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Sinking deep, he growled when she clenched down on him. Circling his hips, he ground the base of his cock against her clit, stealing the startled gasp straight from her mouth.
“Zeke, please. I need… I need…” As though words weren’t enough to convey her desperation, she dragged her nails down his back, over skin and scars. “More.”
Happy to oblige, he shifted for leverage. Still mindful of hurting her, he pumped faster, angling his pelvis until he felt her clench on a moan. Perfect. Sweat slicked his back as he controlled his urge to pound into her until she screamed when she came.
It all clicked into place, finally.
Olivia’s hips rose to meet his thrusts, fell away as he withdrew. Her eyes were dilating, her breathing coming in fast, stuttering pants. The bite of her nails became urgent, spurring him deeper.
She moaned his name.
“Reach down and play with your clit,” he ordered, grunting as jolts of impending orgasm trickled down his spine. Balls tightening, he counted down the seconds until she blew his mind. “Come all over my cock, angel. Let me watch you fall apart.”
“I don’t… I’ve never…” The lithe body beneath him bucked and shuddered.
Cursing, Zeke slid his hand between them, unerringly finding her swollen clit. Stroking, pinching, titillating the bundle of nerves until Olivia’s eyes turned into wide, uncertain windows. He saw the wonder, the shock, the spark of panic as she arched into him, mouth open.
He slammed home, rougher than he intended, sending her over the edge. Her pussy spasmed, several strong contractions wrenching his own orgasm into the condom. He held himself there, groaning as she cried out and milked him into insanity.
Even though his body ached with the satisfaction of a good fuck, his job wasn’t done. Kissing her sweetly, he rested his cheek against hers, murmuring soothingly as his free hand caressed bare, damp skin. “Easy now, Livvy. Such a good girl. All mine.”
She went utterly limp as the last ripples of pleasure ebbed. The death grip of her nails in his back loosened and fell away. Color infused her face; her eyes were shellshocked, edging toward slumberous.
As gently as he could, Zeke eased out of her, dislodging the leg still bravely clinging around the back of his thigh. Her whine of protest did marvelous things to his ego, especially when she lifted trembling arms to reach for him.
Now more than ever, he still wasn’t convinced he deserved her, but it was too late.
Her taste was in his mouth. Her juices were lingering on his fingers, drying on the condom covering his cock, slicking his groin. There was beard rash… everywhere, he realized with satisfaction; neck, breasts, thighs, she wore his marks.
Every single one of them statedMine.
Bending, he kissed her reverently, addicted to the shape and warmth of her mouth. When she hummed in contentment, he smiled. “Tired?”
Olivia struggled to focus on his face, even when they were practically nose to nose. “Heavy.”
“You need sleep, Livvy. Close your eyes and get some rest.” Unable to resist, he stroked a rough fingertip over satin-soft skin, tracing the contour of her cheekbone. “I’ll clean you up, then join you for a while.”
“Proms?” she slurred.
“I promise.”
Chapter Four
Olivia
Zeke’s voice was in her head before she woke fully.
Her back was flush against a wall of heat, vibrations humming into her from the source. She stirred, her lips pursing in discomfort as her sore pussy rubbed against the solid thigh slotted between hers. A strong arm around her waist tightened subtly as she stretched.
“Ow,” she breathed.
Lips caressed the top of her shoulder, accompanied by the tickle of his beard. “Sore?”
Olivia assessed herself, frowning at the wash of bright sunlight illuminating the carpet beside the bed. Her shoulders ached, but not as much as the spot between her legs, or her insides.
The only thing to say was a repeated, “Ow.”
Zeke’s chuckle was amused, and far too smug. “Want me to kiss it better? Don’t think you’re ready to ride me yet, but I’ll put my mouth to work if you need some TLC.”
