Page 117 of The Owner's Temptation

My hands clutch his shoulders as my body trembles with the force of pleasure building inside me. I’m going to come. I can feel it—burning and bright, curling up my spine.

He wraps one strong arm around my waist, the other bracing across my shoulders. His grip is unyielding, his control complete. Every roll of my hips is now at his pace—harder, deeper, rougher.

My eyes lock on his.

I don’t look away. Not once.

Even as I unravel.

Even as I lose myself.

And just before I tip over the edge, his voice drips like molten gold into my ear. “Give me your trust, little rabbit… and I’ll feast on your greedy cunt until you beg me to stop.”

The deal.

The final offer.

“Yes!” I cry out, the word ripped from my throat—desperate and raw—just as my orgasm slams through me.

White-hot and blinding.

My whole body clenches. My legs quake. My voice breaks as I shatter, trembling in his grasp while he holds me together through the storm.

And when the wave finally crashes and I slump against him, chest heaving, I know…

I’ve just given the Devil more than I meant to.

And he’s going to collect.

She shatters in my arms.

Right there on my lap—shaking, panting, her mouth parted in a silent cry. Her entire body trembles as the orgasm collides through her, and I hold her through every second of it.

Every pulse.

Every twitch.

Every greedy little grind of her hips as she rides it out on my thigh like a good girl in heat.

It’s beautiful.

And dangerous.

Andmine.

But just as her breathing starts to slow, just as her lashes flutter and her eyes begin to lift to mine?—

Blue lights flood the room.

Security breach.

My head snaps up, and immediately I know—it’s not a false alarm. It never is.

A half-dozen of my security personnel pour in through the far side of the Devil’s Playground, guns at the ready, eyes scanning.

Sienna stiffens in my lap, startled, her head whipping toward the sudden movement. I don’t let her go. My arm locks around her waist, holding her tight as I rise smoothly to my feet, taking her with me.

Her bare thighs slide down the leather of my pants until her feet hit the floor.

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