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Next is my belt. The slide of the leather through the loops is silent, lethal.

She flinches at the sound. I smirk.

My pants are next. I pop the button. Lower the zipper. My cock is flushed, heavy, and leaking.

She gasps when she sees it.

I stroke once.Slowly. Just enough to coat it in precome. Just enough to taunt her.

Then I step back in.

I press my cock between her thighs, let it drag through the soaked, swollen outline of her cunt.

Once. Twice.

Each pass earns a little moan. A little shake. A littlegive.

She tries to rock back, desperate for relief, and I lean in closer, my chest brushing her back.

“If you want it,” I murmur at her ear, my voice rough, full of the weeks - no,monthsof hunger I’ve held back, “say it.”

She hisses through her teeth, all stubborn and proud, still pissed at me.

“I’m not begging you.”

A slow, feral grin spreads across my mouth.

God, I love her fight.

I drag the head of my cock through her slick again, smearing it over both of us, making her whimper.

“You let them fuck you,” I huff against her ear. “Fill you.Bondyou.”

Her breath catches. Her whole body stiffens in defiance.

“But it still didn’t take it away, did it?” I grind my cock against her clit, making her jolt, making herfeelevery swollen inch of me. “Still didn’t get rid ofme.”

Her hands fist against the wall. She shakes her head - angry, aching.

“No,” she snaps. “It didn’t.”

My fingers tighten on her hips. My teeth bare.

“Say it.”

She throws her head back, panting, furious, and beyond needy.

“I want it,” she growls. “Lucian - I,fuck,I want your knot.”

My vision whites out for a second.

Finally.

“Of course you do,” I rasp. My fist wraps around the base of my cock as I line up against her soaking entrance. “Because your body?” I rock against her again, teasing, threatening. “Your body was waiting for me.”

I bury myself inside her in one brutal, final thrust.

Her knees buckle instantly. Her hands slam against the wall, scrabbling for purchase as her whole body seizes around me. I hold still - sunk to the hilt, cock pulsing - letting her feel thestretch, theclaim, thefucking inevitabilityof it.

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