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legs are my only resource for bringing him closer, so I wrap them tightly around his lower back. I hang on to him, bucking up to meet him as his drives grow longer and harder.
    “Let me see you,” I beg. His mouth covers mine again. His kiss is hard as he pushes closer to the base of his cock with each roll of his hips. I’m in a pit of darkness, sinking into sensation and bone-dense pleasure as this man conquers all parts of me. There’s only the sex sounds of our hungry bodies and my sharp inhales that break up his deep grunts.
    “God, Cataline,” he says, his voice pitching. “It’s been too long. I have to fuck you now. Are you ready?”
    “Do it.”
    “Ask for it.”
    “Please, Calvin . . . just fuck me already.”
    The air between us evaporates and tightens a second before he’s pounding away, nailing me to the mattress. He’s insatiable in his quest. Blind with my hands bound, all I can do is take his hardness and feel every unadulterated second of it. My surface fractures; white pierces black as I give into him, my pussy clenching and releasing around him. I can only writhe and fight against my restraints as I come. I lose myself in the afterglow as he continues ramming me to his own finish.
    “Still want to taste yourself?” he pants in my ear. Before I can answer, he pulls out of me.
    I make a noise of protest at the loss but automatically open when I feel pressure at my lips. My mouth fills with him as he hits the back of my throat. He thrusts into me as if he never stopped, and the first drops of semen leak onto my tongue. He grabs my hair, holding me in place as he erupts. Thick, gummy fluid spills over my bottom lip and dribbles down my chin. He abruptly rips off my blindfold and climbs off me. I blink my eyes several times, attempting to swallow what sticks in my mouth.
    I am sputtering and suddenly shivering without him. His fingers wedge between my skin and the rope to untie me. I roll my tingling wrists and stretch my arms.
    “How was that, Sparrow?” he asks, covering my body again, settling between my legs.
    I nod breathlessly as his hands push matted hair away from my face. He dispenses small kisses over my forehead and down my cheeks until he meets my lips. I expect tenderness, but his mouth is hot and fast over mine, his tongue fighting its way in and finding mine just as eager.
    “You,” he exhales between kisses. My hands dive into his hair, and he groans when I pull. “You feel so good. I don’t know how I ever let you walk away.”
    His words curl my fingers against his scalp. At the time I would’ve raged if he hadn’t let me leave, but now I yearn for the time we lost. “I won’t walk away this time,” I say through a sigh. “This is where I belong.”
    He’s already finding his way back in as if he never left. His body moves over me in long, hulking undulations as we merge again, longer and slower this time. “This part of you belongs to me,” he says hoarsely against the corner of my mouth. “I’d kill you before any other man could have it.”
    I moan painfully, capturing his words and swallowing them. They should scare me, but they don’t. They make me feel wanted, needed. Inside, things I keep tight begin to seep out. After my parents’ death, I never dreamed being wanted like this.
    His thrusts continue at an even, taunting pace, baiting me deep inside and pulling away before I can catch him. I’ve never felt so thoroughly owned by anything or anyone, not even myself.
    His face hovers so closely to mine, the tips of our noses touch. “I can’t change, Cataline. Can you accept me this way, good and evil?”
    “Yes,” I answer immediately. “I’ll take whatever you give.”
    “Why?” he whispers. “You deserve a prince, not a beast.”
    “Because I’m yours. You are my prince and my beast, every painful breath that keeps me alive.”
    His next words come with a forceful thrust. “I can still hurt you beyond repair.”
    “I don’t care.”
    “You