Page 51 of Their World

“And forever after?” he asked, his lips so close to mine that our breaths mingled.

“Through this lifetime and any future ones.”

His lips pressed gently against mine as his hand slid around my side, to my back, and pulled me flush against him. His erection pressed into me and I whimpered.

He licked the seam of my lips and I opened them, letting him deepen the kiss. He kissed me slow and thoroughly. Leaning up, he pushed me onto my back, kissed his way from my lips, down my jaw, and to my neck. Reaching down, he slid his hand beneath my pajama pants waistband, his fingers sliding through my slick folds.

His breath hitched. “So wet for me, hm?”

“Always,” I responded truthfully.

“I’m going to make you come, and then when you’re about to come the second time, I’m going to mark you.”

“Yes,” I breathed.

He thrust his fingers inside of me and we both moaned.

“You have to be quiet,” he reminded me. “The others are downstairs and we don’t want them coming to investigate before we finish.”

I nodded and gripped his muscular arms, reveling in the way his triceps flexed as he moved.

Dipping his head back down, he nipped at my neck, my collarbone, and my shoulder. “Where do you want my mark, Lily? On your neck? Your shoulder?”

“Somewhere visible,” I answered.

He groaned and thrust his fingers into me faster. “Good answer, Princess.”

I gripped his shoulders, my eyes closing as I felt my orgasm already building.

“After I mark you, I’m going to fuck you until your legs are jelly. Until you’re covered in my scent and there is no mistake that you’re mine.”

“Yes,” I whispered, my breaths coming in fast pants the closer to my orgasm I grew.

He adjusted the angle of his fingers and within seconds of stroking me, I came, having to bite his shoulder to keep from screaming out. “That’s my girl,” he purred and resumed kissing and licking my neck. “One more time and I’ll mark you.”

“Please,” I begged as he increased his pace.

“Mm, don’t beg, Princess. Tell me what you want. Order me.”

“Harder,” I said and squirmed to try to adjust the angle.

He shuddered and bit my neck gently. “Yes.”

As he obeyed, my orgasm crested, and I whispered, “I’m close.”

“Orders?”

“Mark me.”

“What was that?” he teased and started to slow down.

“Faster and mark me, now,” I ordered and hissed softly.

His fingers moved faster and as my orgasm hit me, he bit down on my neck, making the orgasm even stronger.

My mouth opened to cry out and I had to cover my mouth with my hand to stop the scream as stars danced across my vision from the pure euphoria.

Panting, I felt like my heart might burst through my chest with how hard it beat.

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