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Fuck, she’s so beautiful when she submits to me.

Once her hands are fisted in the pillows, I drag my body down hers, licking and sucking at the soft skin of her throat, her breasts, her hips, until she’s writhing beneath me like I’ve been tormenting her for hours.

My little flame is a little too receptive to me, it seems.

“What are your rules, Ember?”

“I’m not allowed to come without permission,” she breathes.

“And?”

“I need to do everything you tell me without hesitation.”

“Good girl.”

A shiver of desire moves through her, and I don’t bother hiding the smirk that tugs at my lips. I fucking love how she responds to those words on my lips.

I press gentle kisses along her upper thighs, not following a set path. Sometimes, so close to her pussy I can almost taste her, and other times nowhere near where either of us want me.

“Has anyone ever eaten your pretty cunt, Ember?”

“No,” she whispers. “No one but you and me has ever made me come.”

I chuckle. “Sadly, that wouldn’t surprise me even if you’d had multiple partners between these silky thighs.” But I’m fucking glad no one was here before me, because they’d probably have to die.

As it is, I’m pretty sure there are men that will be on my hit list for feeling her lips around their tiny cocks before me, but alas, that’s a problem for another day.

“Orion,” Ember moans. “Please, I need you.”

I blow softly against her aching core, and her hips lift from the mattress. Ideally, I’d like to tie her up for this, but right now that’s the worst thing I could do. I need her to see just how badly she wants to do as I say, including when I tell her she’s staying with me forever.

“Mmm, I’m sure you do. I’m sure you’re aching so badly. But the thing is, you promised you wouldn’t run from me. Remember? You were so close to the edge, mindless with the pleasure I was giving you. And you swore you wouldn’t run from me. But what did you do?”

“I ran,” she whispers.

I nod, swiping my tongue along the juncture of her thigh and pussy. “Indeed, you did. Multiple times, in fact. This morningyou were putting distance between us, and then again tonight, sneaking out while I slept.” I shake my head disapprovingly. “But here’s the thing, Little Flame. I have no intention of letting you go. Ever.”

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

EMBER

Part of me wants to believe he’s being dramatic by saying he wants to keep me forever, but there’s something in the way he stares up at me that tells me he’s dead serious. That scares me just as much as it has my heart fluttering in my chest at the idea of someone wanting me for me.

Not because of who my brother is.

Not because of who my boss is.

Not because I’m pretending to be something I’m not.

Orion has seen the real me from day one, and he’s never faltered. He’s seen me at my worst. He’s seen my scars. He’s seen what a complete fucking disaster my life is, and he hasn’t blinked.

I can’t quite understand why he hasn’t run for the hills, but I probably shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth, especially when I don’t have anywhere else to go.

“I think a little punishment will get that through your head. What do you think, Ember?”

“Punishment?” My voice shakes under the weight of the word. The last punishment I received was from one of my foster parents when I was five. They were big on only providing one meal a day, and I missed it because I was sick. I snuck into thekitchen in the middle of the night and took a piece of bread. It was the end piece that no one ever eats, and I remember how loudly my stomach grumbled when I got it in my hand.

I only got one bite before my foster mother found me.

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