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His partner.
His means to chase away the darkness.
Because he is those things for me as well.
This man is mine and I’m his. It’s just that simple.
CHAPTER 10
REBEL
Tyler places me on my bed gently and then covers my body with his own. His large frame takes up all my vision, not that I want to see anything other than him. Not right now. Not when he needs me.
I wrap my arm around his neck and pull him down to me, loving the feeling of being caged in by him. I kiss him softly, letting the desire between us build slowly and it does fucking build. When we pull apart, we’re both panting for breath, a sense of desperation on the edges of our consciousness.
“Rebel,” he growls and all I can do is submit to him in this moment. “Tonight,” his voice reverberates around us, “I’m putting my baby in you.”
My pussy fucking gushes at the thought, my nipples becoming hard peaks begging for his mouth. This man is dangerous, and I am here for it. Completely. Without question.
“Did your pussy just get wetter for me?” There’s a knowing glint in his eyes and I swear his chest puffs up with masculine pride.
“Yes,” I moan and arch up into him, needing to feel his skin against my own.
“You want me to fill you with my cum and plant my baby in your womb,” he doesn’t phrase it like a question.
Because it isn’t.
“Please, Tyler,” I beg.
After the night he’s had, I’m expecting him to thrust into me hard and fast, but he doesn’t. He pushes inside of me slowly, one fucking millimeter at a time and it drives me fucking wild. My nails dig into his back, trying to urge him on. By the way he clenches his jaw, he will not be rushed.
Not that I can blame him because this is the sweetest torture I’ve ever experienced. I’m moaning and wiggling my hips by the time he’s fully inside of me, the delicious stretch enough to have my eyes rolling back in my head. Then he swivels his hips and I’m already teetering right on the edge.
“Hellcat,” he whispers and my eyes snap open to meet his. “There you are. Good girl,” he praises, and my thighs start to tremble.
I love his praise. It’s not just his words though. He praises me in the way he looks at me, always watching and assessing, always keeping me safe. He praises me in the way he touches me, gentle hands and caresses like fire licking across my skin. He praises me by trusting me with his past and letting me dance with his demons.
His love is the ultimate praise and I soak it up as he starts to move.
I feel every glide resonate through my body. He pulls out until only the head of his cock remains. He slides deep until I’m so full of him that it feels like we’re one.
Over and over.
Again, and again.
He takes me with beauty and light.
“And I love you,” I moan, my legs wrapping around his waist squeezing him tighter, needing more to take me to the edge and push me over.
“And I love you,” he grits out through his teeth.
I can see the strain going slow is causing him. I can see how much he wants to let loose. I squeeze my walls around his length, urging him, teasing him.
The next time he fills me, there’s more force behind his movements and I revel in it. What was measured and sweet becomes hungry and needy. Every breath. Every thrust.
We become lost in each other, needing more, and giving each other everything we desire. I move my hips to meet him, the sound of our bodies coming together filling the room in a rhythm only we understand.
“Need you to give me your baby,” my words are broken with panting moans and whimpered pleas.
