Page 64 of Purity

“I’m going to mark you,” I say. “So that everyone knows you’re mine.”

“Okay…” It sounds like a question.

I lean forward and lick her neck before biting down. She hisses, but I don’t think I really hurt her. I pull away and look down, loving the red print on her pretty skin.

“If anyone asks you about that, say Cole gave it to you.” I grab her hips before thrusting hard. “Because I own you now.”

She whimpers, nodding frantically. “Yes!”

“I own every part of you.” I grip her by the neck and squeeze tightly. “Say it. Say, ‘Cole, you own me’.”

She thrusts against me, clearly trying to find her own rhythm, but I won’t let her. Not until she gives me what I want. “Cole, you…”

I give her neck a squeeze. “Say I own you. Say it!”

“You own me.”

Her words flow through me like a drug, and my eyes fall shut. I ram into her tightness again and again, clenching my teeth to keep the unbearable pleasure from sending me over the edge. I need more. So much more.

“All of you,” I say, as I trail my fingers down her big, luscious ass. I slip one finger between her cheeks and press it into her tight hole.

She shrieks, and I laugh. “That’s mine too,” I say. “Every part of you. Oh God, Livvy, I’m going to fuck all of it. Fuck you raw.” I pound into her so hard that her head presses into the wall.

“Cole!”

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you? Filthy girl. My fallen angel.”

“Yes!”

Her dazed eyes tell me she’s close to coming, so I place my hand on her skin and trail it down until I find her clit. I rub softly up and down, and she releases a soft little whimper. Her pussy clenches around my cock. The pleasure is so overwhelming, I could die.

When I slam into her again, she stares up at me with her brow furrowed and her lips parted.

It’s the look.

The look that makes me feel like a hero and a dark villain at the same time. A look that stirs ancient feelings of subduing and conquering.

When I remove my hand from her clit, her eyes widen. “Cole?”

She’s sexually frustrated, and God, I shouldn’t be doing this. This should be about her pleasure only.

But I can’t help myself.

“Tell me you’re mine forever,” I whisper into her ear. “And I’ll let you come.”

“You’re…” I pound into her, she intakes a sharp breath. “You’re mine.”

“No.” I grip her shoulders and dig my fingers into her skin. “Say, ‘Cole, I’m yours forever’.”

She whimpers. “Cole, I’m yours forever.”

Pleasure radiates throughout my body. I’m so close to coming. I have to grit my teeth to fight it. I place my fingers on her clit and rub slowly.

“Yes!”

I increase the pace of my fingers, and each thrust into her sends spasms of heat throughout my body. “Say it again.”

Her brows draw together. “Say what?”

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