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I sucked in a sharp breath, needing him to touch me all over. “Yes …”

“Good, and by the end of tonight, Davix is going to know it too.”

Chapter Twenty-Six

Ember

One moment, Cade was pushing me against the wall; the next, he was sliding deep inside my pussy. I curled my fingers against his chest and cried out, my head lolling back. Pleasure rushed through my body.

“I belong to you,” I murmured. “Just you. Only you.”

“Fuck,” he growled, his teeth growing larger. “Say it again.”

“I belong to you.”

A low growl left his mouth. His eyes were glowing golder than I had ever seen them, and he picked me up into the air, turning me around, so my back was against his chest and his teeth were pressing against my neck.

Pressure rose inside my core, and I tilted my head to give him better access. “God!”

He feels so good! He feels so fucking good!

“We’re going to paint a picture,” he murmured into my ear, grabbing one of my bare canvases from my belongings that I hadn’t found a place for yet since we’d moved in. He dropped it onto the ground.

My eyes widened as he still pumped into me. “My paints are outside.”

“Em,” he growled, sucking my earlobe between his teeth, “we don’t need paints.”

I furrowed my brows, unsure of what he was going on about, but also not caring anymore. He continued to pump into me, thrusting inside my pussy, over and over, deeper and deeper.

“I’m … I’m going to … to come,” I whimpered.

Cade used his grips around my thighs to move me back and forth, up and down on his cock. He moved faster, pushed deeper, and then, suddenly, he stilled inside my cunt, the pressure bursting through my pussy.

“Oh my God!” I cried, exploding around him.

He grunted into my ear. “Fuck, Em. Your pussy is so fucking tight tonight.”

After filling me with all his cum, he pulled out of me, his cock smacking against his thigh. Pleasure from the orgasm rushed through my core, my pussy clenching over and over, desperate to tighten around him.

Instead of pushing himself back into me, he held me over the bare canvas and slipped his finger over my clit. I inhaled sharply because everything was so sensitive down there right now, but Cade didn’t stop.

“Cade,” I whimpered, grasping at his hand, “it …”

“It what?” he murmured. “It feels too good for you?”

Pressure built higher and higher inside me. He continued rubbing my sensitive clit, sucking on the base of my neck. I curled my toes, my head lolling back against his shoulders. Wetness covered my thighs, his cum dripping out of me.

“Cade!” I cried, squirming in his hold. “Cade, it’s too much!”

“Not for you,” he said, moving his fingers repeatedly. “You can take it.”

While I had just come around his cock, my core was tightening again, this time harder, clenching over and over, his cum drooling out of my pussy. My legs began trembling uncontrollably, and breathy little moans left my mouth.

“I can’t … God, I can’t! I … I …” Pleasure erupted through my body. “I’m coming!”

His cum poured out of my pussy and onto the ground. When he finally let me relax in his arms, I rested my head on his shoulder and pulled my legs together before he could rub my clit again because I surely wouldn’t be able to take it.

“Look at that,” he murmured.