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I gasp but remain quiet.

“Who do you belong to, Arianna?” Sebastian grunts as he pulls back. “Say it.”

“You say it,” I bite back.

He grins at me before pulling out so slowly that I feel every single inch of him drag along my inner walls. “Feels like your pussy knows it’s mine already, darling.” His lips brush across mine, then they move to my ear. “You belong to me.”

“For how long?” I ask without thinking. I ask the question that I’ve been asking myself since the moment we met.

“Until you realize that you’re too good for this world. For me,” he says quietly, then drops a quick kiss on my temple. Right where the band-aid he placed there after he tended to the cut is.

My throat instantly gets tight. “That will never happen,” I whisper. He then lets my hands go, freeing me, and I curl them around the back of his neck and pull his mouth down to mine. I kiss him, hoping he can feel what it’s in my heart.

All he ignited inside of me.

With this kiss, I hope he understands there’s no place I would rather be than right here with him. Because I love him. God, I love him so much. I never knew something so beautiful could bloom inside my cold heart, but it did. For him. For his daughter.

As we kiss, he slides in and out of me, his pace never faltering. Hard and fast. Each thrust of his hips is sending me closer to the edge. Closer to a sweet release. As my body starts to hum with electricity and my core pulses around his length, I listen to the sound of his harsh breathing pick up as his heart beats just as hard as mine against my chest. I cling to him, not wanting to let go, then I fall over the edge while the walls of my sex pulse around his cock.

“This… this is too much.” What I feel for him. What he makes me feel. All of it.

“Fuck, baby.” I hear him groan as he drops his forehead to mine, then he thrusts deep one last time, and then he, too, falls over the edge.

We stay like that for a long moment before he pulls back and places me down on the shower floor. “Are you going to pass out on me, darling?”

“Yes.” I don’t even attempt to disguise how truly spent I am. The man is a beast. An insatiable one at that.

He laughs. The sound makes my heart beat faster, and I smile.

He places his fingers under my chin and tilts my head back until we are eye-to-eye, then his gaze searches mine for a long moment. He doesn’t say anything, but that doesn’t mean I don’t feel the look he gives me down to my toes before his mouth touches mine. “I meant it.”

“What?” I whisper back.

Grabbing the soap from behind me, he lathers his hand, and begins to scrub my body sensually, igniting the fire again. “You are mine.”

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

As if my heart understands this pivotal moment, it starts to race.

“Are you mine?” I ask, vulnerably, with my heart on my sleeve.

“There could never be anyone else…”

After dropping that bomb, he smiles knowingly and continues to wash me, and he tends to me before taking us both to bed.

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BASTIAN

I watch her sleep, her beautiful golden hair spread on my chest and her face tucked between my neck.

Flashes of the night hit me as I listen to her breathing peacefully.

Her beautiful face lit up when we were dancing while everyone else stood back and watched us.

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