Page 8 of Merciless Proposal

“Fuck,” I groan against her lips, bucking into her.

She grinds down against me, kissing me urgently, like I’ve unleashed something inside her. I wonder what other walls I can break down, because Iwillbreak through all of them. She’s already mine, but this is any indication of what is to come, I want her to stop protecting herself and be confident in my ability to keep her safe.

In fact, I want her to bring all of her dark parts to me.

With an impatient growl, I flip us over. Natalia’s eyes fly open in surprise, but I keep kissing her, keep claiming her with my touch. I’m going to take her virginity. I’ll irrevocably tie the two of us together forever. She’s never going to leave, never going to want to leave. She’ll know she’s mine because I’ll ruin her for anyone other than me. She’ll know that no other man can measure up to me, and she’ll understand that I’d do anything to keep her safe.

Chapter Six

NATALIA

I trust that Jace will make the right choice. It’s clear in every gesture, every movement, how much he cares for me. When it matters most, I know he’ll choose me. He’ll protect me. I don’t have to fear being sent back to my family, and I don’t have to worry about any harm coming from Jace’s side.

I can’t tell him who I am yet, even though I know he’s different than the men I grew up around. Jace is full of affection, full of confidence. The hands that roam my back aren’t just touching, they’re worshipping. I’m something special, not just a pawn in a game he’s playing.

He squeezes my hip and pulls me closer to him while the other dances up my spine, settling on the nap of my neck, twisting the baby-fine hairs. He uses the leverage to tilt my head to the side so he can have better access to my mouth, which naturally opens for him.

He’s devouring me, heart and soul. All I can taste and feel is him. He is everywhere all at once. I want him to take me, to claim what he wants so badly. Nothing would make me happier than to entrust myself to him completely.

Our kiss intensifies until it’s more tongue than anything else. Jace’s cock hardens against me, confirmation that he wants this as bad as I do. I’m wet, I can already feel the slick heat between my legs.

“Jace,” I breathe. “Jace.”

“What is it, baby?” he groans.

I can’t think when he’s touching my body like this. It’s exhilarating, how easily he can move me around. My mind conjures the image of him manhandling me, putting me in whatever position he wants. As he grinds against me, I think of how easy it would be for him to use me like a toy.

“You didn’t answer my question, Natalia,” he says, and when I look at his face, I see a smirk there. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me. “What is it?”

“I want–” I start, swallowing down a wanton gasp. “I want more.”

“You want more?” he asks as he untangles his hand from my hair. With both his hands on my hips, the friction gets even better and more intense. “Like that?”

“N–no,” I whimper, even though this does feel heavenly.

“Then what do you want?” Jace growls.

“You. I need…your cock, Daddy.” I feel like I’m going insane, like the words coming out of my mouth aren’t my own.

“Fuck,” he mutters before flipping our positions. Now I’m on my back, overpowered by his weight and wide frame. He moves so quickly and my brain seems to misfire as his mouth comes down hard on mine. He pulls my pants down, easily lifting me from the bed. Then my shirt is coming off, my tits springing from the sweatshirt.

I’m completely naked, vulnerable before him. He leans back to take me in, and I let his gaze roam freely over me.

“You’re stunning,” he says.

He brings his hands to my body, snaking them up my smooth flesh before giving my tits a gentle squeeze. My body reacts instantly, the muscles of my stomach twitching as he continues the journey down.

He skips over the place I want him to touch me most, his grip tightening on my thighs. His hands massage the meat of them, sending ripples of anticipation through me. I can’t help but thrust myself forward in an attempt to get more.

“Daddy, please,” I whine.

The effect that word has on him is obvious. He pulls back, his face the picture of desire. I watch with bated breath as he practically rips his shirt from his body. His pants go next, and I’m treated to the sight of his massive, leaking cock. My mouth waters, and my pussy clenches around nothing. I need him inside me. Now.

“Tell me what you want one more time,” he growls, shoving my legs apart and positioning himself between them.

“I want your cock, Daddy,” I request, letting out a sharp yelp when he pushes the first inch of his length inside.

The sensation is unlike anything else I’ve ever experienced. It’s more intense than when he was touching me with his hands. The connection is so gratifying. We’re promising each other that we’ll always choose one another.

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