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“I can’t. I need something to hold onto.” She started to tumble forward. I stood, grasped her by the waist, and spun her around. She braced her hands on the bed on outstretched arms and glanced over her shoulder at me.

I shoved my jeans past my hips, fisted my cock, and slammed inside her cunt. Kiss cried out and grasped the blanket. Two hard pumps, and she was breaking apart,her inner muscles squeezing my dick in exquisite pressure.

I stared at my cock sliding in and out of her pussy, her tight rosette winking as her orgasm ricocheted through her. I spit on her hole, swirled the slippery saliva over her opening, and slowly inserted a finger into her ass not stopping until I was all the way inside. Then I inched out and doubled up.

Kiss bit into the blanket, a violent trembling rippling her inner walls. She tightened and exploded in a gush of fluids washing over my cock. I focused, staving off my own release, wanting to feel every fucking flutter and savor every muffled cry from her lips.

As the final spasms milked my cock, I pulled out of her pussy, and my fingers from her ass.

She turned to me. Teeth marks marred her swollen, trembling lips.

I tilted my head, took a step back, and gripped the base of my cock. Blood roared through my veins, and heavy heat pulsed low in my abdomen and seeped into my balls. I’d imagined doing filthy things to her. I’d dreamed of fucking her until we were both spent and drenched in cum and sweat. Now, I had her taste on my tongue, and her addicting scent lingered in my nostrils.

She’d wanted to suck me, wanted treated like a Heller. I’d never felt like I belonged to the brotherhood, never believed I’d have this beautiful woman in my bed. Now, I had both.

From the moment we’d met, I’d wanted her to be mine. But I’d been a fucking train wreck off the tracks. I still was, but with her, it didn’t matter. She wanted me. I’d be everything she needed. And right now, she wanted a fucking Heller to tell her what to do.

“On your knees, Kiss.” The words sounded strange on my tongue. Making demands of her didn’t come naturally. None of this came naturally, except how much I needed her.

Her eyes widened, and she slid off the bed and dropped to kneel on the floor.

“You came all over my cock.”

“I did.”

“Take me in your mouth, baby. See why I’m so fucking addicted to the taste of you.”

With her eyes on me, she parted her bruised lips and touched her tongue to the slit, tasting a blend of my precum and her cream.

Those long feathering lashes lowered, and she shyly closed her mouth over me, replacing my fist with her own and pumping me in long, gentle strokes.

She wanted me to need her, and I did. She wanted me obsessed. And I was.

All in. All hers.

“You’re mine, Kiss.”

A whimper slipped from her lips and into my balls.

Oh fuck. Warm, wet heat surrounded the head. Pressure built in my chest, and a shiver slithered along my spine, snaked around to my groin, and coiled in my lower abdominals.

Too many sensations fired at once. She released my cock, gripped my thighs, and sucked me deep. With her lips running the length of my shaft, her tongue zigzagged along the sensitive skin, and when my cock hit the back of her throat, she swallowed. Muscles flexed on the crown, and my buttocks clenched, pushing me deeper into her throat.

She’d asked me to treat her like a Heller, but I could only show her how much I loved her. How desperate Iwas to be the man who would fuck her in all the ways she needed.

And have her fuck me in all the ways I needed.

Kiss gagged, sharply inhaled, and groaned in a symphony of erotic sounds. Her nails pierced my thighs, but she didn’t release my cock. She opened wider, gagging and choking as I fucked her face. Spit slicked her lips and trickled down my shaft and onto my nuts. I sank my hands into her hair, gripping her skull.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” Her red lips stretched around the shaft, her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, and her cheeks hollowed as she sucked and fucked me with her mouth.

She hummed, pulled back until just the head rested on her tongue. She glanced up at me as she cradled my balls, firmly tugged, and then lifted the sac to roll them between her fingers.

A flare of lightning streaked from my balls to my buttocks and up my spine to light up my brain with wild electric pulses. I moaned as she ran her fingers along the sensitive skin under my sac, then deeper, grazing her spit-soaked finger across my asshole.

I tensed and her finger stilled, using only her mouth on my cock. My heart raced, and breaths came fast and shallow. But I was hard as fuck, and my girl had my cock in her mouth and my balls in her hand.

I released a long, slow exhale, letting go of my fear, and trusting my lover. I grazed her cheek with my thumb. I wanted everything with her.

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