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She pivots on her knees, tilting her face up to look at mine.

“Of course I want to get off.” She pulls a hand between us and begins to work her clit as I frown. “I want you to come too.” Her head bobbles up and down as her hooded eyes sparkle. “Inside me, if we can make that happen.”

Thank fucking God.

Bending down, I capture her mouth and move my hand from her head to cup her tit. My thumb flips over her nipple as I focus on anything outside of the way her inner walls cling to my crown.

This is exactly why I passed her off to Thorne earlier. I knew she needed more than what I could give. Every man thinks he wants a massive dick until he’s faced with the reality of the prep necessary to make sex enjoyable.

I’m beating myself up pretty hard when Lennox whimpers into my mouth.

She wiggles her hips, and her nails dig into the side of my neck as she pulls back from our kiss.

“Okay, I’m good now.” A silly smile breaks out over her face as her gaze meets mine. “I’m pretty sure I got high off your pheromones, but either way, your dick is incredible. Life-changing. I’d give it a high-five for being so awesome if it wasn’t otherwise engaged.” She rises and falls on her knees, and there truly are no words to describe how feral it makes me to feel her slick drip all over my bare cock. “I feel like I’m floating, so I’m going to need you to take over. Use those feet of yours as leverage and rock my world.”

Holy shit.

I think I just fell in love.

Chapter Fifteen

Lennox

Bear’s low chuckle fills the air as he moves both hands to my ass. Even the sound sends a shiver down my spine. My head is foggy, my vision is hazy, and I feel like I’m high, but if he’s not appalled, then I’ll keep rambling about how incredible he is.

It’s frustrating to have to stretch to meet his mouth, but I’m hoping other positions will make it easier. After this, we can try again with him on top.

My pussy feels stretched to capacity. It’s not just his girth that’s going to be a problem—I’ll be able to acclimate to that, with a little practice—but he’s also really long.

Size is subjective, but he’s got the biggest dick I’ve ever seen. I would love to be able to take his knot, so my cervix is going to have to take one for the team.

Bear growls and uses his hold on my ass to shove me deeper down his shaft while bucking up into me. My tits ache almost painfully with every bounce. The farther he works inside of me, the more embarrassing the sounds slipping from my lips become.

My insides feel like they’re burning. The hot water wasn’t too much when we climbed in, but now it’s unbearable.

All I know is, Bear is mine.

His scent, mingling with my own, has my nose obsessed. I need to smell us together for the rest of my life.

I ramble, telling him that, but it’s so slurred I’m unsure if he can make out my words.

“Look at you,” Bear growls. “You’re actually taking my cock. I’m so fucking proud of you. Goddamn, you feel like nothing I’ve ever experienced. Watching me disappear inside you bare…”

My instincts preen in response to the praise. He’s making me feel incredible, and I’d like to do the same for him. I bounce on my knees, and his crown lodges somewhere around my diaphragm. I’m sure that’s physically impossible, but the pain makes me sure he’s rearranging my insides.

“Please, bite me.” I hear myself moan. My instincts don’t want to risk him getting away. “I need you to bite me…” The incoherent rambling goes on as I beg, plead, and demand a few things that don’t even make sense.

“You don’t have to worry about that.” He chuckles ominously. “You’re mine now. We better hope you don’t change your mind. You could run, but I’d never let you truly escape.”

A shiver runs down my spine. There’s something about the dark promise in his words that lights a fire in my insides.

Everything is foggy, making it difficult to focus on anything, except the way his skin feels brushing against mine. He pulls me even closer until my clit rubs his pelvis on each buck of his hips.

I might be on top, but he’s the one in complete control. I’m too far gone to the haze to do anything but keep myself upright.

“Don’t run. I’d hunt your sexy little ass down, and you wouldn’t get away unscathed…” He curses under his breath, pulling me down on his length with force. He’s so hard, and he only seems to grow longer and thicker. “There’s no way I could stop myself from digging my teeth into your soft flesh.”

“I already said I’m fine with that,” I huff.

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