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“No,” she sighed, happier than she had been in a long, long time. “I promise.”
Finally, as Mac felt his cock begin to lose some of its rigidity, he disengaged from her and swept her up in his arms. His shoulder should be screaming at him for lifting her, but it seemed his whole body was working in concert to ensure she wouldn’t get away from him again.
Chapter
Twelve
Mac laid her down gently, barely managing not to chuckle when she winced as her punished backside made contact with the soft bed.
“Don’t you laugh at me. It hurts,” she admonished.
“I’m sure it does, Cowgirl. It’s a fearsome shade of red. Had you given in easier, it wouldn’t hurt nearly as bad. You’d best pay attention to the fact when you’re getting a spanking, I won’t even think about stopping until I feel you’ve given in and are sorry for whatever you did.”
“Is there any way we can negotiate about this whole spanking thing?”
“Let’s see… no. You misbehave, I’m going to put you over my knee and spank your pretty ass until you promise to try to do better next time. And given the state of your arousal when I joined you in the corner, I’m not going to try to figure out if there’s a better way to deal with you. I should have done that the first time you snuck out of the house on me.”
“Mac…”
“Shh, Willa. We’ll figure out the mustangs, too. I understand how important they are to you, which means they need to be important to me, and they will be, but we’ll do things differently,so you’re safe. Close your eyes, Cowgirl. I want to check the house real quick.”
“But you’re going to sleep with me, right?”
“You bet.” He grinned. “I’m going to come back to our bed, wrap you in my arms, and let you have a little rest before I wake you up and have at you again.”
She giggled. “That sounds perfect,” she said, yawning.
Mac made a tour of the interior of the house, checking the windows and doors one last time before returning to their room. He locked and deadbolted the door and put the keys in the nightstand on his side of the bed. Sliding into bed next to her and, he reached for her, and she snuggled into his body, sighing with contentment.
They needed to catch Eastwick and whoever he’d hired to hurt Willa. Mac wanted to be home in their bed with her safe, where he could spend at least a week doing nothing more than keeping her naked and fucking her hard enough, she’d have trouble walking when he finally let her come up for air. Once they were home, he wouldn’t let her leave his side until she had his ring on her finger.
Willa woke to her nipples being fondled and her clit being suckled. She moaned in pure pleasure as Mac increased the attention to her nether regions.
“Didn’t you get enough last night?” she giggled.
Mac had awakened her twice during the night, fucking her into oblivion both times. He’d tried not to cause her bottom toomuch additional pain, but there was something very sexy about lying on her back with her ass on fire as the man who had put it in that state of distress made her respond to his dominant lovemaking and climax numerous times before spending himself in her. Mac had relented the second time and put a soft pillow under her, which had helped a great deal, but the residual sting added to her highly and easily aroused state.
“Never. I’ve done without your sweet honey for five years, Willa. I have a lot of time to make up.”
He nuzzled her clit with his nose as he traced his tongue down to her pussy and thrust inside her, lapping up her essence as quickly as he caused her to produce it. He had his shoulders wedged under her thighs, using his hands to pleasure her nipples.
Willa screamed with pleasure. “God, Mac! I missed you.”
He stopped and drew himself up her body.
“Not nearly as much as I missed you. When I take you home, Cowgirl, and I’m finished with you, I doubt you’ll be able to sit astride a horse for a while.”
She looked up as he held himself off her on his strong arms and toes—almost as if he’d been doing a push-up. Willa widened her legs, then wrapped them around him and twined her arms around his neck, pulling herself up and into his frame. Slowly, Mac lowered them both to the bed, reaching under her and cupping her still-painful globes to steady her before driving his cock as deeply as possible. Willa bowed as she climaxed, calling his name again.
He nibbled along her shoulder up to her throat, then to her ear.
“I will never get enough of you. Never.”
He bucked his hips powerfully against her, making her entire, exhausted being respond to his. She clung to him and clawed at his back. Mac had her in her most primal state. Hehad pushed her past the point where she had any inclination to do anything other than feel and respond. There was no thinking, no arguing, just accepting his dominance. She was certain he understood she was agreeing to all the ramifications that went along with that acceptance. No longer would she be able to deny it.
“Give to me, Willa. I need to feel you give me everything,” he whispered desperately.
“Mac, please…”
