Page 59 of His Christmas Wife

“Oh?”

“Not even close.” His eyes glinted, and a guttural, possessive note rang in his voice as he said, “You’re mine. And I’m going to prove it.”

CHAPTEREIGHT

Desire, as hot as it was demanding, pulsed through Kaylee.Prove it.

A wolfish grin becoming a snarl, he grabbed another condom and took her in a single stroke, making her gasp.

“I want your legs over my shoulders.”

He helped her into the position he wanted, and when he sank in, he was deeper than before, splitting her open. “Oh God.”

This time, there was no lovemaking. It was hardcore fucking, possessive. His hard thrusts matched his untamed, relentless personality.

And she was helpless to deny him.

In this moment, she wanted this every bit as much as he did.

On and on it went, until she was crying out. Desperate for what, she didn’t know.

“Say it.”

She knew what he wanted but couldn’t admit it out loud.

Impossibly he drove in with even more force.

This shouldn’t be something she loved, but she did. This wildness satisfied a part of her that had never been reached before.

“Fucking say it, Kaylee. Unless you want me to light up your ass.”

Maybe she wanted exactly that.

Reaching between them, he played with her clit, pressing his thumb against it, plunging her into a dizzying spiral of desire.

“Give me the words.”

She had to have the orgasm that loomed out of reach, the one he’d deny her unless she yielded to his command.

Driving into her, pressing against her, he captured her mouth.

Unable to resist him, she grabbed hold of his shoulders, digging her fingertips into his unyielding flesh.

She was coming apart. Finally she wrenched her mouth from his.“Yours.”Right then, in that moment, she meant it.

“Goddamn right.”

Instead of driving to completion, he stunned her by drawing back from her. Before she could figure out his intent, he lowered his head to her pussy, then devoured her with his mouth, licking her, eating her out as he fucked her with three fingers, stretching her impossibly wide. While she writhed and whimpered, he eased out one of his slick fingers and instead worked it into her ass, claiming every part of her. It was delicious. She needed more, everywhere.

Then frustrating her, he left her completely, and she moaned her protest.

“I’ve got you.”

He rolled to his side and reached toward the nightstand. She couldn’t see what he was doing, but a moment later, he pressed something cool and slick against her anal whorl.

She went rigid.

“You’re going to take this for me. Bear down.” Firmly, one hand on her belly, he began to insert the plug.

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