“Oh, god, Brecken.” Winter’s back arches as I move my hand to her ruined bun, tightening the slack between my fist and her scalp. But it’s all good because my cock drags over her time and time again, her pants and depraved moans surely heard by guests in the rooms below as I strum her needy clit.
Her next orgasm comes simultaneously with mine. I come so hard I see stars, Winter tightening around my throbbing cock in relentless waves. Over and over my name spills from her lips, making me burn for her. When I release my hold on her hair, she slumps to her back. Her breasts rise and lower in quick succession. Her eyes flutter closed with fatigue. With reluctance, I move away, discarding the condom to the nightstand. Getting in behind her, I tuck her against my chest and hold her tightly. It was everything I imagined, but I still want her again. Again and again.
She didn’t tell me what I needed to hear. Part of me finds her silence damning. And although I know she hates jealous, possessive guys, all the other girls I’ve been with have loved that side of me.
“I am yours,” she whispers into the quiet, her voice vibrating through her body into mine. “I’m more yours than you can possibly know.”
I turn her so that she’s facing me, brushing her hair off her face because I need to see her. “I thought I was too much, just then.”
She shakes her head. “I could tolerate pretty much anything from you.”
That weight that was bearing down on me starts to lift. “Really? You can deal with that side of me? With me being overly possessive?”
“Don’t go punching people if they look at me. Or talk to me. I meet and talk to a lot of people,” she says, a wry smile on her face as her fingers trace my jawline. “But in the bedroom, in the suite, you can make all the demands you want of me.”
Jesus.I think I’m in love. “You won’t regret giving me this,” I promise her, sealing her huge concession with a fiery kiss. “I can be intense, but I won’t be overbearing.”
“Bring everything you’ve got, Brecken Sainz. Be exactly who you are, because I want every piece of you.”
Our eyes dance as I communicate just how onboard with that I am. At how joyous her words make me.
“You know, when I first met you, I thought you disliked me. You seemed so apart from Roo and Luca. Rarely gifting me with these beautiful eyes of yours. And if you did, they looked so cutting. So sharp. I thought I’d never win your attention.”
She couldn’t be more wrong.
My arms surrounding her tighten. “I only rationed my attention because if I didn’t, I would’ve been insufferable. If we’d slept together in Vail, my brothers wouldn’t have tolerated the fallout, let alone you.”
Her eyes are soft as she kisses my pec. “I thought they liked to torment you, but I see now that it was encouragement.”
“They don’t know how bad I can be.”
“Can you…Will you be able to— ”
“Yes,” I tell her, knowing what she wants to ask but struggles to voice. And although it will be tough, I’ve been trying a new technique since I met her. In a way, it’s like training your body by ingesting poison. Every day, you take a little bit more, your body suffering but accepting. I’ve learned to get accustomed to my body’s reaction. To seeing Winter getting fucked by, and passed between my brothers. “With Roo and Balzer I can share you. But no one else.”
She scoffs. “Well, that’s easy to agree to.”
“Say it,” I murmur.
“Brecken Sainz, I am yours.”
“Yes, you are.” I grip her waist before stroking along her ribcage. “How about some ink on your inner thigh saying something to that effect?” She laughs, not knowing I’m deadly serious. “Or your fantastic ass. I don’t mind.”
Pale green eyes assess me. “How about I tell you every day?”
I tug her down, tucking her underneath my body, my cock thick and rigid. Entering her in a long, deep slide, my mouth finds hers.
This time, I fuck her into a sex coma, dominating her in all my favorite ways. With a hand around her throat, I move inside her with long, deep drives, her body pliant and willing. She takes every slam of my hips, every thick inch. And I take every breath and moan into my lungs, swallowing down her lewd, inflaming whimpers. Shamelessly she rocks onto my cock, and I happily impale her over and over, twisting her body into new positions every time she unravels underneath me.
My hands grasp at her skin, her hair, her throat, ensuring I’ve imprinted on her mind and in every cell that she’s made of.
I do every depraved thing I can think of. When she’s not coming on my dick, I’m coming down her throat, or in her ass, before covering my dick and making her grind on me until she’s boneless. Unable to resist me, too tired to resist me, she lets me take her over and over, which is just as well because I’m incapable of stopping.
I’m bewitched by her. A slave to her feminine, carnal desires. To her addictive taste and appetites.
She might be Luca’s captive queen. She might be Reuben’s good girl. But she’s mine. I proved it tonight, claiming her a dozen ways. After all, it’s what she wanted, writing it in her little book of fantasies.
Utter domination. Fucked to oblivion.