One eyebrow arched. “Surely you can give me five.”
I shook my head again. He smiled softly. “If I decide I want you to come ten more times, you will come ten more times. Understand?”
A full-body shudder. I nodded.
“Three it is, then.”
Three? I’d be lucky to survive one. “Please,” I managed, my voice ragged. “It hurts.”
Aiden leaned down and kissed my forehead gently. “I know, violet.” Then he kissed my lips. “But you and I both know you want it to hurt.” He pushed the vibrator into me once more.
And I did come. Three more times.
Setting the vibrator aside, Aiden fit himself against me and rolled his hips, entering me smoothly. My pussy was so wet and swollen that he bottomed out on the first thrust.
“Fuuuuck.” He closed his eyes, coming to stillness. “Your cunt fits me perfectly. I’m all the way inside you now.”
I squeezed down on his cock out of pure instinct and reached for him. Bracing himself above me, Aiden came close enough for me to touch, and it wasn’t enough. I needed his skin on mine. Needed more.
Somehow he knew, lowering himself so his body was heavy on mine. “Hold on to me. I’m going to fuck you now, and I’m not taking it easy.”
I slid my arms around him and clutched his shoulders. He felt so good inside me and on me. I wasn’t sure I was fully conscious anymore.
It couldn’t be stopped. I came all over his cock. He’d made my body so used to orgasming that I couldn’tnotcome. It hurt exquisitely, so much better with him thrusting deep and hard and steady.
Aiden buried his face in my neck and fucked me harder, moaning as he came. I’d never heard a hotter sound in my life. The way his knot filled me turned my brain off.Safe.Mine.
We rested together for a while, both of us catching our breath. I, for one, wasn’t sure I could move. But whose fault was that?
Slowly, he raised his head so we could see each other and stroked the hair back from my face. “How do you feel?”
I swallowed once. Again. Tried to find my voice. “Like I’m not sure if I exist.”
Aiden’s unguarded grin nearly made my heart stop. He was beautiful. I released my hold on him to run my fingers over his face, marveling.
“You did amazing, you know that?”
“Really?”
“Yes. Incredible.” He dropped his forehead against mine. “You were made for me. My head’s still spinning that I get to call you mine.”
I closed my eyes and sank further into his hold and the peace of existing in a place where you wanted nothing. Needed nothing. Where the world was quiet and soft.
Gently, he took my wrist.
“Why do you wear these?” He ran a finger beneath the gold chain that circled my left wrist. This one had flat, circular jewels that nestled against the back of my hand before the loop curled around my middle finger.
I had so many that I barely thought about it when I put them on in the morning. My voice was rough, but I was back in my body enough to speak. “I don’t know. They’re pretty.”
As soon as I’d seen them, years ago, I’d loved them and went to find a pair I could buy. My hands almost felt strange without them now.
“They are pretty,” he agreed. “But I don’t think that’s why you wear them.”
“Oh?” I raised an eyebrow. “Am I not allowed to like pretty things?”
Aiden rolled his hips, reminding me that I was pinned to the bed and I wasonlywearing the chains on my hands and nothing else.
He laughed softly, the sound raising goose bumps on my skin, and not only in a good way. “Careful, violet. The vibrator is still right there. But, as I was saying, I don’t think you wear your chains only because they’re pretty.”
