Page 17 of My Karmic Destiny

“My fault for sneaking in, thinking I’d wake my sleeping beauty with a kiss.”

He finally makes it all the way onto the bed, and I take in that he’s completely naked. I grin, thinking back to the first time he was in my bed—uninvited that time too—and he tried to haze me with his nakedness.

“You’ve come to offer me cookies and hot cocoa?” I recall what I said in my sleep that night.

“I’ll give you any treat you desire, my love.” Dante leans down and claims my mouth.

I arch into him, missing his beautiful body against mine. “Fuck me.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He rips the shirt from my body and makes quick work of my pants and underwear. After he’s stripped me down, he pauses, kneeling between my legs to take me in. “Damn, you’re gorgeous.” He dips down and bites the swell of my thigh. His fingers dig into my hips, tense with need. “These curves fucking wreck me.”

He moves his mouth to my inner thigh and nibbles up until he licks my center.

I suck in a breath and tilt my hips to encourage him to continue. “Yes, that’s heaven.”

His huge hands pin down my thighs, spreading me wide. He consumes my pussy like I’m his first meal in weeks. His teeth scrape against my clit. Then he clamps down with his lips, humming, and I’m so worked up and needy for him I explode with bliss.

After licking me through my orgasm, he crawls up my body, making sure to suck on my nipples and neck. Then he lines up his cock and slowly sinks into me. Thank goodness for magical contraception, because I love feeling all of him.

The wonderful stretch has me whimpering and moaning, trying to wiggle my hips to make him take me faster, but he holds me still and continues his torturing pleasure.

“You’re going to come around my cock when I come,” he commands.

“Yes. Yes,” I murmur, and he finally begins a punishing rhythm, fucking me how I asked him to. Hard.

“Let me hear you fall apart around my cock.” He fucks me even harder, and it’s as if he’s proving something beyond just being with me right now. “Tell me how much you want my cock. Tell me you’re mine.”

I’m about to lose the thread as I wonder where this possessiveness is coming from, but then his hand dips down between us, and he strums my clit like a maestro.

“I want all of you!” I shout as I shatter for him.

My pussy clenches around his thickness, milking him. He follows me over into bliss, crying out my name and releasing inside me.

His face lands on my shoulder, in the pile of my thick hair, and he sucks in deep breaths.

I stroke his dark cropped hair and his upper back, sensing he’s going through something. “You okay?”

“I am now,” he pants.

“Rough day?” I ask as his cock softens.

He thrusts a few times to keep himself firm enough to stay inside me.

Dante lifts his head so he can stare into my eyes. “I love you.” He dips down and kisses me before I can say the same. Then he continues, “I’ve been waiting for you my whole life. And now, you’re mine.”

Unsure how I feel about his intense claiming, I decide to change the subject. “Did something happen today?”

“First session with Karma.”

Oh. I doubt that was a walk in the park.

Holding him for several minutes, I don’t press for more. He’ll let me know when he’s ready to talk. If he ever is.

His softening member finally slips free, and he scoops up the cum leaking from me and coating my inner thighs. Then he presses it back into my pussy.

“Uh, Dante? What the hell are you doing?”

“Don’t shower. Go down to dinner like this. Let everyone know I’ve marked you.”

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