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If she had said no, I would’ve died right here from a massive case of blue balls.

Lining my cock with her opening, I thrust forward. Something in my chest shatters, or maybe it’s everything in my life finally sliding into place.

I grunt as I work my full length into her small hole. Even after an orgasm and all her cum, she’s still tight as hell. Her hands fly to my ass and urge me inside her, so I slam home in one forceful drive.

The sting of the skin on my shoulder lets me know I’ve torn a stitch or two, but my affliction is easily ignored.

A garbled shout comes from Spencer as she adjusts to the fullness of my dick in her pussy. Her nails dig into my flesh, no doubt leaving behind crescent-shaped marks.

The stretch of her muscles around my shaft has me seeing stars. Her warm slick channel is enough to make any man go mad. The veins in my neck pop out as I attempt to reign in my control.

One time tonight isn’t going to be enough.

Through clenched teeth, I inform her, “I’m not going to be able to be gentle, Princess. This is going to be rough and raw.”

Her voice is gravelly. “I don’t want gentle. I want you just as you are—rough, wild, intense. I want it all.”

Blood trickles down my arm as I reach for her hand and bring it to my mouth, kissing her palm sweetly. Red marks her hand where I touched her.

Then I abruptly pull my hips back, retreating from her warmth, and thrust forward. Her hands wrap around me to my back as I piston my hips in and out of her pussy. She claws at my back, leaving behind more of her marks.

I revel in the pain she gives me. I know I’m giving her just as much as I brutally make my cunt mine.

Grasping her knees, I bring them to her chest and sit back. I shove my dick inside her again, the new angle brings us both a new level of bliss.

“You feel so good, Princess.”

She reaches for me but only grasps onto my arms. Her chest heaves up and down as her breaths increase in tempo.

“Are you gonna come for me, right here in your bedroom, Princess? When someone could walk in the door any second and see how beautifully you take my cock.”

Drops of crimson fall to her chest. I swirl my finger in them and paint my name across her chest, marking her as mine.

Her eyes follow the motions, and her inner muscles once again begin to spasm around me, letting me know she’s close. So very close.

“Shit, shit, shit,” she mutters.

I snake my hand between our bodies and flick her bundle of nerves—the blood on my fingertips makes the action even more deft. She screams her release as I find my own. Spencer’s pussy milks my cock empty of every drop of cum. The buzzing in myears subsides, and with one last squeeze of my cock, Spencer’s body relaxes beneath mine.

My arms give out, but I catch myself on my elbows so as not to crush her. My shaft hardens again as I look down at the mess I made of her. She smiles up at me, sated and happy, with an afterglow of two orgasms.

I’m not sure how long she’ll be smiling like that when I start up round two.

CHAPTER 12

SPENCER

We lay in a sated heap on the mess of blankets and pillows. My head rests on Asher’s stomach while Rio and Zane cuddle each other behind me. They strolled in with our bags and smug, knowing looks on their faces after Asher finished cleaning me up from our few bouts of lovemaking. The comments Rio made about usfinally being donewere followed byumphsfrom Asher punching him in the gut.

That’s right—bouts. Plural. As in, more than once!

But they said nothing and just helped Asher clean up the mess we made, replacing the ruined blankets and pillows with fresh ones.

Yes, I know I have an abnormal number of blankets. It is what it is.

Asher dressed in the bare minimum, while Zane and Rio stripped down to make themselves comfortable. Rio, Zane, and I all but held Asher down and made him put his sling back on after Zane fixed Asher’s stitches. I’m not sure where he got the suture kit, but they won’t catch me complaining.

I slipped on the only shirt within reach and the glee that took over Rio’s face told me all I needed to know.