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“Fucking love it when you call me that.” He grinds into me again and again, and a new kind of pressure builds as he loops his arm around my body to pet me between my legs as he continues to grind. I can’t help it—I spread my legs. I want more.I need more.“That’s it, baby. Spread those legs for me, feel the way I touch you.” His hands work me expertly and something thickens in his voice. “Only me.” He leans down and I suck in air as he nips my ass. “Forever, Sunshine. Mine.”
I don’t have time to reply before he thrusts his fingers deep inside me, fucking me with two digits from behind as he plays with my clit from the front with his other hand. I’m a mess of limbs and pleasure in the palm of his hands. And even though I’m full of him, and he’s pumping me to a rhythm that some might call violent, I still feel empty.
What is this?
“Kane,” I moan, and it sounds so close to a plea that I feel a flush of defeat in my cheeks. Thankfully, myhusbanddoesn’t take it as such, because the pumping rhythm of his expert fingers inside me becomes much, much more intense. So intense, I’m clawing at the belt now, my body tightening to an all new kind of tight as muscles coil and ripple under my flesh, my core tensing around his fingers.
I’m right there, my lips parting as my body readies for the release Isoneed—and then he pulls out. Again.
The scream of pleasure on my lips morphs into a scream of frustration as I angle my ass back toward his retreating hand.
“What the hell are you doing?” I demand, my body falling flat to the mattress in defeat as he pushes off the bed. With my head turned toward him, my bound wrists still high above my head on the bed, I have an unimpeded view as he grips the back of his shirt and tugs it over his head, exposing man and muscle and ink.
My eyes drop to the V that dips into the band of loose, unbelted jeans. That’s when I notice the wet mark over his bulge—my wet mark.
My cheeks flame.
He marks it, a slow smirk spreading those devilish lips.
He palms his erection through his jeans—palms the wet I left there.
“Feeling a little frustrated, Sunshine?” he asks, sounding indifferent. I know he can’t possibly be by the size of his erection, but it still has my feathers in a ruffle.
I don’t give him a reply, sniffing, incensed, instead.
He laughs, the sound a lovely dark I know I’ll crave for the rest of my life.
His zipper drops.
Goosebumps scatter across my flesh.
Tiny hairs rise like pinpricks along my spine.
His jeans drop.
The emptiness inside my core expands, the pain of it hovering on excruciating.
My breaths come in faster, those needled bumps of awareness along my spine rising still as he trails a guitar calloused finger down the length and my spine arches like a cat, seeking more.
My heart is an erratic drumbeat in my chest.
I might die.
Any second could really be my last if this man doesn’t stop toying with me.
“Kane,” I rasp.
He grips a chunk of my hair, wrapping it around his fist like a rein, tugging so I’m forced to connect my eyes with Siberian frost. “Husband.”
“Husband.” The word leaves on a shuddering breath and the frost in his eyes spears outward likedagger points sure to flay me. Even if I weren’t bound, I’m not sure I’d find the will to fight.
“Say you’re mine, Nevaeh,” he commands, lining his tip with my entrance and pressing in just enough to tease me.
I’m so hungry for him, so wet, in the silence I can hear the erotic sounds of his body entering mine. He’s so big, and yet I stretch around him eagerly, spreading my legs wider as he presses his forearm along the length of my spine, forcing my chest into the bed even as he maintains that deliciously unrelenting grip on my hair.
“Don’t make me ask you again.” He delivers his warning with another inch of his hard cock.
I moan into the sheets. “Yours. I’m yours.”
