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“Yes,” I breathe because it’s true.
“And yet, you want me anyway?”
“Yes.Mason,” I grit through my teeth and he chuckles darkly, shifting and stretching my arms all the way out above me before centering himself between my legs.
At this angle, his groin brushes against my clit and I swear I go cross-eyed from the sharp bite of pleasure that shoots through me.
“He tried to kill me when he tried to murderyou. I don’t take lightly to that, little doe, because whatever’s good in me rests in your hands.” He enunciates each word with a thrust of his hips until everything in me seizes. His lips crash against mine and my heart feels like it’s going to explode.
“You’re such a fucking good girl,” he growls against my lips. I arch into him, my body on the brink of either breaking in half from the size of him above me, covering me, or coming. At this point, maybe both. “You look so fucking pretty taking all of me, sweetheart.”
My tongue glides against his and he sucks on the tip, sending shivers through me until I think I’m going to pass out.
“Mason, I’m going to come,” I whimper, rolling my hips to meet his.
“Did I say you could come?” He changes his angle, fucking me until the sound of skin on skin fills the space between us. The head of his cock brushes the most sensitive spot inside me.
“Please?”
“Fuck, Hannah,” he rasps, a tremor rolling through him. He’s on the edge, too, and the list of things I’d do to see him come undone frommeis longer than the list of things I wouldn’t do.
“Your cock feels so good,” I whisper and his nostrils flare. He fucks me harder, punishing me for my dirty words. I bite back at the cries that threaten to leave my lips, but I don’t stop. “Harder, Mason. Please, I need you.”
He growls between his teeth, his hand coming up to wrap around my throat. He squeezes, just enough to shut me up, but the combination of what he’s doing to me and the unsteady beat of my heart drown out the need for oxygen anyway.
“Come for me, little doe.”
And I explode. My body goes rigid, wrapping as tightly around him as I can while his hand comes up and clamps over my mouth. I bite his palm, tasting blood in the process of not screaming to God. The devil. The men outside. Whoever will hear my prayer because I swear this orgasm will be my last.
He lets out an animalistic growl, burying his face in my neck when he comes. He pulls me so tightly against him, I think I might break, his body shuddering over mine in the most delicious way.
“Fuck,” he pants, rolling his neck. “Fuck.”
He brushes the hair out of my face, absentmindedly moving his hips as our bodies tremble with aftershocks from our orgasms.
“You’re going to fucking kill me,” he murmurs, pressing his lips against my damp forehead. “No more running.”
I open my mouth to argue, but when I catch sight of the sincerity in his gaze, something in me crumbles.
I’ve been running from my problems my entire life. Yet, every time I’ve tried since I met him, he’s always there to catch me and put me back together again.
God, save me if he ever doesn’t.
“No more running,” I repeat and this time I mean it.
Mason
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
I cock a brow. “Like what?”
“Like you want to take a bite out of me.”
Funnily enough, that’s exactly what I was thinking when Hannah stepped out of the room in her little green evening gown that matches the hue in her eyes. The shoulders tie, leaving thin straps of material hanging down her back and I can’t think of anything other than how I’ll be pulling those ties apart tonight and fucking her with the damned thing bunched around her waist.
“The thought crossed my mind.”
She blushes, the pretty shade of pink matching the mark from my teeth on her ass. Fuck . . . I wonder if it’s still there?
