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She immediately dug her heels into the mattress as her legs opened farther. Her eyes locked on mine, glassy and filled with lust. Her wrists strained slightly against the silk ties, but not because she wanted out—she wanted more. My filthy girl needed it just as badly as I did.

“Fuck, look at you,” I groaned. “Needy. Sweet. And mine.”

Her breath hitched when I leaned in, sucked one hard nipple into my mouth, and bit down just enough to make her cry out. Her back arched as I soothed the sting with my tongue, then did it again. “You like that, don’t you? My mouth on your tits, my cock buried deep.”

“Yes,” she moaned.

I pulled back, pounding into her harder. “Then give me everything. Breathe for me. Fuck, yes!”

Her eyes started to close, and I slapped one of her ass cheeks to get her attention. “Keep your eyes open. I want to see you when I make you scream.”

She whimpered, writhing under me, her hips rolling to meet my thrusts. Her pussy was soaked, fluttering around me like she was trying to pull every drop out of my cock.

“You feel that?” I hissed. “How deep am I? The way you’re stretched around me?”

“Yes! Oh my gosh, yes!”

“That’s my cock claiming you, baby. Fucking you so good you’ll forget anyone else even exists. Because there’s no one else. Just you, me, and this tight little pussy I’m gonna fill over and over again until you’re leaking down your thighs.”

Her moan turned into a choked sob of pleasure, her whole body trembling beneath me.

“Rub your clit for me.”

She reached down, her fingers shaking as they found that swollen little nub. I grunted at the sight—her legs open wide, my cock hammering into her while her fingers worked her clit, and her lips parted on broken gasps.

“That’s it,” I growled. “Good fucking girl. Gonna make yourself come while I own your pussy.”

Her thighs started to quake. Her breath caught, and I saw her whole body start to lock up.

“Not yet,” I barked, snapping my hips harder. “Not till I say.”

She whimpered, her body bowing off the bed.

“You wanna come, baby?”

“Yes,” she cried.

“Then you fucking wait. And you take this cock deep.”

I reached down, pinched her clit hard enough to make her scream, then rewarded her with a deep, hard thrust that made her sob.

“Beg me,” I gritted out, fighting my own orgasm. “Ask me to come inside you. Tell me what you want.”

“I want your come,” she choked out. “I want you to fill me up. Please, Lucas. Please, I need it!”

“That’s right, baby,” I rasped. “You want my seed inside you. You want me to knock you up. Make you round with my baby. You’re mine, Maren, and I’m gonna fuck a baby into you.”

She screamed my name like it was a prayer and a curse as she shattered, her pussy clamping down so hard I couldn’t fucking breathe. I finally let go, roaring as I slammed deep, grinding into her as I came harder than I ever had in my life.

“Take it,” I snarled. “Every fucking drop.”

Her walls milked me until I had nothing left, and she was limp beneath me, gasping and moaning.

I collapsed over her, panting against her neck, her body still tied beneath mine, trembling in the aftermath of what we’d just done.

And I was still fucking hard.

I’d just emptied my load inside her and was still buried to the hilt. But damn, I was ready to take her again. I couldn’t explain it except that the need to prove who she belonged to was riding me hard. To remind myself that she was here, safe, and fucking mine.