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I don’t know what to do once I’m here, and I start fumbling with the buckle, not thinking even two steps ahead to what I’ll do once I release it.

As soon as it pops free, his mouth stops moving, and I’m lifted into the air, losing the progress I was making.

It’s only a few steps to his room where he drops me on the bed softly, staring ravenously at my almost naked body. His eyes roam over me, and he looks like he’s struggling with where to start before he reaches for my blue panties, continuing from where he was interrupted earlier.

He drags them down my legs until I’m completely nude and frighteningly exposed, but I’m not worried, not with him. He makes me feel beautiful and safe, and more confident than I’ve ever been in my life.

“Spread your knees,” his gravelly voice demands.

I shake my head. “Take your shirt off first.”

He rips it up and over his head, dropping the blood-stained fabric on the floor as I take him in slowly. He’s larger with every breath he takes, radiating with strength and unbridled chaos, and I hope he gives me all of it.

“Now, your pants.”

He shakes his head no this time, and I frown. “If I take my pants off, I won’t be able to stop. Pants stay on.”

“I don’t want you to stop.”

“Darlin’, I don’t want to either, but you know how I feel. You can’t sway me on this one.”

My frown deepens, but he’s too focused on my lower half to notice.

“Spread your knees for me, baby.”

Like a voice-activated entry, my legs open at his command, baring myself to him completely.

“I knew your sweet pussy would be fucking perfect.”

His words make me clench. I’ve never heard anyone talk dirty in real life.

Chapter Forty-Two

Lochlan

Of all the places I’ve been in my life, on my knees in front of this woman is absolutely where I belong. I’ve never felt like a slave to pussy, but I’d willingly shackle myself to her.

“I’m going to touch you now, darlin’,” I warn her. “Try to relax.”

I know she’s never done this before, and I want her to be totally aware of what’s happening. I want her to enjoy her first time.

“Tell me what you like.” I kiss the spot above her clit. “Tell me when it feels good.”

“How will I know?” She’s nervous, I can hear it in her voice.

“You’ll know, baby.” I kiss her clit and she gasps. She doesn’t have to say a word to tell me exactly what I need to hear.

I take my time, kissing her, giving her warm, open-mouthed kisses down her center until I swipe my tongue into her sweetness and she cries out. I do it again, earning another gasp and I’m fucking gone.

Hearing her reactions spurs something in me that I can’t control, and I bury my face against her as my tongueconsumes her. I reach her clit again, sucking it into my mouth more roughly than I should and she screams in ecstasy, sending even more blood rushing to my cock.

I’m in so much fucking pain but I don’t care. I’ll endure it all for her.

“Mmorre,” she stutters out, and I reward her, sucking her clit again and moving it back and forth between my lips. “Oh, fuck, Lochlan!”

“You’re doing so good, baby. I’m going to put my fingers inside of you.” Her head flops to the side, and I sense her need to hold on to something. “Grab my hair. Push me away if it’s too much.”

Her fingers curl into the strands at the top of my head and she grips them painfully making my dick flex against my zipper.

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