I need this, need her in all ways.

  “You’re mine.” He couldn’t control himself any longer.

  “I’m yours,” she moaned, knowing exactly what he needed to hear.

  He removed his fingers from her body, took her chin in a firm hold, and leaned in to kiss her hard, making her taste herself on his lips and tongue.

  “I need you now,” she begged, pleading for more.

  He’d give her more than she could ever handle, and still she’d ask for more.

  She was his, the same way he was hers.

  Joey positioned himself so his cockhead was at her pussy hole, and in one easy, fluid motion, he pushed into her tight heat. He had a firm hold on her waist, and knew he’d leave bruises on her creamy flesh. But he needed to see those marks. He needed everyone to see them and know she was his.

  The feeling of pushing into her, feeling her clench around his cock and her moaning out his name, nearly had Joey coming right then and there. His balls drew up tight from his impending release as it rose violently to the surface. “I need all of you, baby. All of you, Marra.”

  She mewled from the pleasure, and the air left him harshly when she squeezed her pussy muscles around his length.

  “Yes,” he hissed. “You feel so fucking good.” He moved in and out of her hard and fiercely, picking up his pace, slamming his groin against her body so they were flush. Joey leaned back and watched as his cock tunneled in and out of her slick, soaked pussy. He was going to get off, but first he needed her to go over the edge.

  He started pumping in and out of her faster, and moved his hand between them, rubbing his thumb along her clit, growling for her to come. “Now,” he ordered and she gave it to him. He felt the first ripple of her orgasm move along his shaft as her pussy convulsed around him.

  “God, yes,” she cried out long and hard. “Joey. I need you.”

  This was what he wanted, her sweet surrender always, for her to know he was the only one who’d ever make her feel like this. And as she came for him, Joey let himself go over the edge right along with her.

  He filled her up, coming hard and long, making her take every ounce of his seed. The groan that came from him was harsh, guttural. He marked her, claimed every fucking part of her.

  Only when his pleasure dimmed did he pull out of her. Joey collapsed on the bed beside her, panting, his head fuzzy from his pleasure. He pulled her close, their bodies sweaty, sated.

  She was the only one that could tame him, the only one who held power over him.

  “I love you, Marra. I love you so fucking much it consumes me.” He might be the fucking devil at the end of the day, but no one would ever protect her and keep her safe the way he could.

  “I love you, too,” she said sleepily, pleasurably.

  Joey might never have saw himself as the type of man to have a happily ever after, but for the rest of his fucking life, he’d try his hardest to give Marra that.

  About the Author

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