Page 101 of Ignite

And then she smirks and starts to roll her hips, rubbing her bare pussy against me.

She wants a taste of the real Conan. Well, she’s just summoned him.

I thrust in one brutal, claiming stroke, pinning her to the tree like she was made to be fucked by me and only me.

She screams so loud my ears ring.

Her back arches, her nails dig into my neck, and all it does is make me fuck her harder.

“Still think you can run?” I pant, slamming into her, each word punctuated with a thrust.

“Still think you're in control?” I whisper.

She wraps her legs around me, her cunt clenching so tight I nearly lose it. Her lips brush mine.

“Harder,” she whispers.

I lose it. One hand on her throat, the other gripping her thigh, I fuck her into the bark until she’s sobbing, begging, biting down on her own fist to stay silent.

I rip her hand away from her mouth.

“Scream for me, baby. I want to hear how much you love it.”

Or how much she loves me like this.

She shatters around me. And I don’t stop. Not until I’m buried to the hilt, spilling inside her, growling her name like a fucking prayer.

When I finally pull back, she’s limp in my arms, scratched, bruised, and smiling like a devil.

Her voice is a wrecked whisper.

“You call that a monster, beastie?”

I kiss her hard. “I’m just getting started.”

Holy fuck. I can barely breathe. My skin stings from her scratches and bites. I pull off my now ripped t-shirt and put it over her head.

“That was fun,” she tells me.

“Yeah, baby. That was fucking perfect.”

My cock still throbs inside of her. The fact she’s so into this—something we can enjoy together. Fuck. She really is perfect for me.

“Let’s go back and clean up, get you warm.”

She bites on her lip and bats her lashes.

I’m obsessed with her. I can’t deny it any longer.

“I can think of lots of ways you can warm me up, sir.”

Damn.

I’ll lose my mind soon, I’m certain of it.

After we havea shower in my gym, I give her another sweater that fits like a dress on her. She looks cute as hell.

“So, you going to take me back to your bedroom here?” she asks, biting her nail.

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