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The burst of sugar across my taste buds brought me to my senses just enough to tilt my head in question.

“It’s a vibrating plug. You started crying every time I pulled out of you, and you needed food and water.”

I scowled as he pressed a straw to my lips so I could take a drink without having to try and sit up. Bleurgh. Electrolytes. He was really taking this hydration and nutrition thing seriously.

“Don’t need food and water. Just need your cum.”

Alexei huffed a soft laugh and ignored me, reaching over to cut a slice of something and pop it into my mouth—some kind of creamy, spiced gouda. My scowl deepened as I chewed, the heat riding me hard, just like he should’ve been.

“Mmm… you’re insatiable, baby. I love that for us, but you need to eat. Take another bite and I’ll turn the vibrations up.”

Curling myself up into a tighter ball, I nuzzled down his abs until I could burrow my face into his groin to lap at his scent there. Pinpricks of pain pulled at my scalp as he grabbed my hair to tug me back, pressing another piece of fruit to my mouth—a slice of persimmon.

“Behave.”

His voice was low and stern, and it made my already hard dick even harder. I would’ve said something, but the vibrations in my ass stepped up a gear as he watched me with fond exasperation, and a sharp cry left my mouth as the sensation thrummed against my prostate. Reaching down, Alexei grabbed the base of the plug, pulling it out before pressing it back in deep.

“Need you,” I whined, my hips making aborted thrusts into the bed as I chased the sensations that weren’t quite enough to satisfy.

“Promise me you’re not going to fight me on moving in.”

“Alexei.” My voice was unrecognisable; it was so desperate.

Sitting up, I tugged the plug out of my ass, throwing it across the room. Something glass shattered where it hit. I ignored it.

“Fuck. Me.”

Alexei rolled me onto my front, pulling my hips up until my knees were under me. Arching my back as deep as I could, I pressed my chest to the sheets as I reached back to pull my cheeks apart and show him what he was missing. His low groan of response was everything.

“Fuck. Look at you, all slick and swollen and gaping. Promise me you’ll stay and I’ll fuck you into the mattress.”

“There is no fucking court in the world that would hold me to that promise.”

“Are you the kind to go back on your word?”

I let out a hiss of frustration. The empty ache inside me was getting worse and worse. I knew what he was doing. I was horny, not incapacitated. He knew I wasn’t the type to make empty promises. Just like I always carried through on my threats. I needed him to lose control again. To distract him.

“Paint my insides, Daddy. Grab onto my hips hard enough to bruise and breed me.”

Alexei pressed his cock to my hole, his hands gripping just how I’d asked, but that grip was holding us apart. “You talk so pretty, baby, but you know what you have to say to get what you want.”

Warmth encased my back as he leaned forward over me, pressing soft kisses to my neck. Another moan left me as I tilted my head to give him better access. His teeth closed gently over my mating gland as he rocked the head of his cock against my hole, and my moans turned to whimpers.

“Please, Alexei. Just take me. Own me. I’ll stay, okay?”

“You swear? No running away when you freak out in the morning?”

Dammit. My heat was always most intense before it broke, and Alexei must have realised. Either that, or it had just been so long that he knew it must be ending soon. He’d timed his manipulation perfectly.

“I fucking swear. Now, could you please put your fat cock inside me and put us both out of our misery⁠—”

My words cut off as the air whooshed from my lungs, Alexei surging inside me in one hard thrust before setting up a punishing rhythm.

“Fuck yes. Take it, baby. Take your Alpha’s cock. Going to knot you and keep you. Going to tie you to the bed and wrap my arms around you. Feed you and breed you. Give you everything you’ve ever wanted and all the things you’ve been too afraid to need. Make every dream come true and never let you go. Going to fuck you into the mattress and then dress you up all pretty so I can watch you manage my clients and my enemies like a fucking boss with my cum still dripping from your hole. You. Are. Mine.”

His words were even more intoxicating than the cock battering at my prostate. Tears pricked at my eyes, and my scream echoed off the walls as I threw my head back and came harder than I ever had before. Animal satisfaction filled me as his roar of satisfaction sounded just as loud. The swelling of his knot against my already hyper-sensitive and swollen gland tipped me over the edge, and white light flashed across my vision as I succumbed to blessed unconsciousness and endless pleasure.

The last sound I processed was the repeated chant of his words whispered in my ear as his hips thrust in aborted thrusts as he was locked inside me—Mine.