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My pussy clenches around him, sucking him deeper, gripping him so that every inch he gives is nothing but exquisite friction as I accommodate his size.

Noble lifts me up by my waist and holds me just above his cock, pressing against my entrance without allowing me to slide down again.

“What are you going to do?” he purrs. “Are you going to beg for it? For me?”

I nod, licking my lips and holding eye contact until he finally slams me down. The force is enough to have me gasping, ready to curse. Ready to moan out his name or scream or whatever else he wants me to do.

He twists his fingers in my hair and yanks my head backwards until I have no choice but to look at him.

Then Noble takes control and there is nothing I can do except hold on as he thrusts into me. Maintaining a torturously slow tempo when I want to rush, to go as fast as possible.

Sonotwhat he said earlier.

At least, that’s what I think until he surges to his feet, the movement forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist. He reverses our position and takes me in missionary before hooking an elbow beneath my leg. Transferring both of them to his shoulders and finding an even deeper seat inside of me.

I’m panting and holding onto the sheets for dear life. My hands fist in the fabric to keep steady.

“I don’t care who else you fuck,” Noble grunts, flesh slapping against flesh, “but you’re going to remember me. Your pussy is going to know who has a claim on it.”

“Yes,” I hiss out between my teeth. “Yes, yes.”

Sweat slicks my skin. I drag my fingernails down his spine, along the back of his neck.

He reaches out and takes hold of my throat, working his hips in a circle, and the pressure is so exquisite I cry out.

“But I’m not going to come yet,” he warns. “And neither are you.”

“What do you mean, you’re not going to come?” I’m shocked.

“I’m not done with you.” He flashes me a wicked grin. “You’d better hold on tight. Because this first time between us? It’s going to last a while. And I’m going to make sure you get off multiple times, Ren.”

Noble stands and pulls back, tugging out of me, his glistening cock bobbing out of his boxers. He kicks them off, his breathing short.

I’m panting like I may start to choke.

Then with a terrible groan he covers me, kneading my backside and slamming home. He tears into me with reignited passion, burning through me, his thrusts increasing until tears drip from my eyes.

The way he swells inside of me. It’s so good.

I wrap my legs tighter around him and hold on. “Give it to me, Noble, please.”

I want to feel him come inside me, hot, knowing I’m the one who made him come. He shoves me down harder, pressing his weight into me, shuddering and pounding home. His hips rocking like he can’t stop himself.

His fingers are tight around my throat again and I squeeze my eyes shut, my mouth dry and the rest of me a wet mess.

If this is the way I die…I’ll take it.

I throw my head back and scream against the pillows, the headboard. Scream as he fills every inch of me.

Chapter 10

Torin

My office is a shrine to power. Money.

To everything my father did during his life and I built on.

When he passed the mantle of alpha when he died, I took it all on. Not just to make him proud, but to prove I could do it. And that I could surpass him.

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