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My thighs clench in mouthwatering anticipation.

The smack happens right on “One” and the burst of liquid that comes out of me on contact has embarrassment crawling under my skin. He drags the tip of his cock through my slick folds. “Color?”

“Green”

“Still not ready to tell me who this belongs to, Edith?”

I need him inside me. I’m torn between giving into the answer tickling the tip of my tongue, and biting it down so I get more smacks. It’s already going to hurt to sit down tomorrow, what’s one more smack likely to change?

He pauses his dick at my entrance, making my hips buck against the couch. “Dime, princesa.”

“You, Apollo. My pussy belongs to you.”

When he thrusts his cock inside me in one hard, smooth motion, I cry out in blissful relief.

In truth, my prince of darkness possesses every part of me. Body, mind, and soul. Now that I’ve given myself over to him and stopped fighting how I’m feeling, custody of my entire being is non-negotiable.

He owns me.

CHAPTER42

Apollo

Ihave never seen my perfectly composed girl so wholly unbridled before, and I fucking love it.

Drilling my cock into her as I stare at the red marks I left on her perky little ass, I can’t help but thrust harder. “Such a tight pussy, Edie. I love feeling how much you need me right where I belong.”

She flexes around my cock as she murmurs into the couch, her nails scratching against the fabric on the harder thrusts. Gentle is not in my playbook tonight.

I pull out, all the way to the tip, and right as she rears her head back to protest, I smack her and spear her in one go. The raw moans of pleasure she’s making serve only to make me harder. I need to ravage every inch of this woman.

Her walls tense, flickering with telltale signs that she’s close. “Don’t fight it,princesa.”

The temptation to circle my finger around her asshole is damn near overwhelming. She’s never had anyone there, and the drive to send her over the edge in a wave of unprecedented bliss—but the risk of pushing her too far all at once, of sensory overload, isn’t one I’m willing to take.

There’s no way she won’t feel my presence all day tomorrow, given that she’s been perched at the perfect angle for me to handle her ass.

Another smack. Another uninhibited string of noises.

The quivering of her walls intensifies around my cock, and I hiss out a breath, determined not to blow until she’s come for me. “Take it, princesa. Take every inch of me.” I can’t stop staring at the space where our bodies connect. My cock is slick from her arousal, and with each thrust she gets wetter.

I’ve never questioned if she’d be capable of what I need her to take from me. She’s strong, determined, and she hates to fucking lose. But the harder my balls slap against her and the needier her little noises become as she pleads for me not to stop, the surer I am.

She ignites around my dick, gripping me with a force that sucks the breath from my lungs, forcing me over the edge with her. I can’t hold back with her silky hot walls gripping me.

Grabbing onto her hips, my body jerks and spasms as I come, spilling into my whimpering girl. Bending over her, I stretch for the discarded panties on the cushion next to her.

As I tease my cock out of her a little at a time, we both hiss. Her legs twitch and jump as the remnants of her orgasm roll through her body.

Using my thumb, I collect the thick creamy cum trickling from her pussy and push it back in before stuffing her panties into her entrance to keep it there.

Sweeping her into my arms, I nuzzle the side of her deliriously sated face, my facial hair grazing against her soft cheek. “You are mine,princesa.”

Her eyes flutter closed as she gives me a “mhmm. Forever.” She sighs, her body sagging against me as I carry her to the bathroom. I pluck out the cum-soaked panties and place her on the toilet while I start the shower.

She yawns, blinking at me through heavy eyes. “But I’m not done yet.”

She can barely keep her eyes open, but I love her enthusiasm, her determination. Cocking my eyebrow at her while she pees, she frowns. “I’m not.”