Page 221 of The Owner's Temptation

My jaw clenches. I buck once, hard, and she gasps—but the sound isn’t fear. It’s arousal. She loves that she’s provoking me. Tempting me to snap.

She changes position, straddling my thighs, dragging my cock through her slick cunt again and again without letting me inside. I’m soaked in sweat, flushed and burning, holding myself back with the last shreds of self-control I have left.

“You think you’re in charge,” I grind out through clenched teeth.

She leans in, kisses me like she’s sealing a deal with Lucifer. “No. I know I am.”

Her mouth is hot, greedy, devouring mine as she grinds harder, rubbing her soaked pussy against me until she shudders again—coming hard, crying out against my neck.

And just when I think she’s finally going to give in and let me finish?—

She pulls away.

Leaves me trembling, on the edge of release, and snatches it from me like a sadistic fucking queen.

“No,” she whispers at my ear. “Not yet.” As she sinks down onto me again. Both feet flat on the bed, ready to bounce that hot fucking cunt on my dick until I die from need.

My eyes snap open.

And something inside mebreaks.

“You little fucking tease—” I buck again, and again. Even from the bottom, tied up in her web, I take my girl for a fucking ride, and she loves it. Her hands brace on my chest like she was hoping for this.

Well, it’s not in me to deny my little rabbit of what she wants.

I fuck her from the bottom, gritting out her name between my clinched teeth as I pull on the straps with everything I have.

The left restraint rips with a sharp crack. Silk tears. My arm shoots free and the other follows, splintering the wood of the headboard as I tear myself loose.

I rip the straps binding my ankles with ease.

She gasps—but she doesn’t move fast enough.

I grab her by the waist and her throat and flip her onto her back, covering her body with mine in one breathless second.

My weight. My heat. My fury.

It’s all bearing down on her now.

“You had your fun,” I growl, my cock pressing between her thighs, already poised to take. “Now it’s my turn.”

I hook my elbow under one knee, pulling her leg up and opening her sweet cunt to me.

I drive into her, deep and hard, burying myself to the hilt in one brutal thrust that makes her arch and cry out.

And then Ifuck her.

Like I’m branding her from the inside. Like every inch of her is mine and I’m never letting her forget it. My hips pound into her, savage and hungry. My mouth devours hers. My hand fists in her hair.

“You’re mine,” I rasp, voice pure possession. “You fucking hear me?”

“Yes,” she gasps. “Yes, Lucian—God, yes.”

I groan like a wild animal when she turns on the vibrator in my ass again. I take her harder. Faster. Until the world dissolves and it’s just her and me, colliding in one final, desperate crescendo.

We come together, trembling, shaking, pulsing with it—and even then, I don’t let go.

I stay inside her. Stay on top of her because I’m already about to come again.

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