Ashley

I fucking don’t want to talk. His manly smell makes my mind whirl, and I want all his eleven inches inside me.

“Talk to me, Tyler.”

“I’m a damn very good mechanic, you know.” He props his elbow on the mattress and rests his head against his palm.

“I know.”

“I can find a job in the city.”

“What about your club?”

“I can return to my dad’s chapter.”

Kiss me. Touch me. We can talk later.

“Your kids like me, Ashley.”

“They do.”

“I’ve got enough money in my bank account to educate them privately, send them to university and help them when they’re adults.”

My mind is so cloudy, so drunk with him, that I barely hear him. “You what?”

He chuckles and winks at me.

God, I love him so much. Yep. I. Love. Tyler.

My panties are drenched. I’m all desperate need to merge with him. My eyes devour his hard muscles and tattoos that adorn his chest.

I raise my hand and put it on the back of his head. He resists me as I try to pull him to me into a kiss.

“Say you’re my old lady.” His expression is rigid, eyes cold like he’s doing club business.

“You can propose to me later.”

“Say it.” The tone of his voice makes me shiver.

“I’m your old lady, Tyler.”

Suddenly, everything is clear to me like never before. We’re two halves of one soul that can’t be separated again. Well… My pussy must be filled with his cock—this is what it’s all about in this moment. I’m not even ashamed of myself.

“I’m gonna brand you, Ashley.”

“If you need this—“

“Say you want this, Ashley.”

“I want your brand on my body. I want to belong to you.”

I love this feeling of being submitted to him. Dominated by him.

He shoves me so I lie on my back and he crawls on top of me. “I know you needed time.”

“Yes, I needed time.”

His lips land on mine and devour.

My hands travel to his back and taste. Every muscle is sculptured so perfectly, his skin so hot to touch.

“I love you so much,” he rasps into my ear, raw emotion in his voice.

I feel loved and desired. I know I will be loved and desired until the end of my days.

“Say you love me,” Tyler demands.

“I love you.”

Everything is so light to me—I belong to him—he belongs to me. We’ve always belonged to each other.

“I’m gonna wreck you,” Tyler says into my ear as his hot breath puffs on my cheek and he lets out a low growl.

“I hope so.” A tingle runs along my spine, and I shiver in anticipation.

He gathers my dress up to my waist, sliding his fingers under my panties. I feel his thumb spread my folds.

“So wet for me,” Tyler says.

He pulls his hand out of my panties and rubs my arousal on my lower lip. I taste myself and then he kisses my juices off my mouth.

My pussy throbs, so greedy for his cock to stretch it.

I put my hands on the waistband of his jeans. “I need you inside me.”

“I bet you do.”

I unzip his jeans and free his massive erection. His face sharpens, and I know that I own him.

He pulls my dress over my head and tosses it onto the floor.

“You want my mouth first, Tyler?” I want to be very naughty for him.

“I want your tight cunt first. I’m gonna have your mouth tomorrow. And your ass the day after tomorrow.”

“Are we going to stay here?”

“Until Tuesday.”

“Four days?”

“Four nights. We can negotiate about the days.”

“You—“

“Hush.”

“I’m not on the pill.”

“Good. Ren and Rose need more siblings.”

“They do indeed.”

“Hush.”

I wiggle out of my panties, and Tyler shakes his jeans off. His hands travel to my bra. He removes it and I sigh, feeling exposed and vulnerable.

“I could have it rebuilt, Tyler.”

“I don’t need this,” he says. “You’re perfect to me as you are. With this scar.”

“Like an Amazon from Scythia.”

“Yeah, like a female warrior.” He grazes my chin. “I love it when I have your warrior at my mercy.”

“I love it when I have your wolf at my mercy.”

He plants hot and wet kisses down my neck and then over my scar as his fingers roll my nipple. Flutters of pleasure fill my tummy.

“I need you, Tyler.”

I spread my knees wider for him and feel his hard cock throb at my entrance. He pushes the head into me slowly. I moan at this sweet torture. Tyler moves his hips against mine and buries his whole length inside me. I’m full and stretched. I’m floating in a mix of pain and pleasure.

“So good with you,” I murmur.

“So perfect with you, Ashley.” His hair falls onto my face and tickles my cheeks.

I gather it on the back of his neck as he eases his weight onto his elbows.

“I thought I’d go mad,” he says.

The pain in his voice stabs my heart.

His hips move against mine, and he goes deeper. His face sharp, violent need for release fills his eyes. I can see he is on the brink and struggles to control himself. I’m on the brink too.

“Just let go, baby,” I say. “We have a lifetime, I promise.”

He drops his head and starts thrusting, his breath heavy. His sexy moans fill the air as he fucks me harder, almost brutally. His body trembles against mine, and I feel his cock thicken inside me. His hot cum fills me up.

I pull him to me and kiss him until he wrenches in his whole pleasure.

He chuckles. “I probably have an engagement ring in the pocket of my cut.”

I pat his nose. “You’d better.”

He tumbles us over so I’m sprawled on his chest. His cock slips out. I feel sticky between my thighs.

“I need a shower,” I say.

“No fucking way.”

My pussy clenches around nothing. Our glances collide, and I see elemental hunger in Tyler’s eyes. He tumbles us over and shoves his hard cock into my pussy. There’s no me. There’s fever and need for release.

“I’m gonna fuck my baby into you today,” Tyler rasps.

“Twins if you wish. Just don’t stop.”