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"Are you ready?" I ask, my voice low and commanding.
"Yes, Miles," she pants, her body quivering with need. "Please, fuck me."
Positioning myself behind her, the head of my cock nudging against her tight opening, with a slow, steady push, I enter her, both of us groaning at the exquisite sensation. Once I'm fully inside, I pause, allowing her to adjust to the intense fullness.
"God, Scarlet," I groan, my hands gripping her hips tightly. "You feel so fucking good."
"More," she begs, her voice strained. "Please, Miles, harder."
As I begin to thrust into her, her moans fill the lecture hall, the sound driving me wild with lust. The power I hold over her in this moment is intoxicating; the knowledge that she trusts me is completely overwhelming.
"Scarlet," I growl, my rhythm increasing. "You're mine. Say it."
"I'm yours, Miles," she cries softly, her words punctuated by an intense thrust. "I belong to you."
Hearing her submission pushes me to the edge, but I pound into her, taking her in my domain where anyone could walk in and see me with my dick in her ass.
But she doesn't care. She lives for it. She revels in it.
"Fuck, sweetheart, I love you," I rasp.
"Miles," she pants and dips her hand between her legs to rub her clit.
Letting her control her own orgasm, I concentrate on mine. Our breathing goes heavier, and the desire consumes us.
When she gasps out her release, I unload into her ass with a loud grunt, but something near the door catches my eyes.
Trilling.
He has watched us together, and I wonder why he did.
Scarlet hasn't noticed him, and he slips out quickly, but I don't tell her. I withdraw and put my cock away, helping her clean up before we return to the fundraiser and our quiet networking, where everyone appears to love Scarlet. That doesn't necessarily mean we can trust them, but it's a start.
ChapterFourteen
Scarlet
Dressed in workout gear, I stand in the center of the gym in Max’s house.Ourhouse. It still takes some getting used to. My heart pounds with anticipation as I ready myself for the challenges that lie ahead. Max, Tristan, Hugo, Miles, and Adam have devised a series of tests to help me hone my skills and prepare me to become the queen of Origin. Taking a deep breath, feeling the support of my lovers coursing through my veins, I smile.
“I’m ready.”
"Okay, Scarlet," Max says, taking charge as he always does. "We've got four main tests for you, each focusing on a different aspect of what it takes to be a leader in our world."
"First is physical stamina," Tristan chimes in, his muscular arms crossed over his chest. "You need to show us you can keep up with the demand of leading Origin."
"Intelligence is next," Miles adds, adjusting his glasses. "You'll have to solve a complex puzzle within a certain time frame."
"Then cunning," Hugo grins wickedly, his dark eyes sparkling with mischief. "We've set up a test where you must outsmart your opponents while navigating through a maze."
"Finally, seductive charm," Adam says, smirking as he runs a hand through his messy hair. "You'll need to use your irresistible allure to get close to a specific target without them realizing your true intentions."
I nod, determination burning within me because I want to become their queen, not just for myself but for them as well. They've put their faith in me, and I won't let them down.
"Let's do this," I say, clenching my fists and stepping forward.
"Good luck, Scarlet," they all say in unison, their voices fueling my resolve.
Moments later, I sprint on the treadmill, sweat dripping down my forehead and soaking my sports bra. My legs burn with each stride, but I push myself harder, knowing that my physical stamina is only a small test out of the collective. Adam stands beside me with a stopwatch, monitoring my progress, while Hugo adjusts the speed and incline of the machine.
