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“Fuck, do that again. Please, do that again.”

“Stay in line, puppy.” His other hand comes down flat on the small of my back, holding me where he wants me as he presses there again. “You’ll do as I say. Good puppies listen to their masters.”

I shout into the rug when he does it again, his fingers working the same place until my thighs start shaking and I can’t keep quiet.

My hand reaches back for my own cock, and he slaps it away. “Did I say you could touch that?”

“No, but please.” I press my forehead harder into my arms, aching with how badly I want it and loving the fact that he won’t give it to me yet. “Please, Ash. I need to come. I need you to let me.”

“You’ll come on my cock like you’re supposed to.” He presses deeper. “Not before.”

“Please. I can’t... Light, I need you. I’m begging you.”

He pulls his fingers out, and a second later I hear the oil again as both his hands settle on my hips. Then he pushes into me in one long stroke, making me cry out into the rug as the stretch of him lights everything at once.

“Fuck.” His grip tightens as he starts moving. “Such a good puppy. And those bastards thought they could take you from me. My fucking husband.”

“Light, Ash. I can feel you everywhere.”

“Good.” His fingers dig into my hips as he drives deeper. “Feel me there, puppy. No one takes you from me. No one gets to put their hands on what’s mine and walk away.”

“I know. I’m yours.”

“I chose you. I married you.” He pushes in to the hilt and holds me there. “Say it properly. Tell me who you belong to.”

“You chose me, you married me, and I’m yours.” My voice breaks as I push back against him. “I’ve been yours since the fucking cave.”

Something rough tears out of him as he fucks me harder, finding a deep, brutal rhythm that burns the rug beneath my forearms and knees until the room narrows to the fire, his hands on me and the sound of both of us breathing.

Then he pulls out, dragging me back and up onto my knees before moving underneath me, his hands closing around my waist as he turns me until I’m straddling his thighs, chest to chest.

“Come down on me, stormbird.” His arms close around my back, holding me there with my face inches from his. “I want to see you this time.”

I sink onto him slowly until I’m sitting flush against his thighs, his cock buried deep enough that my legs already shake around him. Ash catches my hips in both hands and pulls me closer, his mouth brushing mine.

“Now ride me, stormbird. Take what you wanted from me all night and don’t fucking stop until you’ve had enough.”

Getting my knees beneath me, I lift and sink again, taking him deeper every time I come down. His hands guide my hips until I find the rhythm, my cock trapped hot between our bodies while I fuck myself on him, faster with every stroke. He kisses me through it, tongue piercing cold against my tongue before he bites my lower lip and drags me down hard enough to make me moan into his mouth.

His grip tightens, making me take him all the way to the base before he starts thrusting up to meet me. The angle changes, and his cock hits the spot inside me hard enough that I lose the rhythm, but Ash catches my waist and keeps me moving, lifting me and pulling me back down while I cling to his shoulders.

“Fuck, Ash.”

I grind down again, chasing the pressure while his mouth moves over my jaw and throat. One hand slips between us and wraps around my cock, slick with precum, stroking me in time with every thrust. I jerk against him, but he only holds me tighter.

“I would have taken the planet apart for you,” he says against my mouth, and whatever answer I could have given disappears when he drives into me again.

I kiss him instead, hard and open-mouthed, and after that neither of us bothers trying to talk.

I ride him until my thighs burn and my movements turn messy, Ash taking over whenever I falter, fucking up into me while his fist works my cock between us. Every stroke pushes me closer until I’m shaking in his arms, my forehead against his and my hands buried in his hair.

When I come, it hits hard enough to fold me into him, spilling over his hand and between our bodies while he keeps me moving through it. Ash follows seconds later, both arms locking around me as he pulls me down and comes deep inside me, his mouth buried against my shoulder.

By the time his body finally loosens beneath mine, I’m still wrapped around him, both of us breathing hard and neither of us making any attempt to move.

I’m still somewhere far off, my face in his neck and my whole body loose against him, when I feel Ash come back to himself beneath me. His breathing evens first, then the hands that were gripping me turn gentle, moving slowly over my back while I stay wrapped around him.

Keeping one arm around me, he reaches for his shirt on the floor and cleans us both with it, wiping my stomach, my chest, and his hand before tossing it aside. Then he takes my face between his palms and kisses me, slow this time, his tongue piercing cool as I open for him and let him take his time.