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He closed his eyes for a couple of seconds before opening them again. “Mmm… I love the way that sounds when you say that, Mia.”

“Please, Suldeargan,” I begged. “Please… Please fuck me…”

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, moving his cock away from my clit and pressing it against my entrance. “How can I refuse when you ask so nicely, little one?”

He started to push into me. I gasped as my body stretched around him. Less than an inch of him was inside and I already felt full. I think he knew that it would be a lot for me, so he went slow, making sure not to overwhelm me. Or, trying not to, anyway. It was certainly overwhelming, but it was worth it.

I moaned as he pushed all the way in. Well, as far in as I wanted him to go. He must have sensed that though, because he stopped there before pulling out and pushing back in.

“S-Suldeargan!” I cried as I arched my back. “Fuck!”

He grabbed my hips with one of his hands. I could feel the sharp tips of his nails pressed against my ass as he held me tightly. His nails were so sharp, there was just a bit of pain where they met my skin. Surprisingly, I liked it. It wasn’t excruciating, and nothing worse than a pinch. Still, it surprised me. I could never imagine enjoying pain before, or fear for that matter. But now, every time his nails dug into my skin, every time he put his hand around my throat, I was more than just excited. I was hungry for it. I craved it.

He began thrusting faster. I dug my nails into his shoulders, whimpering. He leaned down and kissed me hard. I did the same. I felt his hand in my hair, grabbing and tugging once again. I gasped at the sensation and closed my eyes.

“I love that look on your face,” Soul purred. “So sweet… It tells me no one has ever touched you like this before… Am I right?”

I nodded quickly. “Y-yes…”

“Good,” he growled, a possessive tone in his voice. “No one else ever will.”

That wasn’t a question. It was closer to a command, or like an immutable fact. I wasn’t sure what that meant, but it was exciting.

He moved his hand from my hips up to wrap around my throat once again as he kissed me hard. I returned his kiss, sliding one of my hands up his neck to grab onto his white hair. I’d never gone out with anyone who had hair that wasn’t cropped, so this had never even been an option, but I loved the feeling. Like I could hold him there and I never had to let him go…

“You’re mine,” he whispered. “Don’t ever start to think otherwise.”

I nodded in agreement. Any other time, I’d have argued. I had no desire to belong to anyone. But right now, in this moment… that was all I wanted. I wanted to belong to him completely.

“F-fuck,” I whimpered against him, shifting my hips as he pushed into me again. “I’m… I’m going to come…”

“Good,” he purred, tugging on my hair. “I want to hear you say my name as you do…”

I gasped as he pushed into me again. I felt like I was about to fall apart. I rocked my hips in time with his thrusts, letting the pressure build. My heart started to race, and I felt sweat forming between my breasts and on the top of my forehead. I started to tremble as I got closer.

“S… Suldeargan,” I whispered as my body convulsed. “Fuck!” Suddenly my clit felt like it was on fire and my entire body started to burn. It was overwhelming in the absolute best way. I’d had orgasms before, even with other guys, but it never felt like this. So complete. So fulfilling. And even though it wore me out, I just wanted to do it again and again…

“Mia,” he groaned, slowing to a stop with his cock buried in me. He leaned down and kissed me so hard, I could feel my lips bruising. I whimpered at the feeling of his cock flexing inside me, kissing him back as best I could despite my exhaustion.

After a moment, he started to pull out of me. My breathing was heavy as he laid beside me. I rolled over and buried my face against his chest. He pulled the blanket over us and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, holding me close.

“Mm… That was perfect,” he cooed, kissing my head. I felt the tips of his nails against my back, gently stroking in circles. “How do you feel?”

“Tired,” I whispered, closing my eyes. “And… like I want to do it all over again…”

He chuckled, stroking my hair. “Sleep, little one. Then we’ll do it all over again…”

I took a deep breath and nodded slowly. After all of that, it wasn’t long before sleep completely overtook me and I passed out.

16

I can’t remember the last time I slept so hard. I don't think I even dreamed, I was just out. Honestly, I only woke up the next morning because I felt Soul move in the bed.

“Hm… Morning,” I muttered, rubbing my eyes.

“Quiet,” he hissed at me as he got out of the bed.

“What?” I frowned, sitting up immediately. I knew him better than to think he was being rude for no reason, so I lowered my voice. “Soul, what’s going on?”