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“God yes, take it. Take it just like that,” I gritted out between clenched teeth, trying like hell to hold off my orgasm. She was so fucking tight and so wet. Her pleasure dripped down my cock to my balls.
I felt her flutter around my length, her own orgasm teetering right there on the brink.
“Cum for me. Cum around my cock. Explode for me, you gorgeous thing,” I panted as my balls tightened against my body.
Within moments, after only a few thrusts more, she did just that. She exploded around me as her body lifted off the floor, up onto her toes, and her back arched impossibly further with the force of her orgasm.
I thrust twice more before I joined her there, my cock spurting into her tight heat until I had emptied myself. Still, I continued thrusting, prolonging our pleasure until I was soft and slid from her body.
I released her hands, both of us sliding down until we were nothing but a panting heap of two bodies on the floor. I lay out against the cool hardwood flooring, a smile plastered on my face of pure and utter bliss.
“That was incredible,” I panted out, unable to keep the smile off of my face. My mind was still racing as wildly as my heart was.
“I still don’t like you,” she scoffed, standing up from the floor and nearly stomping up the steps to the bedroom. The door slammed shut behind her.
On the one hand, that had been hot as hell. The last thing I had expected from my Zion wife. On the other hand, I had handled it all badly. Very badly.
CHAPTER4
GIDEON
The more I thought about the events of last night, the more I knew I had fucked up. I had fucked up royally, and I wasn’t sure what to do about it. I had fucked her. Not just fucked her, but I had dominated her, without fucking consent. A complete, asshole, amateur move. I knew better. We had both cleaned up, and she had gone off to bed, still pissed, but at least speaking to me this time. She had at least left the door unlocked this time, but I didn’t have the balls to go in after her. Instead, like a complete coward, I had stalked off to my boat. Just as she had predicted. Well, she hadn’t predicted that, exactly, but nonetheless, here I was, leaving.
So, there I sat, pacing the deck of my boat, wondering how the hell I was going to fix this fuckup and salvage this whole mess. I pulled my cell from my pocket, scrolling through my brothers’ contacts, trying to decide which one of them to call. Levi would be the most logical. Ollie would probably just laugh at me. I didn’t want to bother Zeke with this. He had enough on his plate with everything Talia was going through. And Malachi — well, he was Malachi.
I decided to risk it and hit Ollie’s number, deciding that while I would likely get laughed at, he was the easiest of the four of them to talk to about this.
“Hey, bro. How’s newlywed life treating you?” Ollie’s voice rang out on the other end.
“Utter shit, man. Utter fucking shit,” I groaned.
“You’ve been married, what? Forty-eight hours now? Yeah, that sounds about right,” he chuckled.
“Shut the fuck up,” I sassed.
“Hey, you’re the one who called me,” he argued through his laughter.
“Well, you don’t have to be a dick about it,” I whined.
“Have you met me? Yes, in fact, I do.”
“Are you going to be my big brother and help me or not?” I shot back.
“Okay, okay. I’ll stop. What’s the problem? Troubles getting it up? They have little blue pills for that, you know. I know a guy who could hook you up if —”
“You know what, I’m just going to call Levi,” I grumbled.
“Okay, I’ll stop. For reals this time,” he laughed. “What’s the problem?”
“I dominated her,” I admitted with much chagrin.
“Yeah, buddy! It’s incredible, isn’t it? That’s four for four! These Zion women are kinky and they didn’t even know it!” he congratulated me.
“No, no. Ollie. I dominated her without consent,” I corrected him. There was stunned silence on the other end of the phone.
“You did what?!” he exclaimed.
“I dominated her without her consent,” I repeated, remorse tinged in my voice.
