My blood pounded in my veins as I stormed down the hallway, a dark cloud following me. My fists clenched at my sides and my jaw ground as the heat thudded behind my face.

I wasn’t mad that Erik and Ash had tasted her.

Fuck, I wasn’t mad at all.

I was just done. I was done denying myself. I was done telling myself we couldn’t do this.

Because apparently, we could.

They had.

They thought I’d be mad when they’d cornered me in my study and told me, and yes, part of me was pissed I’d missed out.

There was even a twinge of jealousy there, again, just at having missed this first time with this girl that had all three of us so twisted up like this. I’d stormed out of the study, immediately making a beeline to her room.

Not because I was mad — because I needed to have her.

My cock throbbed rock hard in my pants as I stalked towards her room. I swallowed heavily. Fuck I could already taste her. My fingers brushed together, and I swear I could already feel her supple skin as I claimed her.

Because like I said, I was done saying no to myself.

And now? Now I was going to take Mia Thorne, and I was going to make her mine.

Erik and Ash had told me some of the details, which had only made my cock painfully hard. I knew they’d taken her together, knew they’d fucked her like we all knew she needed.

They’d been hard, and dominating, and all of that. But they hadn’t Dommed her. They hadn’t made her submit.

I grinned wickedly to myself.

Yes, that would be mine to take. I’d be first in doing that to her. That sweetness I’d make my own, making her submit to me. Because I didn’t just want to go in there and fuck Mia until she screamed my name.

I wanted her to beg me for it.

I wanted her on her knees, mouth open, asking nicely for my cock.

I wanted her bent over, her hands spreading herself open for me and that sweet, tight little pussy of hers dripping wet and ready for me to own.

And there were other parts of her I wanted to claim as well. I wanted all of her, and I wanted it now.

I didn’t knock this time, I just unlocked the door and shoved it open. Mia looked up quickly from the small couch against one wall of the room, near the bookshelves. She was sitting with a book in her hand, in her robe, with her legs curled beneath her. Her eyes went wide as she saw the look on my face — the darkness billowing in after me like a cloud.

The way my eyes locked onto her, and the hunger there.

Yeah, she saw it.

And she shivered.

And that was my last undoing.

The door slammed behind me as I stormed towards her. She gasped, moving to stand, but I caught her first. My hand went to her jaw, cupping it and keeping her firmly on the sofa as I loomed over her.

Our eyes locked, and she swallowed.

“I’ve played by my own rules so far,” I growled out, eyes dipping to the way her robe slipped off one shoulder.

“I’ve restrained myself. I’ve—”

“Oh, were you restraining yourself when you spanked—”

“Do not interrupt me.”

She gasped as my hand slipped into her hair, pulling back on it enough to expose her neck to me. She whimpered.

“I’ve played by the rules,” I shook my head. “But I’m done. I am done sitting idle with you just sitting here in this room, tempting me.”

She gasped softly.

“And the thing is,” I leaned in close. “I know you are too.”

She gasped again. “What?”

“You’re done with me playing by the rules, and I know you’re done with me restraining myself. So tell me, pet,” I purred into her ear, loving the way she whimpered.

“Tell me you want me to break the rules.”

She started to open her mouth, but I stopped her with a finger to her lips. I held it there.

“Before you respond, know that I am not my associates. I will take claiming you seriously. And be sure you know that when I take you, I will make you mine, and you will submit to me. And pet?” I leaned down, my lips brushing her ear. “I can promise you, you will enjoy this.” I pulled back from her. “Now you may answer.”

She blinked, her big blue eyes looking up at me with awe and shock, and something else.

Something heated.

Slowly, she opened her lips…

…And wrapped them around my finger.

And slowly, she sucked.

And the beast inside of me broke free.

Mia gasped as I yanked on her hair again. Her eyes went wide before I suddenly leaned in, crushing my mouth to hers and claiming her mouth. She moaned as my tongue sought hers, my fingers twining in her hair and tugging.

Slowly, I pulled back, my hand still in her long, gorgeous blonde hair.

“Undo your robe.”

Mia blinked quickly up at me.

Slowly, she nodded.

The robe slipped from her shoulders, and I fucking growled as her perfect, succulent body was revealed to me. She was bare underneath, and my eyes hungrily devoured the soft slope of her breasts, her dusky nipples, the sweet curve of her hips.

My cock strained against the front of my pants.

“On your knees, pet,” I husked, watching the way she shivered at my words.

Mia nodded again, her face pink and her breasts rising and falling with her breath as she slowly slipped to the floor in front of me.

“Undo my pants,” I growled.

She whimpered audibly. “Okay.”

“What was that?”

She glanced up quickly at my sharp words, biting her lip. “I mean, yes,” her hands reached for me before she paused and looked back up.

“Sir.”

“Good girl,” I groaned, feeling her shaking fingers pull at my belt. She undid it deftly, popped the button at the top, and then slowly reached for my zipper with trembling hands. I growled as I felt those fingertips brush my cock through my pants, the way her eyes were locked with hunger on my bulge.

I was going to enjoy this.

Mia pulled down on my zipper, reached up, and hooked her fingers into the waist of my briefs. She glanced up at me, and I nodded.

Slowly, she pulled them down.

When my cock bobbed free, she actually gasped out loud, and I swear, her hand flew to her mouth in shock.

I grinned to myself, watching her lick her sweet pouty lips, her eyes locking onto my thickness. She glanced up at me, panting, and I tightened my hand in her hair.

“Open your mouth.”

“Like this?” she said softly.

Her sweet, wet mouth opened in front of me, and I nodded heavily.

“Don’t you stop until every inch is buried in that sweet little mouth of yours.”

Her eyes went wide at my words, and I watched as her whole damn body shivered with lust.

I knew this was wrong. I knew keeping her here was supposed to be for her own safety, not for me or Erik or Ash making her our plaything. But those eyes just shined up at me, and those wet lips parted so sweetly, and she looked so fucking perfect on her knees in front of me.

I couldn’t resist, and there was no way I was stopping myself.

I pulled her gently by the hair, and I groaned as those pillow-soft lips slipped over my crown. I gritted my teeth, and sucked in a breath of air, fighting the impossible perfection as her willing mouth slowly inhaled me, inch by inch. Slowly, she just kept sucking me in, swallowing my fucking cock whole.

I’d told her not to stop until she had it all, but I hadn’t actually meant it literally. After all, I knew I was big — very big, actually, and there’d been few women who could actually fit a cock of this size into their throat.

And those had been trained subs.

But there I was, gasping in awe as sweet, untrained, unbroken-in Mia Thorne kept her bright baby blue eyes locked on mine as she swallowed every thick, throbbing inch of my cock.

Her throat milked me, making my damn toes curl, before she slowly backed off. She gasped for air, a string of spit connecting her pouty lips to my cock as she panted with lust.

“I don’t believe I asked you to stop.”

Her eyes darted back to mine, and she smiled. And before I could even pull her back or coax her to take my whole cock again, she immediately bobbed back down on it, taking me to the damn root in one heavenly swallow.

I growled, hissing as she started to bob up and down on my shaft. Her soft little tongue darted over my head, her lips sucking tightly as she sucked my cock like I’d never had it sucked before.

I stood there, relishing the moment before I finally pulled her away, panting. As much as I wanted to empty every drop of my cum down that sweet throat, I wanted more of her first.

I needed more.

“Follow me.”

I turned, smiling darkly to myself as I started to walk, waiting for the moment I could turn back and tell her what I really meant.

She stood, and when I heard her footsteps, I turned.

“No,” I growled, my eyes blazing into hers. “On your knees, like a good girl.”

I saw the fight in her eyes, and I could see the fire sparking there as that need of hers to hit back came burning up inside. But then, I saw that fire grow hotter, fiercer, no longer fighting me.

Accepting the submission.

Accepting my control, hungrily.

Our eyes locked, and I saw her cheeks flush.

Oh, she was enjoying this alright.

Mia’s chest rose and fell with her breath as she dropped to her hands and knees, and crawled after me.

My cock throbbed.

“Get on the bed.”

“Yes, sir.”

She did as she was told, crawling up onto the bed. She remained on her hands and knees.

Slowly, I undid one button at a time on my clothes, pulling them off as I watched her hungry eyes drink me in. Her gaze dropped to my thick cock, pulsing hard and ready right in front of her, and she moaned.

I growled, moving towards her waiting mouth.

“Open those sweet lips, angel,” I whispered.

And when she did, I groaned.