“You; I want you to fuck me,” I replied in a voice thick from lust.
I loved when he played with me, when he took control and became the master of the bedroom. He was a natural Dom, without needing to say it, or demand obedience. He had it without trying. “I’ve been craving you all day. I wanted it to end, just so I could fuck that sweet haven,” he purred.
“Why are you still talking?” I demanded, as I swayed my ass invitingly to him.
I was ready for him to enter me. I was soaked already. I wasn’t, however, ready for the slap that landed on my cheek from behind, or the one he issued to the other side. “That’s for scaring the shit out of me.”
“Ouch,” I said playfully. “Oomph!” I cried as his magic entered me, filling my core until I could take no more.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he ground out as his magic penetrated me, and started to move.
“Mmm,” I moaned as he flipped me over and held my legs apart. I looked to where his eyes were locked. I could feel his need burning in his golden eyes, even as he licked his lips.
“Good girls get special kisses. Do you want to be kissed?” he murmured softly.
“Yes,” I whimpered as the orgasm built hot and fierce inside of me with the movement of his magic alone.
He lowered his mouth and claimed my clit with his lips, and then licked from one end to the other. His magic swept over me, until my entire body tingled from it. His breath was hot as it fanned my sensitive skin. He pulled up and looked at me. “You want to come, don’t you?”
“I need to,” I begged.
“Then come for me,” he encouraged as his magic increased its speed inside of me, and his mouth continued to kiss my exposed flesh. My entire body trembled and shook as the orgasm exploded. I screamed from the sheer turbulence of it, as he lapped at it, sucking and kissing until I thought I would shatter. He pulled his mouth up and licked his lips. “Little girl, who taught you to come like that?” he grinned wickedly.
“You did,” I whispered through the hoarseness in my throat.
“Good answer,” he replied as he held my legs apart and slid inside. “I love the way you take me into your body. I love the way your sweet * sucks my cock off while I fuck you. The way your nipples harden when I invade and conquer you. You are my perfect drug, Synthia. Your body is mine, as well as your soul,” he whispered as he rocked his hips and increased the pace. I came again, violently, as he rode my body.
“I didn’t say you could come again,” he growled and flipped me over until I was on my stomach, and my legs were lifted from behind me in his hands. He spread them until he fit between my legs. He rammed himself home and buried his throbbing need to the hilt. I cried out with the intense pleasure from it. “Take it,” he growled as he increased speed and held my legs up further, giving him further depth as he fucked me. “So fucking good. So mine,” he growled.
He exploded, and I felt my body feeding from him, right up until we both collapsed on the bed. “You have five minutes before I turn you over and fuck you again. I suggest you use it wisely.”
“Is that so?” I asked as I fought to catch my breath.
“It’s so,” he said, smiling as he lowered himself down beside me. “You are mine now, and nothing will change that. I won’t let anything stand in my way.”
“Mmm,” I said with a smile on my lips and waited expectantly.
“Three minutes,” he whispered as his eyes locked with mine.
I felt my heart stutter, and my stomach flutter.
He didn’t say anything more as he ticked off the minutes until he entered me again. We slept in the same bed, but my heart was heavy. I’d expected more. I wasn’t sure why, since he’d said he wanted to renegotiate the contract with Cornelius. I had just thought that if he wouldn’t let anything stand in his way, he’d ask to marry me.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
~Ryder~
I walk in the direction of my office, considering what I have to do. I want Synthia. It’s as simple as that. She’s mine, and soon she will become the mother of my children. I can’t make her just another concubine. She won’t allow it, and even if she would, I couldn’t do that to her.
My mind brings back the events of last night. How Syn’s eyes changed from blood red to blue and purple after the heat of battle had passed. Her brands remained as representation of all four Castes in one beautiful package. It’s best to leave the knowledge of what she said between us. No one else needs to know how important she might be to this world—not yet anyway.