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She obeyed almost instantly, her lovely toes curling as she opened her mouth wide to a silent scream. I did so love her reaction. I continued licking, refusing to let her go and within seconds, a second climax rolled through her like a tidal wave. I also adored the swing. It seemed to open women up, providing an excuse to lose everything including their inhibitions.

When she came down from the rafters, I kissed both legs and stood, even being silly enough to twist the swing back and forth. She was panting and I was growling, my need so intense that as I stood, I knew I couldn’t wait for much longer.

A part of me wanted to blindfold her, but I knew that might push her inhibitions into the dark. That was the last thing I wanted to have happen.

She never took her eyes off me as I unfastened my trousers. By the time I was tugging them over my hips, she was licking her lips. For a girl who basically had no experience, she was more than eager to experience all the swing could offer.

And I planned on indulging her.

When my cock was free, I offered her a slight show, rolling my fingers down my shaft, taking a few seconds to cup and squeeze both balls. My growls continued and eventually, she laughed just enough that the sound lifted my heart. I’d waited long enough. The way the swing was hanging was perfect, the right height for my size.

I gripped her legs as I approached, peering down at her with enough lust in my eyes for both of us.

“Don’t tease me, please. Sir,” she purred when I pressed the tip against her slickened folds, rolling it up and down the length several times.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Oh, yeah.”

When I thrust the entire length in, the slight scream she issued was just a sweet, justified reward. I was shaking all over, partially from adrenaline and partially from anxiety over whether showing her anything in the bottom two floors was a good idea. Right now, I didn’t care about anything but pleasing us both. I powered into her, pumping like I was a crazed man. Every moan she uttered fueled my fire, every breath sweet music.

The swing was perfect for my needs, keeping her captive this way enticing the beast inside. I was thrilled the moments we’d shared were as uninhibited as they’d been. Although the little nagging in the back of my mind that I was breaking my own rules remained.

Ah, so what?

My brothers and I made them. We could certainly break them. Hell, the other two had in spades.

I could tell she was getting close to coming and I slowed my rhythm, doing my best to bring her the maximum satisfaction. I was already on the balls of my feet, struggling to hold onto my control.

Evangeline was still bucking, still tossing her head from side to side, but when she jerked up, her eyes piercing mine, I knew it was time. The way her pussy muscles clamped around the thick invasion was amazing, somehow managing to pull me in even deeper.

She was moaning. I was growling and as the climax raced through her, I allowed myself to become thoroughly lost in a woman. It was rare. It was wonderful.

It was freeing.

The sweet wave turned into another and finally, she seemed exhausted, licking her parched lips. Only then did I release, erupting deep inside.

Filling her with my cream.

Was it wrong to claim her like some beast in the wild? Nope.

Not even a little bit.

She was mine.

And Joseph would soon learn he didn’t want to fuck with a member of the Royal family.

CHAPTER 14

Evangeline

Perfection.

I wasn’t certain there could be a more perfect evening.

With Gage’s assistance, his patience and his care, I’d learned so much about a lifestyle that had terrified me up to this point. I had other reasons why it had, not just because of the visit to a club I’d had with my besties, but over the years, I’d done everything I could to try to pretend certain fears were for other reasons.

And I’d done a damn good job.

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