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Rhys’s hand comes back down to my ass and he parts my cheeks wide, exposing me to him. Even without turning around, I can feel his gaze laser focused on where his cock is pressing into me, the first inch of his head disappearing into my tight hole.

The stretch is unbelievable, the passage impossibly tight. If the groans and grunts coming from my husband are anything to go by, it feels the same for them.

Finally, the head pops through, providing some much-needed relief and bringing with it a new bite of deep pleasure.

“Good girl,” he praises, his voice sounding borderline manic. “That’s a very good girl.” His hands grip my hips and then he’s guiding me to push down on his length. I yelp as two more inches make their way inside me. “Come on, love. I want more. You can take all of me.”

The feeling of his cock parting my walls and burying itself deep inside my ass is indescribable. It’s dark and deviant and delicious all wrapped in one.

My hands on his thighs and his on my hips set the pace for his invasion until he’s completely and irrevocably buried nine inches inside me.

“There you go,” he praises. “Fuck, Silver, that feels so good.”

I fall back against his chest with a tortured moan and he holds me, his mouth finding my ear once more. “Your ass feels just as nice as your pussy. Just as hot, just as tight as this,” he growls, his fingers finding my entrance and driving in. I scream and buck off his chest, only managing to bury his cock deeper inside me. His arm wraps around the front of my shoulders and he pins me back against him. “All your holes belong to me now.”

And then he tilts his hips back and thrusts forward, spearing me with his cock.

I whimper loudly.

“Seven years I’ve thought about taking your ass. And now it’s mine.”

He drives into me over and over again until my body is limp against his and he’s doing whatever he wants to me. I’m so delirious, I can’t do anything but listen and feel my climax building.

“I’m going to fuck it every single chance I get,” he grunts. “You’re lucky I’m taking it easy on you tonight.” His thrusts are so brutal that my teeth clash together every time he bottoms inside me. “Because if youeversee your ex again, I’ll punish fuck your ass so hard you won’t be able to sit for another coffee catch up with him without feeling me nine inches deep in your asshole.”

“Rhys!” I scream when his fingers pull out of my pussy and slap my clit.

“You’re going to come, love. You’re going to come with my cock deep in your ass and my fingers torturing your clit and when you’re done, you’re going to be a good little wife and you’re going to apologize to me.”

“For w-what?”

He wraps a hand around my throat and squeezes, then spanks my clit continuously with the other.

He bites my lobe sharply, grazing my ear with his teeth when he rasps, “For making me jealous.”

My climax builds from zero and then hits me like a category five hurricane. I come so loudly that I fear I wake up the entire neighborhood.

Rhys curses and dips his head. His teeth dig into my flesh and he bites my shoulder as he comes. His hips jerk as he shoots his cum deep into my ass.

He holds me like I’m the most precious thing in the world as we both catch our breaths. He lifts my hips gently and pulls out of me. I whimper and he lays me back down on his lip. I turn so that I’m snuggled into him and wrap my arms around his neck.

“I’m sorry,” I say, kissing his throat.

I can feel his cum leaking out of me and onto his lap. We’re making a mess, but I don’t care.

Neither does he.

A possessive rumble rolls up his chest as his arms tighten around me.

“You’re forgiven.”

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Chapter Fourteen

Phoenix

“Come on, Sixtine,push,” the doctor urges.

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