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I swallow hard and cup her cheek, which gives her the answer she wants. Her soft lips circle the head of my cock, hesitant at first until her tongue flickers over the slit, licking away precum. Her moan should not make me want to cum, and yet I grit my teeth.

“Lydia,” I warn, holding her hair back as she takes me completely in her mouth. “This is not how this is supposed to work.”

She makes a small sound that reverberates through my dick, and yet she pulls back enough to show me her smile. “How is it supposed to work, then?”

“My head betweenyourthighs,” I hiss, jerking as she strokes me with her hand, tongue sliding up my shaft. “Not you on your knees.”

“What if I like being here?” she teases my tip with her tongue, still smiling. “What if I’m enjoying this?”

My chest heaves with each breath I pull in, and my balls tighten with my impending release.Shit. I used to have stamina. Used to be able to hold out for a while. And yet a couple swipes of her tongue and seeing her naked has me ready to explode.

“Lydia.” Her eyes find mine as she licks her way up my shaft again.

“Yes, Mr Abernathy?” she asks sweetly.

“If you don’t stop now,” I say through gritted teeth, “I’ll be forced to finish on that pretty face of yours.”

She hums under her breath, but she doesn’t stop. It’s enough to have my control slip entirely.

I finish hard, biting down on a groan as she works me through it, hands stroking me softly while her lips remain suctioned around my tip. Those storm-grey eyes are locked on mine as she works me until there’s nothing left.

When she swallows, I lose every last ounce of control I have. I slam my mouth against hers and taste myself on her tongue, not caring at all as I guide her onto the rug, lying her out beneath me. As badly as I want her coming on my mouth, I palm my still hard cock and wipe myself through her arousal.

“You have no idea what you’ve done,” I growl against her lips as I line myself up perfectly. “God, you’ve got no idea. You’re mine.”

Lydia’s arms go around my neck. “Then mean it,” she replies quietly, hooking her feet behind me.

Our eyes meet as I inch inside her. Pain flares in her eyes, but she bites down on a cry, pressing her lips together.

“That’s it,” I murmur, pausing to give her a chance to adjust. “You’re going to take me so well, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she gasps when I continue, arching into me. “God, yes.”

I chuckle, sheathing myself inside her completely. “I knew you would look perfect under me.”

Her eyelids flutter on a silent cry as I start moving. Long, gentle strokes, thrusts that keep us completely connected. I’m glued to her expressions, watching every breath, admiring each little movement she makes. Lydia writhes beneath me, whimpers, eyes wide and locked on mine.

Her pussy flutters around me, her impending climax drawing another from me. “That’s it,” I coo, cracking one hand by her head while the other goes to her clit. “You’re going to come with me, Lydia. Strangle me with this perfect cunt of yours.”

“Yes,” she whispers, fingers digging into my burn again. “Fuck.”

I cover her mouth with mine to drown her cries as she clamps hard around me. The walls of her pussy pulsate, forcing another orgasm from me.

We fall over the edge, locked together, our breaths harsh and heavy as the storm rages beyond the protected windows. There was never any point in trying to get her out of my system. I was fucked the moment she entered my property.

Tonight just proves that.

It showed me she is mine.

EIGHT

LYDIA

Warmth cocoons me on all sides, and for the first time in what feels like forever, I feel rested…at peace. Memories of last night flash across my mind, of Cade’s mouth on mine, on feeling his lips skim the rest of my body as he showed me what real pleasure looked like. I remember how well he fit inside me, how amazing it felt to actually be wanted.

It’s not a familiar feeling at all, and as I snuggle into his arms, it’s one I don’t want to disappear.

The feeling of safety, of peace, and knowing there is someone that actually wantsme,gives me hope. Could I have what my brothers have? Could I have the happily ever after I’ve always been jealous of?