Page 15 of Merciless Proposal

“Only good for you, Daddy,” I tell him, out of breath and fighting the shivers that run down my body with each press of his lips to my skin.

“That’s right,” he growls, biting down on my throat.

I let out a strangled noise and slam myself into his lap harder. The tip of his cock hits my sweet spot, and I see stars. Everything feels so good, and every part of me is so sensitive right now.

The familiar beginnings of my orgasm start to creep in. My belly feels warm, and the love in my chest blooms even further.I open my mouth to moan, but words start spilling from me without my permission.

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” I say, meaning the words. I’m never going to go against his wishes again. He has my best interest at heart, and he’s nothing like those people that I escaped.

“You’re forgiven,” he assures me, sounding like he’s about to burst himself.

I’m glad to be in good company. Knowing that my body gets him off, that I’m the one doing this to him, makes me hot all over. I want to be his only source of pleasure. I know that he’s mine.

“I love you, Daddy,” I say as I feel the first dregs of my climax start to climb up the back of my thighs. “I love you so much, Daddy.”

“I love you, too,” he says, picking me up and dropping me back onto his lap. “Tell me that you’re mine.”

“I’m yours, Daddy,” I say, feeling like I’m losing my head.

He moans so loudly that his voice echoes in the warehouse. I feel it down to my core, and my fingers tighten on his shoulders. If I don’t hold on tight, I think I’ll fly away, and I need to stay firmly rooted in this moment.

My body falls forward as my thighs start to shake violently with my impending climax. Jace takes my weight well. He does all the work for me, using me like I’m nothing more than a toy for his pleasure.

“Fuck, Natalia,” he groans, his mouth hot against my neck. “You feel so good. And I can tell you’re close. You’re close aren’t you?”

“Uh-huh,” I confirm, unable to say more than that.

Every muscle in my body starts to tense up, and I know that this orgasm is going to rock my world. Jace knows, I can tell by the way he continues to push his cock directly into my G-spot. I love him so much, and that love that I have for him makes me feel even closer to the edge.

I’m barely holding on. Then, he nibbles on my earlobe, slamming down against him ruthlessly. That’s it for me, I’m tumbling over the edge without any other warning.

My mouth falls open and a string of babbling escapes from me as the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt washes over me. Jace talks me through it, but I don’t hear a word he says. The only thing I can focus on is the feeling of his length sliding in and out of me and the deep timbre of his voice.

As soon as my orgasm starts to subside, Jace slams into me. He grunts, biting down on my shoulder as his hips stutter to a stop. I’m filled up with his hot load, and one final wave of my pleasure radiates through my body.

Neither of us move for a few minutes. The sound of our heavy breaths fill the large, empty space. Even as I begin to get my bearings once again, I find that I don’t care where we are. The only thing that matters to me is being with Jace. It doesn’t matter where we are as long as he’s there with me.

“Well, that was something,” Jace says after a few more moments.

I can’t stop myself from giggling loudly. All my attempts to get myself under control fail. Eventually, Jace’s laughter joins mine.

“Yeah,” I say when I recover from my fit.

“I’m going to make you my wife one day,” he tells me.

My heart skips a beat. I’m his, irrevocably, but hearing him say that out loud makes it feel even more real. Of course I’m going to be his wife one day. He’s my everything.

“I can’t wait to call you my husband.”

“Good,” he replies, giving me a quick kiss. “Do you think you can stand so we can get you dressed?”

“I don’t know,” I admit, laying heavily against him. “I think you’ll need to carry me.”

“Well, if you insist,” he says, rising to his feet and taking me with him.

I burst into another fit of giggles, my heart full of joy. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with this man. He’s perfect in every way, and I’m the luckiest woman alive. Every day from now on, I’ll make sure he feels just as lucky to have me by his side.

Epilogue

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