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“Fuck, I needed that,” he rasps. “I’ve been rock hard since I ate your sweet cunt yesterday, and no amount of jerking off helped.” He gently pushes me back on the bed, kisses me deeply, his tongue tasting mine, before he kisses down my body. He lingers over my breasts, sucking my nipples until I beg him for more. By the time he gets to my pussy, I’m dripping wet and so turned on.

“Fuck me, Suit,” I plead, bending my knees and presenting myself for him.

He slides his hard cock over my pussy before slowly pushing inside, inch by inch. “You don’t need to be so gentle with me, Suit. Fuck me hard. I’m not a virgin anymore. I can take anything you have to offer. Don’t hold back.”

Surprise flickers in his eyes. Does he think I would want missionary vanilla sex for the rest of our lives? I want to try new things. I want to give him what he needs. I always wanted that. I just wanted all of him.

He drives into me, gripping my wrists and securing them above my head. “Be careful what you ask for, princess. There are so many things I’d love to do to you.”

“So tell me,” I pant as he starts to fuck me. “Stop hiding yourself from me, Suit. I want to see all of you, not only the parts you think I can handle.”

His lips slam down on mine, capturing my moans as he fucks me so hard I almost fall off the bed. He pulls out and rolls me over onto my stomach, lifting my hips and thrusting back inside. He pulls my arms behind my back and keeps them there.

“You’re mine now, Elena.” He thrusts. “My wife.” Again. “My old lady.” And again. “And the mother of my child.”

“Suit,” I whimper, pushing back against him.

“You’re going to let me keep breeding you, filling you with my cum, aren’t you? Such a good fucking princess.”

The dirty talk is killing me.

When I come, he keeps fucking me through my orgasm, and I’m all but screaming at this stage.

“That’s right, let Angel hear you. Then he will know that my mouth and dick are enough to make you stay,” he growls, and I realize Angel had given him shit after I left yesterday. “You know his room is right next door. He can hear every moan you make.”

Okay, this should not get me even hotter, but it does.

He pulls out and lifts me into his arms, carrying me to the wall. He pushes me against it face-first, then slides back into me, fucking me against the wall.

Is this the wall that borders Angel’s room?

“Come for me again, princess. One more and then I’ll fill you up.”

His fingers grip my nape, the other one at my hip. It’s clear that Suit has been holding back on me.

And I can’t wait to explore this side of him.

I come first, and then he quickly follows me, my name on his lips.

I am his wife.

And for the first time, he’s acting like it.

SUIT

It’s been a week since Elena came back to me, and things have changed so much since then. She moved into my room. I’ve been treating her like my wife, not just a responsibility, and I’ve been getting to know her. I’ve taken her on three dates this week. And all night we make love. Yes, even when we are fucking, it’s still making love, because she’s my fucking wife.

She doesn’t know it yet, but tonight she’s getting her property patch. I ask myself if it is too soon, but really she should have gotten her cut when she married me. I don’t want her to be walking around here anymore, especially at parties, without her cut. I want everyone to know that she is mine.

“There are so many members here tonight,” she murmurs, glancing around the bar. “What’s the occasion? Ora and Lu have baked enough desserts to feed us for a week.”

I smile and pull her in for a kiss to distract her. Haze gets up onstage and sings a few songs for the crowd.

“He’s incredible.” She beams, slowly dancing to the music. My hands come down on her waist. “You keep moving like that, and we’re going to be heading upstairs.”

She laughs and continues to dance on me, grinding her round ass onto my cock. I’m about to throw her over my shoulder and carry her away when Prez speaks, reminding me why we’re here.

“Serpents, we have you all here tonight for a good fucking reason. Something must be in the fucking water around here. Suit, come up here with your woman.”