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engrossed in the sensations I gave her, or she didn’t care that I was a possessive bastard.

“Yes, Lucius.”

I lifted my head, her nipple coming free from the suction of my mouth with an audible pop. Her hands were in fists against the mattress, her body straining with the force of her need to get off. With my eyes open and my focus on her face, I circled her clit again, harder, faster, drawing out her pleasure and then removing my finger right before she went over the edge.

Watching her almost go over the edge then refusing to let her turned me on so fucking much.

“Please,” she begged. “I’m so close. So. Close.”

Fuck. Yeah.

I didn’t know if I could have held out much longer. Moving up to her mouth, I latched mine onto hers, stroking her body until she shook and cried out against my lips. I swallowed her cry of pleasure, feeling my own need to be buried inside her mounting to an uncomfortable level. I didn’t stop myself from acting like I had no control—because I couldn’t—and started pressing my hips against her. But it was no use. There was no denying there wasn’t a substitute for what I really wanted and needed.

And that was inside Elise.

When her body stopped shaking, her pleasure diminishing, I placed a hand on her inner thigh, feeling the delicate, warm flesh. I was harder than I’d ever been. Christ, she was gorgeous.

“I should wear a condom.” God, I don’t want to. I want her raw and bare, feel that connection between us that nothing would ever top.

She shook her head, her eyes wide, her lips parted. “I want you. I need to feel you.”

Holy fucking shit.

Everything in me was super amplified. “You’re sure, baby? You’re sure you want me like this?”

Please say you do. I need you like this too.

She nodded slowly. “I want you, Lucius. I need you now. I need you inside me.”

“I need you inside me.” Her words played over and over again in my head. I could have come from those words spilling from her lips alone.

Placing the tip of my cock at the entrance of her cunt, I just stared at the sight. My muscles were strung tight, my arousal so fucking fierce I could barely control myself. Her cheeks were flushed and her hairline damp from sweat. She was worked up for me.

She was primed.

I didn’t torment us any longer. I pushed into her, filling every succulent inch of her pussy with my thick cock, making her take all of it in one thrust. And although I knew she was mine already, in this moment, with her wet, tight heat surrounding me, there was no fucking doubt about it.

I was never letting her go.

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Elise

I was floating, reality leaving, the world spinning as I let Lucius take me to oblivion and beyond.

Oh. God.

I moaned, unable to stop myself, not even trying, not wanting to. I wanted Lucius to hear me, to know what he did to me, how he made me feel.

Lucius continued to thrust his massively huge dick into me, over and over again, knowing just what I needed. He’d be the only man to ever give me what I needed and wanted, what could sate me. All of my senses were heightened, everything in me tuned to what he did. I heard his breath sawing in and out of his lungs, felt it coast over my damp skin. I felt the coarse hairs on his legs moving against my inner thighs as he pounded into me.

I felt his sweat-slicked skin glide effortlessly against mine, his skin so hot, everything so erotic. God, I’d never felt so consumed… so filled before. I gripped him harder, tighter, pulled him closer, needing us as one.

And all the while, Lucius pistoned his thick cock into me, the slickness of my pussy making his movements fluid. The tip of his dick hit the very end of me, and I gasped as shockwaves traveled through my core.

“Jesus Christ, baby.” His voice was hoarse and guttural. He had his hands on my inner thighs, pushing them open even more, spreading me wider to make room for his massive body. And I took it all. I took all of him.

My vision wavered, and the tendrils of another orgasm threatening to take everything from me. And I’d never wanted to be so lost than I did in that moment. I gasped his name, begged Lucius for it harder and faster. I didn’t care if I