“Goddamn,” I rasp. “You’re so fucking tight.”
 
 I grit my teeth as I push into her strangling pussy slowly, watching her face for signs of pain as I stretch her out, inch by inch.
 
 Discomfort is written across her features, eyes wide and beginning to water, brows pulling together with a pleading expression.
 
 Her hands clutch my arms, fingernails digging in, mouth falling open as I work my way in until I'm fully seated inside her. A groan tears through my chest as her wet heat engulfs me, herwalls fluttering as they try to adjust to the intrusion.
 
 “You’re so big,” she whimpers like it’s painful.
 
 I can't even speak but I stay still, giving her a little more time to adjust. Her whimpers meld into a moan of relief as her body relaxes.
 
 Resting my forehead against hers, I begin to move, shallow, slow thrusts at first. She moans under me, her pussy pulling at me with every motion, hot, wet and tight around me.
 
 Every movement is gentle. I don’t miss a single sound she makes. When she gasps too sharp, I stop and check. When she pulls me closer, I sink deeper.
 
 She wraps her hands around my hips, guiding me like she has control of this. But I want to be used, I want to be her puppet. To be completely under her control. A slave for her pleasure.
 
 “God, you feel like heaven, Ivy… squeezing the life out of me.”
 
 Her eyes shine. “You always treat me like I'm something soft.”
 
 “You are.”
 
 “But I'm resilient. I can take more. I can handle it.”
 
 “You shouldn't have to.” I shake my head.
 
 Her breath stutters. “But I want to… for you.”
 
 Hearing that does something to me I don't know how to explain. I let go just a little more. Let my hips roll deeper, my hand gripping her thigh to guide her against me as I steadily pump in and out.
 
 She moans my name, her body trembling under mine. “Zane, I'm close,” she moans.
 
 “Then come for me, sweetheart,” I rasp, my thumb finding her clit again. “Come for me like you own me and let me feel you.”
 
 She falls apart beneath me with a sweet cry, clawing at my ass, then biting down on my shoulder as her walls clench aroundme so tight I nearly go blind.
 
 I barely make it three more thrusts before I lose it. Groaning her name into her neck, I pull out as quick as I can, spilling directly onto her gaping pussy, my hips shuddering.
 
 Fuck, I hope I didn’t pull out too late. If I just fucked up the one thing I swore to protect, I’ll never forgive myself.
 
 My mind is muddied with pleasure. Our bodies tangled together, breath mixing, as the aftershocks rip through us.
 
 “See?” she says breathlessly, like the defiant woman she is. “Told you, you wouldn't break me.”
 
 Pulling back, I scan her to check she’s not bleeding anywhere. She’s not. In fact, she’s glowing. This goddess of a woman just let me ruin her and she somehow looks even more powerful than before.
 
 I can’t ignore the shadow of shame creeping up my spine but when I look at her… she looks more alive than ever.
 
 Laughing breathlessly, I kiss her like I'm promising the rest of my life.
 
 And I think I am. Because now I can’t imagine a world where I don’t live toserve her.
 
 Chapter 41
 
 Phoenix
 
 Gravel chews at our boots as we make our way back to the station. The silence between us is a welcome reprieve from the recent chaos.