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“My son chose you. That makes you family. And we don’t offer that lightly. Now, sit back and rest that hand. Falcon will be here shortly,” Artemis ordered.

Closing my eyes and trying not to let the words of those jealous bitches destroy me, I forced myself to relax and prayed Artemis wasn’t wrong.

Falcon

Well, tonight was eventful, yet surprisingly enjoyable at the same time. Put some sluts and arrogant asses in their place. Beat the crap out of the Notorious Princes. Yup, great day. I shoved through the remaining crowd, most unaware of what had happened, and headed for Myka. Those bitches had hurt her, and it was about time Myka realised she was mine. I entered my room and eyed Mom.

“Love you, Mom, but get out!”

Mom laughed and began walking out. “You’ve never reminded me more of your father than just then,” she said, shutting the door on us.

Myka blinked, and I was on her like a rash. Bearing in mind her broken ankle, I picked Myka up and held her against the wall, pinning her arms above her head.

“Falcon?” she whispered as her eyes dilated.

“Shut up.” I kissed her without a second thought.

Myka

Falcon’s heritage became obvious the moment he entered the room. Stalking smoothly towards me, Falcon reminded me of his ancestors. Before I could chide him for being rude to Artemis, Falcon had me against the wall and his tongue in my mouth.

I whimpered as my body reacted instantly.

I tried to pull my hands loose, but Falcon pinned them in place. Falcon’s body, lean and strong, pressed into me as his mouth made love to mine. He tore free, giving me nibbling, teasing kisses as my nipples hardened against his chest. With one hand, Falcon ripped his tee off and shoved back into my space.

Falcon sucked on my throat, raising a hickey, and I gasped in response. His body was heavy against mine and welcome. Falcon’s cock grew hard against my stomach, and my legs trembled. He was huge, thick; I could feel him through the denim jeans, and I didn’t think he’d fit. Who cared? Just get inside me already.

Falcon lavished attention on the sensitive area of my throat, holding me up as he ground his cock into me. With a low moan, he released my hands, and I finally got to touch his hot skin briefly. Falcon swept me up, carried me over to his bed, and placed me on it. Without a single word, he tore my clothes off, throwing them on the floor.

“Mine,” he rumbled as he shrugged out of his boots and jeans. Shit, he’d been commando under them. His cock sprang free, and it was as big as I imagined.

“You won’t fit.”

“Yeah, I will,” Falcon growled. He stared, drinking me in, and I lay there, bare before him, and revelled in the lust on his face. “Mine.”

That single word made me squirm, and I rubbed my legs together. Falcon pulled them open and settled in between them. His mouth latched onto mine, short, teasing kisses designed to arouse and tease, which he was succeeding enormously at.

“Falcon!” I gasped as I raised my hips to grind against him.

“No,” Falcon muttered and rolled onto his back, dragging me with him. He jack-knifed up and fastened onto my throat, driving me insane. The ache between my legs was almost unbearable. Without thinking, I rubbed on his cock as every move caressed my clit. Hands cupped my heavy breasts and kneaded them as Falcon flicked my nipples and then pinched sharply.

I cried out in surprise; the pain made my desire sharper. Acting on instinct, I yanked his head back and latched onto his own throat. My tongue lapped at Falcon, his five o’clock shadow rasping against my skin.

“Falcon.” It was a plea. Falcon banded an arm around me as I leaned into his embrace and drove down onto his cock. It slipped between my wet folds and the friction on my clit was orgasmic.

“Come,” Falcon ground out as he ducked his head and took a nipple in his mouth. Falcon tormented it as I rode him, rubbing frantically. Desperation filled me; I needed this and would take it.

Falcon bit down, and I screamed, and wet flooded between my legs as I came on him.

“Keep going,” Falcon ordered, fingers digging into my waist, as I crested the waves of my pleasure.

My eyes closed as my body sagged against him. Falcon manhandled me onto my knees and shoved my shoulders down so my ass stuck in the air. He kneaded my cheeks, as evidence of how hard I come, trickled down my legs. A slap hit my pussy, and I tightened inside and squealed. Moments later, Falcon kissed where he’d slapped, and I whimpered. Falcon kept squeezing and rubbing my ass, with occasional slaps.

My world narrowed to his mouth and hands. Falcon slid the wetness around me and grasped my hips.

“Once I’m inside, you’ll belong to me and me alone,” Falcon stated and then, without a second thought, pushed into me. My pussy clamped down on his invasion, and he paused. Falcon was too big, far too big, and I whimpered, but I adjusted, and Falcon fed himself deeper.

“Now you’re mine. Babe, if you could only see how beautiful you are,” Falcon muttered, giving me another slap. He gripped my hips and pulled slowly out, making me moan, and then shoved in hard.