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Her mouth flew open with shocked breaths when he removed the denim and stood naked before her.
She stared right at his cock, her drunk gaze bringing his hand to encase his raging hard on.
“I’m going to ask you one question, Rosalie,” he said, stroking himself as she watched. “Do you want me tomakeyou?”
Her eyes moved up to his as her delicate brows pulled tightly together.
“If you nod your pretty head...then I will utterly wreck your delectable body and mind with all that I have been craving to do.”
She stood there and clenched her eyes shut, sounding on the verge of hyperventilating.
“Do it,” he grit mercilessly, moving closer. “Nodyour head, my sweet Rosalie.”
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OH GOD, JUST DO IT! Nod!
She forced herself to obey the single directive and braced for impact. It came just as she expected—hot, hard hands yanking her robe off, growling mouth crushing hers as he hoisted her by her bottom onto the vanity.
Her scream flew out the second he shoved her legs open then another when his angry mouth pressed against her privates and sucked. The desperately needed orgasm burst from her body, bringing the start of that terrifying sound he made when threatened, mixed with her highly explicit cries of pleasure. It was so intense she feared falling to the floor, but she couldn’t care, she could only endure.
Before the first wave of ecstasy finished, he stood and his glorious body forced her legs wide while those angry fingers latched onto her face and yanked it to his hungry mouth. He lashed her tongue with a boiling fervor, his feral breaths and all that he was, wrecking her just as he promised, just as she sodesperatelyneeded.
He forced her hand to his penis and she gasped at the shocking feel and size of him. “Touch me,” he growled.
She used both hands, strangling the silky steel encased in fancy dark ink as he returned to the war he waged at her mouth. His harsh breaths carried her name, making her feel divine and victorious as she stroked him. Oh God, he was terrifyingly huge and hard but oh so beautiful.
He gripped her hips and moved her so the huge crown of his cock pressed at her privates. “Fathom!” she shot out, stroking his cock faster, fighting to open wider for him. “Make love to me,” she begged, looking up into his face, so beautifully dominant in passion.
“Show me what you were doing in the tub, Rosalie,” he ordered with a severity she wasn’t about to disobey.
Her back met the mirror as she moved her hand between her legs, staring at his huge length while touching her clit. Her gaze roamed with a terrible hunger over his glowing muscles covered in glistening ink.
His head tilted back, and fear seized her breath at seeing his elongated, black, canine teeth. His gaze found hers as he pressed the crown against her opening, drawing her desperate cries of need.
“Yes,” she pled, not wanting him to mistake the scared sounds she made. She’d never wanted anything more than to get every bit of the wreckage he’d sworn.
His hot stare moved between them now.
“Hold on tight, my sweet Rosalie,” he warned, those frightening growls warbling his words. “I’m going to bury my cock in you.” His chest heaved as he staked her with his lust-drunk gaze. “ThenI will seal you to my flesh.”
Seal her to his flesh. She truly wanted to know what that meant but couldn’t care as he began to enter her so very slowly. Her sharp breaths with frantic moans came with the terrible stinging as his massive cock stretched her. With only the crown in her, he paused and shook the air with a feral, high-pitched purring.
“Oh God, oh God,” flew from her mouth as she watched his progress.
He began his descent again, his inch-long canines bared fully as his inky muscles quivered. He was being so very careful as his nails, feeling much longer, pricked sharply into her hips. She watched in rapture as she took his beautiful cock inside her. He was all hers. She was all his. The realization released a profound hunger that needed all of it right then.
“Don’t stop,” she cried when he again paused for her, or him, she wasn’t sure anymore. “Do it, husband. Seal me to your flesh.”
She no longer feared what that meant, only craved him being buried inside her.
He lifted her from the vanity, and she instinctively wrapped his waist with her legs and grabbed his shoulders as he moved her to a wall. For two seconds, their gazes locked before he kissed her with such, a declaration of war he’d already won. The only fight was giving every part of herself to her victorious captor that marked her inner walls with a stinging heat.
One of his sharp teeth pierced her lip, causing her fingers to fist in his golden hair with a cry. “Fathom,” she blasted as a light warmth filled her body and boiled her mind. The liquid pleasure crept through her as his growling mouth covered her neck. Another sharp sting brought her cry of ecstasy followed by more of the delicious heat in her muscles.
His nails pierced deeper into her bottom as he kissed her again, the lust serrating his growls burning away all her fear and pain.
“My husband,” she wept on gasp after gasp, before locking her legs tighter and plunging herself onto the entire length of him.
