“I love you so fucking much,” she whimpers.
“I love you too. More than anything. Now…” I quickly strip myself of the rest of my clothes. My cock springs free, hard and throbbing, precum beading at the tip. She eyes it hungrily, licking her lips.
“Suck me,” I command, climbing onto the bed and kneeling over her.
She takes me into her mouth eagerly, her lips wrapping around my shaft, her tongue swirling the head.
I groan, threading my fingers through her hair, guiding her deeper. She bobs, hollowing her cheeks, taking me to the back of her throat. The sight of her like this—my cock disappearing between her plump, pink lips—drives me wild.
But I won't let myself go either. Not yet.
I pull out just as the pressure builds, leaving us both denied.
“On your hands and knees,” I order.
She obeys, ass up, pussy glistening and exposed. I position myself behind her, rubbing my cock along her slit, coating myself in her wetness.
“This cunt is mine today, Ellie. No one else fills it. Not Dominic. Not Beckett. Not Landon or Ryker. Only me.”
I push in slowly, inch by inch, savoring her tight heat gripping me. She wiggles her hips with an impatient grunt, wanting more, but I hold her still, buried deep without moving.
I stay like that, letting her feel me pulse inside her, my hands roaming her back, squeezing her ass. She's panting, clenching around me, desperate for friction.
“Please, fuck me,” she pleads.
I can never deny her. Never. I’m hers to do with as she commands. Her monster. Her beast. Her psychopath. Her darkness.
I start thrusting, shallow at first, then harder, slamming into her. The slapping of skin echoes, her moans turning to cries. I reach around, fingers on her clit, rubbing in time with my hips.
She's close again—I can tell by the way she tightens, her body shaking.
I slow, almost stopping, drawing it out.
“Not yet. Hold it for me,” I growl. I pull out entirely, flipping her onto her back. I want to see her face, watch every expression as I edge her senseless.
Straddling her chest, I feed my cock back into her mouth, fucking her throat gently while pinching her nipples. She gags a little, eyes watering, but she takes it. I think she loves being used by me almost as much as I do by her.
After a few thrusts, I slide down, aligning with her entrance again. This time, I enter her in one smooth stroke, and her legs wrap around my waist instinctively.
I pound into her, relentless, my mouth claiming hers in a bruising kiss.
“Mine,” I murmur between thrusts. “Forever mine.”
Her nails dig into my shoulders, her pussy fluttering wildly. I feel her teetering on the brink and slow to a grind, circling my hips to hit her deep without letting her tip over.
“Zane, I can't— Please let me come,” she whimpers.
I shake my head, sweat dripping down my back. “One more time, Ellie. Myprincesa.Show me how much you need me.”
I build her up again, thrusting faster, fingers rubbing her clit furiously. She's a mess, babbling my name, body arching off the bed.
I stop once more, hovering on the edge myself now, cock twitching inside her. The denial is torture for me, too, but it's worth it to see her break for me. Finally, after the third edge, I can't hold back. “Come now, Ellie. Come on my cock—it's all for you. Only ever for you.”
She shatters, screaming my name, pussy convulsing around me in waves. The sight, the feel, pushes me over.
I thrust deep, spilling into her, growling possessively as I fill her up.
“Mine…all mine.”