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She shouldn’t be. I shouldn’t be either. Shouldn’t even be entertaining this idea.

Lilith is good. I’m one of the worst.

But I can’t stay away from something like this.

From fate.

So I don’t. I slap and rub her clit over and over while my cock pulses against the walls of her tight sex.

This entire time, she doesn’t ask me to hold back, to go softer.

My little devil is into pain, every sting further heightening her pleasure. She murmurspleaseandmoreandI want youover and over.

And the sounds she’s making. Her pussy that soaks me.

This—she—will always be mine.

Then the world tilts on its axis when her walls clamp on my cock.

“Oh my God.” Her voice is nothing but a whisper. As if she’s stunned. As if this building orgasm will be nothing like the ones that came before. Fuck, I hope so. “Alaric.”

“I’m right here.” I let go of her hip to cover her mouth. My lips find her ear, and I whisper, “You’re going to come for me, then you’re going to take my cock. My cum. The babies I fuck into you, you’ll take them too. There’s no me or you anymore. Only us.”

“Mmm!” she screams into my palm as her climax takes over her.

She screams louder when I thrust my cock as deep as it’ll go, bottoming out.

“Shh, it’s okay. I’m going to make it better.” I’m doing my best to comfort her with my fingers drawing slow circles over her clit. “It’ll feel like too much at first. But when I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for more. It’s a promise.”

She hums, just once. Ayes. A filthy, breathy invitation to take her.

I don’t waste a second. Don’t—can’t—hold back as I drive into her.

Wanting someone like this is maddening. A sickness. One I’d never want cured, even if it eats me alive.

“That’s it,” I murmur when I feel her meeting me thrust for thrust. “You feel so good, grinding into me. Letting me fuck you like that.”

“Mmm.” Her mouth opens against my palm, her tongue darting out to lick me.

“Dirty girl.” My voice is strained. There’s something about this moment, about Lilith, that hijacks my sanity. The world is brighter. More right. “You need me to do what? Go harder? Make it hurt? Is that what you want? To be so sore tomorrow that every time you move, you think of my cock slamming into you?”

Her pussy tightens around me again, and there she is, about to give me another explosive orgasm.

“I’m going to come. With you.” Every time our bodies slap together, she clenches around me. “Let go, baby. Milk my cock. I fucking need it.”

That sends her over the edge. As she clamps down on my cock, she rises onto her tiptoes, groaning into my hand. That tight grip, and the fact that it’s her I’m driving into, makes me come right along with her.

My teeth latch onto her shoulder to silence the feral groan tearing out of me.

Thrust after thrust, and I’m still not empty.

It takes long, hard thrusts for my balls to release every drop of my seed into her.

“Such a good girl, Lilith.” Slowing my breathing, I pull out and kneel behind her.

My lips find her skin, kissing the backs of her thighs and the swell of her ass. I groan at the sweet taste of her, then slide her jeans up, zip them, and button them.

I stand back up, my hand going to my boxers. I’m about to tuck myself in…