So instead, I clamped my hand over her mouth, bending forward and dragging her closer against me as I freed my cock with my other hand. “You decided you were going to fuck me without asking, Doll,” I growled in her ear, positioning my feet between hers so she was forced to keep her legs spread, pinned by my weight. She let out a strangled gasp as I slammed into her. Then I bowed over her, teasing her with my knot and held her against my chest, feeling her shaking as I consumed her completely. “Now you’re going to take my punishment like the good little fuck toy that you are.”

It was the first time I’d claimed her like this, and I wasn’t too proud to admit the experience might actually be heightened by the sting on my shaft where her teeth had drawn blood.

She thought I was angry, which Ishouldbe. But all I felt was a thrill that I had her mark and she was mine.

Our connection was lighting up the places on my skin she’d run over with that cloth. I knew she had been mirroring my aftercare, trying to get herself out of trouble, but I’d never been touched like that in my life. It had flipped a switch, and a thousand instincts were all tumbling out.

She wasmine.

Keeping my hand over her mouth, I drew out and slammed in, loving the little squeak of shock she let out.

She shuddered as I slammed in again. “You’re squeezing me so good, Doll.”

THISTLE

I couldn’t move an inch as Knox’s shaft slammed deep into my core.

My wrists were cuffed, legs spread, body bent, forced over the couch even as his fist dragged me into an arch by my neck.

Bliss made me heady, lust and obsession colliding dizzyingly. Every breath was a storm of ink and antique wood, a scent on the edge of a rut.

And it was a claim returned for the first time.

I had claimed him, and now... I groaned as he drew out, leaving me feeling empty before he drove back into me.

Mine!

He’s gonna be ours too, Bunny!

Did that mean, one day I was gonna have them both at the same time?

Fuck, I almost climaxed just thinking about it.

Knox was everywhere, and each brutal thrust was a claim on my body.

He sped up, dragging me up and pinning me against his chest, fist around my throat as he drove into me again.

I felt his teeth graze my neck over the healing marks his teeth had left. His growl vibrated against my skin, and the sound pushed me closer to the edge as he thrust into me.

I finished with him, an orgasm crashing in, and I seized from head to toe, desperate sounds escaping my chest as his hot seed filled me.

Knox wasn’t done, though.

Next thing, I was being lifted and set on the bed on my back. His fingers found my clit in seconds, circling aggressively, his other hand clamping over my mouth.

I bucked against him, eyes wide as another vicious orgasm began to build in my core, ignoring how spent my body was.

His burning caramel eyes pinned me in place, a growl rising in his chest as I struggled against him, overwhelmed.

“You’re mine, Little Doll. If I want to watch you come apart again, I’ll play with you until your body gives out.”

I whined, exhausted body not a match for how warm and fuzzy those words made me.

He kept up the pressure, even as I bucked against him, but he didn’t let me go until another violent orgasm left me shaking.

It felt safer now than it ever had. Enjoying the rush of pleasure from orgasms that no longer hurt.

Earlier, as I’d sunk over his length with him chained before me, he hadn’t taken his eyes off me. Even furious as he was, there was lust in his scent.