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“Are you running from me?”

“I can’t really run in these heels. More like I’m walking very fast to get away from you.” I snickered, but Kenji didn’t look amused.

He lifted his leg, placing it across the threshold. “You really think I’m a joke? Crazy, you keep playing with me in my face.”

“I’m not, Kenji. I was trying to lighten up the mood. I know you’re not a joke,” I pleaded as I watched fearfully as he approached me.

I knew Kenji wasn’t going to hurt me. No, I was scared because of what his eyes were telling me. His intense gaze was like I was his prey, his jaw tightening, a wicked smirk on his lips. His aura said he wasn’t going to stop until he consumed me whole, made us into one being. I had to be officially lost in our connection because everything in me wanted Kenji to take me, consume me. My entire body was screaming for Kenji. I needed to feel his skin on my skin, his strong hands roaming on my body, bringing me to ecstasy only the way he could.

“You say that, but I’m going to make sure you know that.” I blinked. One second, Kenji was by the door; next, he was standing in front of me. His arm slinked around my waist, smashing our bodies into one.

Kenji’s lips crashed into mine with a hunger that lit my soul on fire. Every movement was filled with raw passion. He deepened our kiss like he needed more from me. My body melted into his without any resistance. I allowed Kenji full control of our kiss. He slipped his tongue into my mouth. I welcomed it, meeting his tongue with my own. His hands moved from my waist, under my skirt, to my bare ass. He squeezed it tightly, and a moan slipped from my lips, echoing through our kiss. He used his hands to push my skirt around my waist, not that he had to do much because of the long split in my skirt. I panted desperately when he broke our kiss. I wasn’t ready to let go of his lips. Kenji’s hungry gaze settled on me again, leaving no room to doubt how this night was ending. His eyes traveled down my face to my chest. Without warning, Kenji tore my shirt open. He eyed my titties, running his tongue across his lips. I could only watch as he craned his neck forward, taking my hardened nipple into his mouth. He sucked my nipple sensually while his gaze was locked onto my face, which was twisted with pleasure. I loved how his mouth felt on me. The flicker of his tongue had me feeling like I was about to cum. He removed his mouth from that nipple, then took in my other nipple, sucking just as he did with the first one.

My body was on fire. Passion coursed through me so strongly it felt like I was about to explode.

Kenji popped my nipple from his mouth, his intense gaze on me as he said, “I’m going to fuck you and mark you. Tonight, we’re going to become one. Do you understand me?” His voice was low and heavy.

“Yes,” I moaned, running my hands through his soft curls on the top of his head.

“Tell me who you belong to, Quinny,” Kenji said, pressing me into the black console table that was in the main entranceway. He easily lifted my leg up, placing my leg around his waist, and my ass rested on the edge of the table.

My hooded eyes were glued to Kenji’s. I couldn’t find the words I needed to say. My tongue was tied. When Kenji lifted my other leg up, wrapping it around his waist, anticipation filled my body. Kenji pressed his hard dick into my core. I’d never hated pants more than I did right now. I wanted to feel his flesh on my flesh. The fabric of his pants was getting in the way.

“Pleease,” I moaned as my hands found their way under Kenji’s shirt. Running them across his hard chest only added fuel to my fire.

“Please what?” Kenji asked with a sneaky grin before he went to sucking on my neck.

“I need to feel you, Kenji,” I panted out, feeling like I was on the verge of tears.

“You can feel me right now,” he teasingly replied, pausing from his assault on my neck.

“I need more.” I was feeling delirious with my need for him to be inside of me.

I was ready to beg Kenji to fuck me. I tugged at his shirt, and he lifted his arms up for me to remove his shirt. Tossing it to the ground, I marveled at how perfect Kenji was. He smirked at me before smashing his lips back into mine, kissing me feverishly. Hearing the sound of his belt buckle being undone, then his zipper unzipping, I moaned in anticipation, ready for the both of us to be put out of our misery. Seconds later, I felt Kenji’s engorged dickhead pressed into my clit.

“Shit, you so fucking wet,” Kenji replied heavily as he slightly thrust his hips forward, pushing the tip of his dick into my wetness. I loved it, but I needed to feel the whole thing. This felt like teasing and torture mixed into one.

He wound his hips, gently fucking me with his tip. “Kenji, please fuck me,” I moaned. Right now, any fear I had of Kenji faded. I didn’t care that his dick might split me in half; all I cared about was him being inside of me.

“Tell me who you belong to,” Kenji demanded as his hardened eyes locked onto mine.

“Youuu,” I moaned, losing control as Kenji slowly slid himself into me, stretching my walls to their capacity. “Oooh, fuck, Kenjiii,” I passionately moaned his name as I pulled his lips into mine. I used this kiss to say everything my lips couldn’t.

As we made out, Kenji began thrusting his hips into me. First, his strokes were slow and deliberate. He moved in and out of me with precision, allowing me to feel every inch of him. I enjoyed every moment of him fucking me gently. His tender strokes made chills spread through my body. I felt his love in each one of his strokes. Tears freely rolled down my cheeks as I came to grips with the fact that I did love Kenji. He made my heart feel complete and full. His smile, his laughs, the way he protected me and made me feel safe weren’t anything that I’d ever experienced, and it made it so easy for me to love him. Call me crazy. I didn’t care. All I knew was Kenji was it for me. Five days might not have been enough for most people to know if they loved someone, but it was more than enough for me. I loved Kenji, and I wasn’t going to deny it anymore. From this moment forward, I vowed to embrace everything about him. He was my soulmate.

Kenji spread my legs as wide as they would go, pulling back from the kiss, his eyes glowing brightly, with love pouring through them. “I refuse to live without you,” Kenji grunted as he increased the speed of his strokes. They were fast yet felt as if he was going deeper. His dick almost touched my soul. “I’ll kill anyone who tries to keep you awaaay from me!”

The fire in Kenji’s eyes made me believe every word he was saying. “No one can keep us apart,” I lovingly said as my hands caressed his face.

He paused as we locked eyes with each other. The intensity caused my pulse to race. The passion and love flowing between us were stronger than anything I’d ever felt.

“Tell me what I want to hear.”

For some reason, I knew exactly what Kenji was talking about. I knew exactly the words to say. “I love you.”

“I love you more,” Kenji growled before pressing back into me.

He dropped his head into the crook of my neck, and my arms wrapped around his neck. I held on tight as he fucked me with rugged, unhinged strokes that seemed as if he was trying to make me lose my mind over his dick. Kenji felt so fucking good. My body convulsed as I felt the tips of Kenji’s fangs lightly pressing into my neck, causing my eyes to roll into the back of my head. As soon as I felt his fangs piercing my skin, my body locked up, and the world around me faded. All I could see was Kenji. My orgasm rocked my entire being, and something felt like it was binding Kenji and me together, creating an unbreakable bond between the two of us. This had to be heaven.