Page 25 of Phoenix

She moaned, her eyes fluttering shut, and I leaned down, biting the side of her throat.

“Gonna fuck you until you forget your own name. The only one I want on your tongue is mine.”

I didn’t wait.

I shoved my jeans down just enough to free my cock and lined up at her entrance, still holding her on the desk with one arm while I pushed inside with a deep, brutal thrust. A groan tore from my throat at how tight and perfect she felt.

Her walls clamped around me, and she moaned, her fingers gripping the desk edge as though her life depended on it.

“This is mine,” I growled. “No one else gets to touch you. No one else ever will.”

She cried out, and I swallowed the sound with a kiss as I pushed her down until she was lying on her back.

I set a hard, punishing rhythm, every slap of skin against skin echoing in the room. Her whimpers turned to cries as I drove into her. Every stroke was rough. Possessive. I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, my hips pounding into hers as the desk creaked beneath us.

“You like this?” I ground out. “My claimin’ you like this while you’re still arguing with me?”

She nodded, and her lips parted, but she was too breathless to speak.

“That’s right. I own this pussy,” I rasped, voice ragged. “And you’re gonna take every inch. I’m gonna stuff you full of my come until you’re bred. You were fucking made to carry my babies.”

I reached between us and rubbed her clit, hard and fast. She came with a broken cry, her body clenching around me, and I rammed into her twice more before I buried myself so deep the tip of my cock was touching her cervix. Then I followed her over the edge with a guttural growl, emptying inside her in thick, pulsing bursts while holding her tight.

We were both shaking when I finally pulled back. Her skin glowed, her cheeks flushed, and her breaths came in fast, shallow gasps as I slowly eased out then pulled her against my chest.

“Still want to come with me tomorrow?” I murmured, brushing a kiss to her temple.

She huffed out a weak laugh. “Maybe after I can walk again.”

I grinned and kissed her softly. “That’s my girl.”

Her legs wobbled as I helped her off the desk, then she blinked up at me, her eyes still glazed and her skin flushed pink.

“So, you’re not still mad at me?” she asked in a hoarse voice.

I smirked as I pulled off my shirt and slid it over her head before scooping her into my arms. “Nah. I like your sass.”

Quickly, I carried her upstairs to our room.

I didn’t even make it to the bed before I was on her again.

The oversized T-shirt I’d dressed her in was yanked over her head and tossed aside in a flash, baring her flushed skin and those gorgeous curves that I would never get enough of. I dipped my head to her chest, and her nipples peaked the second my breath hit them. My cock throbbed at the sound of her little gasp when I bent down to suck one into my mouth.

I put my hand on her belly and pushed her until she fell down onto the edge of the bed, lying on her back. Then I dropped to my knees right there on the damn floor. Her thighs parted for me, her soaked little pussy practically begging for my mouth.

“Mine,” I growled, locking eyes with her as I pushed her knees as wide as they would go. “You understand me, baby?”

She nodded, her breaths coming in short, needy pants.

“Say it,” I demanded.

“Yours,” she whimpered.

“Damn straight,” I growled before burying my face between her legs like a man possessed. Licking, and sucking, and biting. I fucked her with my tongue until she was writhing and sobbing my name. I was relentless, driving her wild without pushing her over the edge. When she bucked and wiggled, trying to escape the overwhelming pleasure, I held her hips down. Eventually, her legs started to shake, and I growled against her clit. Then I sucked it. Hard.

The way she screamed for me, begged me not to stop, made my blood run hot, and I nearly came right then. The sounds of her pleasure would play on repeat in my head until the day I died.

Finally, her shudders subsided, and I lifted off her. She was trembling, her body flushed and exhausted—but she still looked at me with need.

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