EMBER’S POV
“You were so f*****g smug chaining me up… and now you’re just a shaking, dripping mess. Couldn’t even last ten minutes once I got my hands on you.”
He bites the back of my shoulder, then flips me onto my back again. This time he hooks both of my legs over his arms and folds me in half, nearly bending me in two as he slams back into me. The angle is brutal.
He’s so deep I can feel him in my stomach.
“Mine,” he growls, staring down at me with pure possession. “This tight little cunt is mine. You are mine. And I’m going to f**k every smart little plan you had tonight right out of your head.”
He does.
He f***s me until I’m crying from how good it feels.
He makes me ride him while he sits up against the headboard, one hand on my throat and the other gripping my hip, biting an
