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She held my gaze as her fingertip slid down between her legs.

“Is that where you want me, baby?”

She nodded.

I pushed her knees all the way up to her shoulders, spreading her cunt for my mouth. Then I caught her wrists and moved her hands up to her breasts. “Play with your nipples while I lick your pretty pussy.”

“Yes, sir,” she said softly, then I got to work.

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EMMA

I’d never trustedanyone more than I trusted Johnny. Not even Lyssa. I felt so incredibly safe. So held. So doted on right now. So aroused.

His tongue was licking up every drop that I knew was dripping from me. Then he flicked my clit, got his fingers involved. Before, we’d both been frantic with need. This time, it was just as carnal, but it was different. Sweeter. Hotter.

Our thoughts weren’t clouded with lust.

Oh, this was hot as hell, but it was… love.

“J,” I breathed, grabbing hold of his hair and pulling him to me. When he curled a finger, I came on a loud gasp.

“That’s one, baby,” he said when he kissed his way up my body until he got to my mouth. Our tongues tangled, and I tasted my spicy desire.

“Please,” I begged, rolling my hips. The head of his dick was right there, and I wanted him in me.

“My greedy girl,” he said and then thrust deep, filling me completely in one long, steady stroke.

“Oh, yes.”

He held himself deep, hovered over me. “Look at me, Emma.”

I opened my eyes, met his dark gaze.

“This is when I would have marked you. Bit your neck and made you mine. You were mine from when you opened that front door at Falling Waters, but the bite would make it permanent.”

“Yes.”

He dipped his head and licked the spot.

“You’re mine. Always have been. Just had to find each other.”

Tears filled my eyes at his romantic words. I nodded.

Then it wasn’t so romantic any longer. His need for me was too great. I understood because I became frantic for him. With my knees wide, he fucked me in long, measured strokes. Deep. Hard. Then harder still.

A headboard slammed against a wall, and we realized it wasn’t ours.

Lyssa was with her mates. I hoped she had the sameconnection I shared with Johnny because it was the most amazing kind of happiness. Of being whole.

When he put his fingers between us, his thumb finding my clit, he made me come. Made me scream.

Made us win the bet on which sister could be pleasured first.

It didn’t matter. I knew because I belonged to Johnny, I’d always come first for him.

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