Page 131 of The Owner's Temptation

We’re breathless. Desperate. And somehow, even bound and at my mercy, she’s the onetaking control.

Little brat.Through and fucking through.

But I wouldn't stop her for the world.

She grinds harder. Faster. Riding my cock without taking it inside.

When I feel her start to climb again, I pull my mouth from hers and murmur low in her ear, “Rub this dirty pussy on me, baby.”

“I’m— I’m going to come again,” she breathes, and something inside me—something fierce andviolent—wants to protect her.

Hold her. Keep her from ever needing anyone else again.

“Take it, rabbit,” I growl. “Take what you want from my cock.”

She tips her head back and I bite down on the soft skin where her neck meets her shoulder. Marking her again. One more stamp of ownership.

And wecome again.

Humping like desperate fucking animals.

Not fucking. Not yet.

But it’s so close ithurts.

When the pleasure finally crests and falls, her body doesn’t stop. She slows, but keeps moving, grinding her hips in a slow, lingering rhythm—like she’s trying to brand me just as deeply as I’ve branded her.

I’ve come twice. Emptied my balls on her stomach. My cum dripping down her sides and soaking the leather behind her.

It’s fucking beautiful.

I reach behind her and unclip the shackles at her ankles. The moment she’s free, she wraps her legs around me tight, locking me to her like she’llneverlet go.

And fuck… Idon’t want her to.

It would be so easy to slip into her now. Justpushinside and feel the heat of her cunt swallow me whole.

But not yet.

We breathe together, panting, hips still moving in a lazy, unconscious dance as we come down from the high.

I stroke her face, watching the way she turns into my touch without hesitation. My other hand slides down her side and grips her ass—full, soft, perfect—before I kiss her again.

I shouldn’t.

It’sdangerous—especially now. With the war with Lorenzo coming to a head. With everything I’ve built on the line.

But there’s nothing—nothing—on the face of this fucking planet that could stop me tonight.

“Perfect little rabbit,” I whisper, kissing her again as my hand drifts from her ass to the smooth curve of her thigh.

“You did so good for me.” Another kiss. Deep. Raw.Mine.

“But I’m going to keep fucking you with my mouth until you cry for me to stop.” My voice is a promise, low and wicked against her lips.

Another kiss. Harder now.

“Then I’ll lick your tears before I make you come again, little rabbit.” I smile against her mouth. “So I hope you know the deal you made.”

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