“I know, I know…” I can’t hold back. He fucks my puffy lips harder, faster and I cry out from the torturous pleasure-pain that flashes through me like a lightning bolt. Shallow breaths tear from my lips as I pant. “I’m cumming, Mason, Ohhh…” I arch off the couch and shatter into a million pieces as my core explodes and a rush of heat releases to wet his hard cock.

He keeps pumping his hips but slowing to a lazy pace as I float back into my body after that ridiculously mind-blowing orgasm.

He stands and does away with his pants and underwear before coming back to me on the couch.

“When I take you, I’m not holding any of myself back, angel. I’m going to cum in that tight sheath as your body grips my cock and I’m going to give you every last drop. Then I’m going to do it again and again. I want to see it drip down that beautiful body and leave a trail of white cream to coat that tiny asshole of yours. And that’s just the beginning. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Do I ever. Since he can’t read my mind, I nod and try to control the grin on my face. “Mason, I want this. I want you. I don’t know how else to show you or say it.”

“You don’t have to. I know you just met me, but it feels like I’ve known you for much, much longer.”

I forget to breathe for a moment at the power of his words and the emotion I see in his dark eyes and I know he means every last syllable.

I fist his cock and guide him to my virgin hole and I hold my breath as he pushes until the fat head sinks into me.

My body shivers and quakes and I can feel my tightness relax around his sizable cock head.

This feels so wrong, but then again righter than anything that has ever happened in my life.

“Promise me you’re going to do all those dirty things.”

“And more. So much more. Now relax, breathe, sweet angel of mine. I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name.”

CHAPTER 6

MASON

So perfect. So mine.

I push a little deeper and stop when I hit her wall of innocence. My muscles are trembling from the effort it’s taking not to sink into her and claim her fully, but I keep my self-control in check.

“Take me, Mason.”

“You’ve stolen—”

It takes me a moment to realize the flashing lights bouncing off the walls is not from the Christmas tree but from the front of my house. Sirens grow closer and tear me from the moment with my angel. I don’t care who is at my front gate—the guard should have let me know of the coming intrusion. Someone would be job hunting for the new year.

“Mason?”

Allison pulls away from me, and I can see the second realization breaks through her thoughts and I curse under my breath.

“Stay here,” I command as I pull away and quickly dress. Regret and shock play out over her expression as she pulls my robe over her beautiful, naked body. In the short time we’ve been together I’ve picked up on little gestures and have already learned how to read shifts in her mood.

I lean down and place a kiss on top of her head until she looks up at me. “I have a feeling I know who’s out there. I’m so sorry.” The fear in her voice jacks my anger up and sets me on edge.

“There’s nothing to be sorry for. I’ll be back in a moment.”

I close the library door behind me and hurry downstairs, buttoning my shirt. My butler is already there talking with two officers with a bewildered look on his face.

O’Bryan turns to me. “It’s all right, I’ll handle this. You can go back to bed.”

“What is this about, Shade?” I demand and I know it’s petty of me but I cross my arms and glower at him like he’s an unruly child getting caught with his hand in the proverbial cookie jar.

Two officers are standing in the entrance of my home and that weasel of a man has the nerve to use them like shields.

One is a rookie who can’t hold eye contact with me and the other a seasoned cop who’s been on the job long before his new partner was even conceived.

The older officer directs himself to me. “Mr. Savage, sorry to intrude on your evening, or early morning as it is. We’ve received a complaint you’re holding a young lady here against her will.”