Page 123 of She will Always be Mine

“Hmm… I like that.” He smirks. “Come here.”

I close the distance between us and put my hands on his abs. He winds his arm around my waist as he pulls me flush against him, trapping my arms between our bodies. His calloused fingers send a shiver down my spine as they glide up and down my naked back. “It’s a good thing you let your hair down. Otherwise, I would’ve been distracted the whole night. It’s a struggle as it is, baby.”

“Like you aren’t distracting enough. I almost took Monica’s eyes out when she couldn’t keep them off you,” I say possessively, and his gaze darkens like he loves my jealousy.

“Is that why you bit me when I fucked you?” he demands. “You want to lay claim on your man, Nyra?”

The way he calls himselfmy manin that rough and low voice of his fills my veins with euphoria. I’m never one to be so bold but the urge to mark him had come out of nowhere. He wasn’t the only one tortured today because so was I. I wanted to scream, “He’s mine!”when I noticed the eyes of every girl in the vicinity drooling over him.

“Yeah,” I reply, my voice a low rasp. “I hated the lust in other people’s eyes, thinking they can steal you away from me. They need to know you’re mine, Riaan. That I’m the only one who makes you lose control.”

Deep down, our need to claim each other in every primal way is so strong because it’s the one we’re being denied. Whenever someone says we can’t be together, I want to prove them wrong. So, until I can, I’ll claim him in the shadows.

Sliding his hands down to my hips, he grasps me roughly until a moan slips past my lips. Running his nose down my cheek, he peppers my skin with soft kisses and puts his mouth against my ear, gruffly whispering, “You own me as much as I own you, baby. My heart beats for you, my body belongs to you, and my soul… it can’t last without yours. And when you’re ready, I’ll claim you in front of the entire world.”

Inching back, his lips touching mine as he says, “Until then, claim me however you want. I’m all yours.”

“Do we really have to go out?” My body is starving for something else entirely.

His dark gaze turns warm with amusement. “Yeah, baby. You haven’t gone out since you came back.”

“But—” His lips smash against mine, kissing me deeply.

“I’ll let you ride my dick once we get back.”

“Promise?” I’m not even ashamed of the need in my voice. Having him ravage my body is a high I never want to get rid of.

“I plan to fuck you all night long, baby.” His tone is predatory. “Slow and deep. Rough and hard. Until your throat is raw from screaming my name.”

“You’re insatiable.”

“Takes one to know one.”

Standing to his full height until I have to tilt my head to maintain eye contact, he moves to stand behind me while holding out his phone. When I look up, I see our reflection in the full-length mirror in front of us. I hardly even reach his shoulders because of how tall he is despite the short heels I’m wearing.

With one arm resting on my hips, he brings my hair forward on one side, baring my collarbone, and leans down to kiss my wildly beating pulse. Meeting my gaze in the mirror, he tells me playfully, “It’s a shame we don’t have pictures together. But I know that you were sneaking some of me.”

My body goes cold at the mention of pictures but before painful memories can drown me, Riaan’s soft voice brings me back to the surface. I remind myself this is different and focus on him, his hands, his scent, and the feel of him. “We’re going to fix it now. I want to capture the way you look at me.”

Placing my hand on his, I intertwine our fingers and lean my head in the crook of his arms. “How do I look at you?”

“Like I’m all you’ll ever need.”

I blush and my cheeks heat even more when he raises his phone and snaps the moment. I catch his gaze in the mirror and cocking my hip to the side, I pose for him, making him smile. I love how we fit so perfectly, his hard edges complementing my soft ones. He stares at me so intensely like I take his breath away and the feeling is indescribable.

Taking the phone from him, I click more selfies while he uses the free rein to his advantage and roams his hands all over me. When his fingers inch underneath my dress, one arm wrapped possessively around my shoulder, I almost drop the phone. I only get one more snap before my eyes close as he teases my pussy mercilessly with his fingers rubbing circles over my thong.

I’m about to fall apart when he stops and straightens my dress. “Come on. We don’t wanna be late.”

“I hate it when you do that,” I snap in frustration.

“My filthy girl is always so greedy.”

“You’ve turned me into one.”

“I know,” he replies smugly.

Taking my hand, he pulls me into step beside him as we make our way to the hallway. I forgo my purse since I’m only carrying my phone and wait as he locks the apartment door.

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