Page 75 of Property of Legend

His palm lands on my ass, hot and sharp.The sting races through me straight to my pussy.

Another smack.

And then he’s pressing into me, like a storm breaking loose, hard and sure, pinning me to the moment with nothing but his dick and heat.I hear the scrape of leather as he drags his belt loose one-handed, fast like he’s done it a thousand times.

Then his mouth finds my ear, and the filth he whispers makes my knees go weak.

“Complain I’m too gentle?This dick is gonna wreck that tiny cunt of yours this time, Sophie.I hope you’re good and ready.”

I bite my lip and try to reason with him.“I didn’t mean all that.”

“Too fuckin’ late.You got no idea how long I’ve thought about this,” he rasps.“How many nights I laid awake in that damn bunk, fists still bloody from takin’ out some bastard, just thinkin’ about you.Sophie Fuckin’ Montgomery.Tying you down, and havin’ my fuckin’ way.”

I gasp at his words as his erection presses against me, slow and deliberate.

“Wantin’ you,” he growls.“Hatin’ myself for it.Couldn’t sleep.Couldn’t stop jackin’ off to thought of comin’ in your pretty hair.Makin’ you a mess.”

His hand fists in my hair, tilting my head so his lips brush just under my jaw.

“I’d have crawled through hell for just a taste of you.Now, I’ve tasted your pussy, and I want it even more.”

Every filthy, aching word sears itself into me, and I realize, this isn’t just lust.It’s obsession.It’s all those years of holding back cracking all at once, again.

And I want every shattered piece of it.

“Goddamn you,” he groans, dragging his hand down between my thighs.He shoves two rough fingers up in me.“You were made to be mine, weren’t you?”

I whimper, rocking against his hand.“Born for it.”

That’s all it takes.

He spins me, lifts me, and throws me on the bed like a rag doll.His mouth is on me, everywhere, neck, breasts, stomach, his beard scraping, teeth nipping, hands claiming every inch.

I can’t do a thing with my hands behind my back but take it.

“You run your mouth like a queen, but you’re gonna take me like my property.You understand?”He barks as he heaves off my boots one by one.My pants land in the floor next.

I nod, dizzy.“Yes, sir.”

His eyes go black at that.

Spreading my thighs, he enters me in one powerful thrust.Nothin’ like last time when I still saw stars.

Now, I see fuckin’ whole galaxies.

There’s nothing soft here.No gentle build-up.Just raw, rough, possessive heat.He takes me like he’s trying to brand himself into my bones.Each thrust is a vow, each growl a promise.

Taking it like a champ, I dig my nails into his broad back and bite his shoulder for good measure.

“You still think I’m soft?”he pants.

I shake my head, half-laughing, half-crying.“You’re a Legend.”

“And you,” he says, voice ragged.“Are the only thing that’s ever made me believe I could come out clean on the other side.”

When I come, it’s like lightning, bright, sharp, and seemingly endless.

I don’t have time to recover.

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