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One day, she would take my knot in her arsehole and beg for more. I smiled at the thought, rubbing my hand down her damp back as another rope of come spurted inside her.
She sighed against the bed, but her arsehole contracted around me.
And I continued to fill her wee arse up.
Chapter 22
Nia
He was still inside my ass, rocking his hips as if he didn't want to leave it. I reached between my legs to rub myself. It was a different kind of ache from my heat, but I needed more.
“Are yae needing more, darlin’?” he drawled, continuing his lazy strokes.
I nodded, working my fingers a little faster.
“Ma greedy wee mate. Am goin'tae wash up and see tae yer cunt. Don't move an inch,” he said before he eased himself out.
His come gushed out, running down my pussy and dripping down my thighs. I was about to move until I remembered his words.
I heard him chuckle as he left the room. I lifted my head and looked around. There were several black bags. It was probably all the soiled clothes from the heat. I arched my back to stretch my muscles.
He’d proved his point tonight in a vicious manner. However, there was truth to his words. He’d ruined me for any other toy or man. I hated him for it. For making me crave the bond, the filth, the control. For making it feel like right when it was so wrong. I didn't know what to do about it.
How could I claw myself out of this mess?
Every time I pulled back, the bond dragged me closer. Every breath I took felt steeped in him—his scent, his touch, his voice echoing in my fucking head.
The door creaked open, and I glanced up. Lyall sauntered in with his semi-hard cock swinging between his thighs. His bush was trimmed, but it only made his knot stand out. I bit my lip, remembering how it felt inside me. The stretch and pain only made me crave it more.
“It’s all yours, darlin’. Ah’v never fucked another woman before yae,” he said.
My head snapped up, and I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees. His gaze never wavered.
“How—” I started to say, but stopped.
He was older than me, and I’d been with countless men. Okay, most of them were in college, but still.
“I wuz waiting fur ma mate. You,” he answered my unasked question.
He didn't hesitate. He didn't blink.
He’d saved himself for me.Like I’d always been his. Like the bond had been there long before I ever saw him.
My chest ached, and I cautiously analysed the feelings in my chest. Pride, love, dominance—
Vulnerable? Mine? His?
“I telt yae no to move,” he said with a grin.
SLAP!
“Bad gurl.”
I howled and grabbed my ass, rubbing the sting away while giving him the evil eye.
Vulnerable, my ass.
“Ah cun feel yer anger. It’s only going tae make me fuck you harder,” The shameless devil said.
