Page 43 of Mine, Forever

Hell must have frozen over.

I heard the door, and fear flashed through me that she was leaving me. I couldn’t allow that, not after all we’d been through. Scrambling down the hall, the pain was almost unbearable, but I could feel it begin to ebb, so I pushed forward to Ebony, my target.

“Ebony!”

She turned, the door half open.

“What?”

“Don’t…” What the hell was I going to say? “Don’t go. Don’t l-leave me.”

Her features softened, and she closed the door walking to me. Kneeling down, she took the sides of my face in her hands. “You have to understand…” she said, moving close to my face, “… I’ll always make you jealous. That’s just how our relationship is going to work. If another woman paid you attention, I’d kill her. Choking me to death isn’t going to get you anywhere. I’m not saying I don’t like a little choking, but not to the point where I’m struggling. You understand?”

I didn’t know what to say. She’d been weak before Serenity, and now she was strong and confident telling me how this was going to go. I reached up to grip part of her hair. Pulling so her throat was exposed, I kissed her soft skin where I’d only moments ago had in my hands. She let me do it which gave me an intense high.

“You are mine,” I growled. “You will not let anyone else touch you. Understand?”

She made a sound I could only assume was acceptance. I claimed her lips in a rough kiss pulling her under me and holding her hands down on the cold tiles above her head, trapping her under my body. Taking power like this, especially over her, was exactly what I needed. Her body writhed under my own, my cock straining to be free.

I bit down on her neck, her scream only fueling me further. I held her wrists down with one hand while using the other to remove my belt and pull down my pants enough to free my cock. I undid her jeans and yanked them down her legs as quickly as I could.

Pushing her legs apart, I moved in between looking into her eyes as I pushed into her to the hilt. Ebony’s eyes widened as I filled her in one stroke. Having her wrapped around me was forcing me to remain in control. I pumped into her hard, her walls clenching around me with every move I made. She began moving her hips in rhythm with my pumps. I rammed my cock into her as hard as I could. My intention was to hurt her for making me so fucking soft around my boys, for distracting me away from my business—the business I’d built up from the bottom. Secretly, though, I knew it wasn’t to hurt but to claim her as mine.

Ebony’s gasps became deeper, a groan emanating from her throat. She was getting tighter, squeezing my cock to within an inch of its life. I picked up the pace, pushing her to the brink of another orgasm. Moving a hand down to her little sensitive nub, I began to rub. Ebony’s screams intensified, and her hands tried to break free, but I held them down with more force probably hurting them, but I didn’t care. She had started to thrash underneath me causing more friction between our bodies, and I was close to exploding everywhere. Her thrashing had me on edge. I was so fucking close. Ebony was squeezing my cock with another orgasm. Her eyes rolled back into her head, which drove me toward my release. I’d never actually cum this easy with someone and that scared me, just seeing her come undone in my arms was enough to send me over the edge.

I plowed into her one final time letting my release pour into her. After the jolting had stopped, I fell onto her, completely depleted, letting her hands go. They went to my back digging into my skin.

This was too comfortable.

I pushed up, pulling my pants over my cock and looked down at her disheveled form. Her pussy was red and glistening, a sign of the punishment I’d just given her.

“I have to get to work.”

I left before I could do something stupid like tell her how I really felt about her.

Shit, Jett Black was going soft.

EBONY

Four Months Ago

There is a voice in my room. I moved to see who it was, my body tensing in fear.

Tex.

“Hey there, darlin’,” he said in his rich southern accent. “Time for your medicine.”

I kicked out, my foot connecting with his jaw. He stumbled backward clutching at it in pain. I tried to get free, but although my legs weren’t strapped down, I did have a large band wrapped around my stomach holding me to the gurney. I cried out to try and push through the pain and pull myself free. Tex was advancing on me, and his eyes told me to be scared of what he may do.

He got down real close to my ear. “Struggling won’t stop what’s coming, bitch.”

He grabbed me again, pulling my legs into restraints and pushing a cloth into my mouth muting my screams.

Maria came into the room. “What is taking so long, Tex?”

“She’s feisty today.”

“And you can’t handle one woman who’s half tied down?” Maria snapped at him.

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