“I’m going to take you here.” He pressed harder, slipping his finger inside.
A moan escaped her lips. She knew what was coming, and she craved it. Cold liquid dripped down her crease. He worked the lubricant into her dark hole and added another finger, carefully stretching her. She was panting when he wrapped an arm around her waist and cupped her sex. Her need spiked as he massaged her clit with circular movements. He removed his fingers and added more lube. A second later, the crest of his cock nudged her back entrance.
He applied steady pressure until the tight ring of muscles gave and let him inside her body. “This ass is mine.”
The sharp burn heightened her pleasure. She pushed back, taking as much as he was giving.
Slowly, he pressed deeper. “Say it.”
“Yours.” She burrowed her face in the pillow. “I’m yours.”
He groaned. “Forever.”
Her body shook from the overload of sensations. “Move, Sean. Please.”
“You’re rushing me again, my greedy little kitten.”
She crumpled the sheets in her fists. “I need to come.”
He stroked her back. “Relax, kitten. I’m going to fuck you hard now and give you everything you need.”
His words had the opposite effect. Instead of relaxing, she tensed with anticipation. Keeping his fingers on her clit, he caressed her breast with his other hand. He rolled her nipple gently, and when the tip was hard, he pinched. The nip of pain distracted her. Using that moment, he buried his cock in her ass. The air left her lungs. She grinded her ass against his groin, urging him to move. Understanding what she needed, he started pumping. Pleasure coursed from her nipple and her clit, everywhere where he was touching her, to fuse somewhere in her womb. The pain and pleasure mixed until she couldn’t tell them apart.
Sean pivoted his hips, slamming her ass and his groin together.
She cried out in pleasure. “I’m going…”
The rest of her words were lost in a maelstrom of sensations.
He shoved two fingers inside her pussy and pressed hard on her clit. Her orgasm exploded through her body. He flexed his ass, pushing deeper still as he filled her with his release. When he was empty, he covered her back with his chest and planted a reverent kiss on her neck. His biceps quivered as he carried his weight on his arms while catching his breath.
She collapsed on the mattress when he pulled out carefully. Even if she wanted to, she couldn’t summon the energy to get up.
Sean disappeared into the en-suite bathroom. The water came on, and a few minutes later, he returned with a wet washcloth. He cleaned her gently and dried her with a towel before pulling her into his arms.
Planting kisses on her jaw and her neck, he worked his way to the scar on her shoulder. After pressing his lips to the mark, he traced the slightly embossed skin with a finger. “I love you, Asia, very much. If you let me, I’ll love you forever.”
She put her arms around his neck and pulled his lips back to hers. “I may just let you if you tell me every day.”
“Oh, I’ll tell you, kitten. I’ll remind you every day who you belong to.”
She laid her head on his shoulder and splayed her fingers over his chest. “Are we back to owning again? You can be such a caveman.”
“But you love me.”
“I love you,” she agreed.
“That’s a good thing, lass, because you’re all that matters.”
She placed her hand over his tattoo, covering the symbols and letters. Underneath her palm, his heartbeat was strong and steady. She knew the rhythm of that beat as well as she knew her own.
“You know you’re mine now, don’t you?” He kissed her temple and stroked her hair. “I won’t leave you ever again.”
“No, you won’t.” She turned her face to smile at him. “I won’t let you.”
They were meant to be together. It was a deep, instinctive knowledge in her soul. Loving Sean was like a law of nature, a law that could never be broken.
Epilogue
Sean smiled behind the blindfold and held his hands out in front of him. “Where are you taking me, lass?”
Asia guided him with her hand on his arm. “Another two steps.”
“I don’t like surprises,” he complained, but his heart soared.
The last two months had been the happiest of his life. They’d spent one of them traveling through Scotland and the most recent one in Cartagena.
He was glad they’d taken the holiday. He wanted to come back to where it had started, to make better memories than the ones they’d left behind. That, they’d certainly done. With the money Cain had paid him, they’d bought a mansion in the old part of town with two indoor squares and a pool on the rooftop. Asia had painted the walls blue—her favorite color. His life couldn’t be more complete. His kitten was safely tucked under his arm, day and night.