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I pump the three fingers into her, lapping up the wetness soaking my hand and her cunt. “Tell me how much you fucking want it,” I growl.

“Gabriel, please,” she cries, “Don’t stop.”

I needed to be inside her. Now.

She whimpers when I come away and strip out of my clothes, falling back between her thighs, “Open wider for me,” I demand, helping to push at her legs. One hand slips beneath her ass, lifting it from the bed while my other guides the head of my cock into her entrance. I slam forward as I yank her back, filling her completely. Her scream is like damn music.

I jerk my hips, not pulling out completely and thump our bodies together, my fingers in a bruising hold on her flesh. She moans with every move, her muscles contracting and pulsing around my dick.

“Dio.” I rasp out, “dioyou feel so fucking good,leonessa. So fucking good.”

“Gabriel!” She cries.

“That’s it, call my fucking name,” I praise, pulling out and slamming back in.

Her nails score my skin where she grips my wrists as I continue to fuck her. God I’d only had her for one night before, but I’ve missed it. I’ve missed her.

I slow, realizing this. Gently, keeping myself buried inside, I lower her to the bed, covering her body with my own, needing more contact, needing every inch of her pressed to me. I claim her mouth as I roll my hips into her, not one part of us not touching. Her legs wrap around my waist as I sink in deep, grinding up against that sweet bundle of nerves. She whimpers against my lips.

“You were made for me,mondo mia, every atom of you is mine.”

“It’s too much,” She whispers, panting against me.

“It’s not enough.”

“I can’t,” she pants.

“You can, baby. You can. Feel me. Feel this.” I kiss her, “Feel what I do and what you do to me.” I jolt forward, “You make me crazy, Amelia. I need you.”

It wasn’t the claiming I expected it to be, after being without her I wanted to fuck her hard, fast, I wanted to mark her with me, smear it into her skin, make her feel me for days but this, this was slow and it was euphoric. It was a claiming in a different way.

Her nails score my skin, her pussy fluttering around my cock.

“Come for me,leonessa,” I kiss her, her mouth opening to let me in. My tongue matching the same pace as my hips and when she shatters beneath me, her body tensing and her pussy walls clamping down around my dick, I taste it, swallow down the moans and sighs of her orgasm. Her climax triggers my own, balls tightening and cock swelling, “I’m going to come,cazzo,” I growl.

“Yes!” She hisses, tightening her legs around me to hold me inside of her. My teeth sink into her neck as I empty myself, groaning into her skin as I pump, dragging out every last second.

I hold my weight, breathing heavily before I lift my head and kiss her jaw, “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” she whispers, threading her fingers into my hair and tugging me, claiming my mouth. “More.”

I grin against her, “Oh I intend to,mondo mia.”

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Pleasure courses through me, my core tightening as I slowly wake from sleep. Drowsily I look down, finding Gabriel’s dark head of hair between my thighs, the shirt I’d stolen from him to sleep in bunched up around my hips, his big hands keeping my legs apart.

“Jesus Christ,” I groan, voice roughened by sleep, my hips rolling, seeking more as he flicks his tongue against my clit and gently slides a finger inside.

His rumbling chuckle vibrates against my flesh before he scrapes his teeth against me.

“Like that,” I praise, “Just like that.”

“What a greedy, dirty girl you are,” Gabriel flashes his eyes to me, his mouth slick with my arousal as it hovers over me. His finger is still buried in my pussy, just one and he holds it still. “Say please.”

He blows a breath over my sensitive clit.

“Please,”I manage to gasp out.

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