Page 44 of Chaos
He presses the head of his dick to my anus and slowly pushes in, entering me with a sting of pain that promises pleasure to come.
Bit by bit, he stretches me, sliding in and out, picking up the pace until he’s slamming into me. His grip on me is punishing as he pistons deeper from yet another angle, hitting spots that make me sob with pleasure.
His hips snap against my ass, one hand fisting my hair to arch my back, the other slapping my cheek lightly—stinging, possessive. "Take it. All of it. This ass is mine too. Gonna mark every part of you."
The bed creaks under us, headboard thumping the wall, but I don't care. My world narrows to him—his grunts, the slap of skin, the way he owns me completely. "Jace...harder. I need?—"
"I know what you need," he snarls, reaching around to rub my clit again, fast and rough. "My cum. Deep inside your ass."The dirty promise, the possession in his tone, tips me over again, my second orgasm hitting harder.
He roars, thrusting erratically now, chasing his own release. "Fuck, yes—Take it all, baby.” Hot spurts fill me, pulsing deep, marking me from the inside as he grinds against me, drawing out every drop. We collapse together, him still buried in me, his body a heavy, protective blanket over mine.
From the clubhouse below, the sounds of the brothers gathering for the evening drift up. Laughter, loud voices, the clatter of pool balls. Our family. My family now too.
As I wiggle, Jace eases up to let me roll over on the mattress. He kisses my shoulder, my neck, murmuring praises between pants. "So perfect. Love you, sweetheart. My girl. Always."
I turn my head, catching his lips in a messy, sated kiss. "Love you too. Forever."
I fought. He fought. We both did.
And now, this love of ours is not only flourishing, it’s blooming into something beautiful and wild and unbreakable.
Just like us.
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