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I smiled, my chest aching with the fullness of everything I felt for him.

“Good,” I whispered. “Because I don’t plan on going anywhere.”

Ronan’s gaze darkened, the softness in his eyes shifting into something deeper, something harder. His hand traced the curve of my jaw, his thumb brushing over my lips with a slowness that sent a shiver racing down my spine.

“Now, I think it’s time I gave you what you need, isn’t it?” he murmured, his voice dropping to that low, commanding tone that always left me breathless.

My heart pounded in my chest as his hands slid down to my waist, pulling me closer until there was no space left between us. His lips found mine again, this time with a fierceness that left me gasping. He pulled back just enough to look me in the eye, his smirk turning wicked as he reached for the belt on the nightstand.

The sight of the leather strap sent a jolt of anticipation through me, my breath catching as he raised it slowly.

The belt slid across my skin, soft and cool, as he wrapped it around my throat with a type of care that was almost tender. His fingers lingered for a moment, adjusting the leather until it rested snugly but comfortably, and then he tightened it a bit further, enough to where it cut off a fraction of my airflow.

Just enough for the blood to rush to my head.

And straight down between my legs.

“Perfect,” he mused, his gaze sweeping over me with a mixture of possession and something deeper, something almost reverent.

His hand cupped my chin, tilting my face up to meet his as his lips descended on mine once more, his kiss searing and consuming. Every thought, every fear, every hesitation melted away under his touch, leaving only the undeniable truth of what we were to each other.

Ronan broke the kiss, his eyes locking with mine, dark and intense.

His expression was the only warning I had.

The belt tightened, the pressure around my throat intensifying as Ronan pulled the end with his free hand. I gasped, my eyes fluttering shut as the air was cut off from my lungs, my pulse thundering in my ears.

My body tensed, a strange mix of nerves and anticipation flooding through me as I waited for him to make his move.

His hand trailed down the curve of my spine, his touch rough and possessive.

Then, his palm cracked against my naked ass, sending a stinging burst of heat across my skin. I cried out, the sound choked by the belt still fastened tight around my throat. My body arched against the sensation, the harsh sting giving way to a rush of pleasure that settled between my legs. I knew my pussy was already dripping with need.

Another slap landed, this one harder than the last, forcing a strangled gasp from my lips.

“Turn around. On your hands and knees,” he commanded.

I obeyed.

Gasping, I gripped the sheets, the belt digging into my throat as I tried to catch my breath. Ronan leaned forward, his body hot against mine, the scent of his cologne enveloping me as his lips brushed my ear.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk tomorrow,” he said in a low, rough rumble that sent a jolt of desire shooting through me.

The belt loosened slightly, and I sucked in a breath, my pulse racing as he pressed his hand between my thighs. His fingers found my slick folds, and he groaned, the blazing heat of his cock grinding against my ass. My pussy clenched tight.

“You’re already wet for me, aren’t you, love?” he asked, his voice dark and rough.

“Yes,” I breathed, my hips bucking against his hand.

“Such a good fucking girl,” he growled.

Without warning, he buried two fingers inside me, the sudden stretch making me gasp as he fucked me with rough, deliberatestrokes. I cried out, my body responding to his touch with an eagerness that bordered on desperation.

The belt tightened, his hand pressing me down, his cock still grinding against my ass as he pushed his fingers deeper, filling me until I couldn’t breathe.

“Please,” I whimpered, the word barely more than a strangled gasp.

His other palm cracked against my ass, the sting followed by a burst of heat that made me arch against him, a shuddering moan escaping my lips.

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