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“You will.” I hooked my arm under her ass and hitched her higher. “And you belonged to me the moment the fates decided we should be together.” I carried on down the hall toward my room. She started struggling. I ignored it and kept going, walking into the room and kicking the door shut behind us.

“I need to be with Nia,” she said, looking for any excuse and shoving at my chest.

“Ebony will take good care of her.”

Her jaw tightened. “Don’t tell me what to do with my familiar.”

“Stop trying to pick a fight.”

“I’m not, you just really piss me off.”

I gripped her tighter in my arms, my face close to hers. “And now I’m going to get you off.”

She shoved at me again. “God, you are such an arrogant asshole.”

“And you’re a brat,” I said because the more she yelled at me, the stronger her scent became.

“You’re a goddamn control freak,” she said and shoved again.

“I promise, you’ll get off on that as well.”

The fire ignited in her eyes again. “Arrogant, son of a…”

I slammed my mouth down on hers.

She gripped my shirt and tried to push me back, and I sucked on her sweet mouth and nipped her lower lip in return. She gasped, tried to shove me away once more, then changed her mind, and fisting my shirt, tugged me closer instead.

Her fingers thrust into my hair, holding me fast. Fuck yes. I groaned and claimed her mouth fully, making it mine.

Iris returned my kiss like we were in battle. “Asshole,” she said against my lips and tore the front of my shirt open. The buttons pinged off the floor.

I snarled and had to fight the urge to throw her over my fucking knee and spank her round ass before I fucked her. “Stubborn, reckless, confusing…”

She sucked my lower lip into her mouth as her hand worked my belt. “You want a sweet, little mate who will do what you want, when you want? You have the wrong female,” she said.

“Oh, I have the right female. And you make me fucking crazy.” I lifted her higher off the ground and pressed her against the wall, feeling dizzy from how much I wanted her.

“You make me crazy!” she said, finally undoing the button of my jeans and sliding down the zipper.

She yanked down the front, and gripped my dick in her hot hand, and I growled as I shoved her dress up, then tugged her panties aside. “Celibacy’s not looking so good anymore, Iris?”

She actually growled. “We’re terrible together,” she said, then moaned as I swiped my fingers over her pussy, testing how wet she was. Fucking drenched. “T-this will never work between us…you freaking voted on whether or not to mate with me.”

Of course, she hadn’t missed what Cleo said downstairs. My feisty witch missed nothing. I circled her slick little clit, and she moaned. “I’ll make it work,” I gritted out.

Her fingers dug into my shoulder. “What would you have done if they’d voted no?”

I held her brown gaze and circled her clit again, wringing a gasp from her. “I would have come for you anyway.” I couldn’t deny or fight what was between us, not anymore. I hadn’t been strong enough.

“You might have my body, but that’s all you’ll ever have,” she said as she guided the head of my cock to her opening.

I shifted my hips, pulling my dick from her hand. “Not yet.” Her eyes spat fire, until I reached between us, took myself in hand, and dragged the head of my cock over her clit.

“Oh god.” Her nails dug into my skin.

I did it again, and again. “You’re going to come for me first, Iris.”

Her thighs shook and she whimpered as I tilted my hips and dragged the length of my cock through her slit. Her slick folds parted, spreading around my shaft and I dragged it up and back, covering myself in her juices, and pushing her closer to the edge at the same time.