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Holy fudging shi…
Apparently, ‘possessive psychopath’ was my love language. I shouted in surprise as my back arched and what felt like a bucket load of cum shot out of me, coating both our chests.
Xander blessedly slowed his pace while I recovered, kissing my neck and rubbing himself through the mess I’d made. “Fuck, you’re so pretty when you come for me.”
I wasstillcoming, but I somehow spoke. “Xan… that was…”
“Shhh, baby.” He gave me a nip on my earlobe, chuckling against my neck. “We’re not done yet.”
Oh, sugar.
Straightening to stand, he grabbed my legs to anchor himself before starting up again, his skin slapping against mine when he resumed his punishing rhythm. I moaned and writhed, nearly losing my mind every time he thrust, desperately clutching the sheets to hold on. Every nerve in my body felt unstable—as if I were nothing but a live wire looking for a conduit.
As if this man was the only thing that could ground me.
“Xan!” I gasped as another orgasm started thundering down my spine. “I think I’m gonna…”
“Mmm, my sweet, perfect little cumslut,” he effortlessly praised, his hooded gaze calmly locked on mine while I lost the plot beneath him. “So fucking tight and so good at milking my cock. Such a good,goodboy.”
I couldn’t even make a sound—could barely breathe—as I came again, convulsing so violently, I thought I might buck Xander right off. He simply growled in approval, increasing his pace to near-inhuman speed as he found his own release with a groan a moment later.
The sensation of his cum filling my ass made my dick release one last valiant spurt. For a moment, I wondered how I’d survive if he wanted to go another round, but he seemed happy to gaze down at me, lazily pumping in and out while my ragged breathing returned to normal.
I wanted to ask if he meant what he said about me belonging to him—how he would kill anyone who tried to come between us.
I hope he meant it.
Not wanting to ruin the moment with questions, I was content to simply drink in the sight of him in return—gloriously naked and glistening with sweat as he finally pulled out of me.
I hope he knows I would do the same for him.
A grunt escaped me as his cum leaked out, but he simply smirked and pushed it back inside me, claiming me all over again.
“All mine.” His serious gaze snapped to my face with an intensity that suggested he meant every word.
“Yours. Always,” I replied, meaning every word in return.
CHAPTER23
XANDER
When I dropped Butch off at the Enterprises building on Monday morning, I assumed I would pick him up at the end of the day. As far as I was concerned, there was no reason for him to return to his condo after work. He had everything he needed here, and I didn’t want to be apart from him any more than was necessary.
It makes perfect sense to me.
So when he texted me in the afternoon to say he’d be working late and that it made more sense for him to sleep at home since it was closer, I was puzzled.
It didn’t surprise me that Solomon Biggs would do the corporate boss dick move of enforcing longer hours to ‘punish’ an employee for taking time off. However, Butchknewhe was welcome at my apartment no matter how late—and had claimed being away from me physically hurt. I didn’t understand why he’d choose to torture himself.
Especially when that’smyjob.
He still called me as soon as he returned to his condo that night, which immediately eased the irritating ache I’d been battling all day. It sounded like he was in a goddamn wind tunnel—making it difficult to hear—but he said he was just out on his balcony for some air.
“I have to go out of town for a few days,” he shouted over the wind. “But I should be back by the weekend.” When I was too bereft to answer immediately, he added, “I miss you, Xan, and… I’m sorry.”
Gritting my teeth against the dull throb already building in my skull, I somehow maturely replied, “I miss you too, baby, and I understand.”
What Iwantedto say was that he had no business being away from me for days at a time. That he needed to tell Biggs to eat a dick, put in his two-week notice, and get used to his new life as my trophy husband.
