Page 17 of Goldie & the Bear

“Please, what, Marie?”

“Please. I want you inside me. Fuck me. Make me come.”

“Not yet, Omega. We’re having fun, remember?”

His hands are all over me, kneading, grabbing, stroking. His mouth, all over me, kissing, licking, nipping. I feel so wanted. So fucking loved.

“God, you’re beautiful.”

Maverick kisses his way up my body. Then, his hands wrap around my wrists. I feel the soft brush of one of his silk ties on my skin. He secures me to the bed, and I feel so helpless. And so powerful. Maverick would never do anything I didn’t want. I’m safe with him. And I know my submission and trust mean everything to him.

“You okay, baby?”

“Yes, Alpha.”

Maverick growls, and the sound reverberates through me, straight to my core.

“Fuck, sweetheart.”

“You like that, Daddy?”

“God, yes.”

“Fuck me. Make me yours.”

“Always, baby. You’re always mine.”

The sound of the cap of the lube bottle popping open makes my pussy flood.

“You like being tied up, little mate?”

“Yes.”

“And you’re gonna keep your hands up until I tell you to let go?”

“Yes, Alpha.”

“Good girl.”

He slides one long, thick finger inside me, and I moan, feeling him between my cheeks as he rubs along my puckered hole.

“Maverick,” I moan.

“God, Marie. I love it when you say my name like that.”

He slowly pushes his finger inside me, and I whimper.

“Shhh, little mate. Daddy’s going to make you feel so good.”

“I know.”

Maverick rumbles. “I love you so much, baby.”

“Me too. I fucking adore you,” I moan loudly.

“Good. Now let’s make you come, baby.”

He slowly starts thrusting his finger in and out of my ass, while his other hand moves to my pussy.

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