familiar with her body that my mind has its own personal map, one that no one else will ever see or own.
Lulu’s body is mine. Her begging, pleading, and the way she came proved it, and her sobbing now tells me she knows it too.
All that’s left for me to do is break her spirit, and she’ll officially be mine.
Mind, body, and soul.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Lulu
I don’t know how long we’ve knelt here connected, but Ajax finally withdraws, making me cringe. I feel weird, both empty and full, like his cock is still inside.
Boots appear in front of me, mud covering the top of the black leather and the shin of his pants. Trailing my gaze up, I crane my neck.
His hands fiddle with the zipper on his pants before securing the button. He straightens his top and jacket, then holds out his hand.
I blink up at him.
“Stand,” he orders, gesturing with his hand for me to take it.
In a state of shock, I give him my right hand, standing with his help. My body exposed. My face flames.
I don’t know whether to be grateful for the fact that my bra and top are bunched so that it stops me from seeing my naked body as I glance down.
A finger knocks under my chin, raising my gaze.
“Fucking perfect.”
