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stimulate her clit while he penetrated her rapidly with the dildo.
    Harper came back to herself a moment later, blinking open her eyelids dazedly, bliss still rippling through her, to see him pulling the black sex toy almost completely out of her ass only to plunge it back in a quick, ruthless rhythm. After a moment, he looked up and saw her watching him in the mirror. A snarl shaped his mouth.
    “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he said, drawing the dildo completely out of her. He reached across her, grasping her far hip, holding her firmly while he ground his heavy cock against her.
    “You are,” she replied in ragged disbelief, because in that moment, she’d never seen anything as awe inspiring as the savage, blazing desire exposed on his face as he stared down at her.
    * * *
    He was losing his mind, he thought as he hastened off the bed. He was about to be cut wide-open by the sharp, ripping claws of undiluted need. His lust—his longing—was so single-minded that he almost passed on using the spreader bar, the thought of getting back on the bed and just taking her then and there taunting him.
    She’d been so incredible, though. So responsive. The idea of having her completely at his mercy, of thoroughly possessing her, battered at his consciousness.
    Using every last shred of restraint he had remaining, he unbound her hands from the rope and urged her to stand next to the bed.
    “Spread your legs and bend over,” he instructed, one hand at the small of her back. He already knew that she was very flexible, but he’d never had her in this particular position before. She bent with supple ease at the waist, her long, copper-colored hair slipping over her shoulders and hanging in the air. He slid his hand down to her ass, spreading her. His cock lurched, making him wince. The vision of her elegant back, round, firm ass, and pink, glossy sex pounded at his consciousness. He felt like one giant, throbbing ache.
    Grimly, he turned away from the sight of her, reaching for the spreader bar.
    He got the bar on her in record time. When he’d finished, she stood with the bar bound to her ankles, immobilizing her legs so that her thighs were spread wide. There were two cuffs at the center of the bar, where he restrained her wrists. He stood next to her, caressing her ass. He spread her buttocks with both hands and listened to her soft whimper. Liking the sound so much, he reached between her thighs and rubbed her clit. Her sharp cry of surprise segued to a moan.
    “God, you’re drenched,” he grated out.
    She was so lovely. And she was his. The strangest mixture of tenderness and cutting, rabid lust coursed through him. Grimacing, he cupped his balls and the root of his cock and backed away from her. He jerked his shorts off and reached into the bedside drawer for a condom. He
hated
that thin barrier, but until they’d both been given the okay medically, he knew he didn’t have a choice.
    “You okay, Harper?” he asked as he rolled the condom on his turgid cock and walked behind her.
    “Yes, but I wish I could see you,” he heard her say in a muffled voice. He reached for the bottle of lubricant on the bed.
    “I know,” he said, flipping open the cap. He poured a liberal amount of lubricant on his cock. He fisted the shaft, spreading the silky fluid. “It’s your eyes, though. They always make me lose control, and this is going to be a trial as it is.”
    “But—”
    “I told you this was for me, Harper,” he interrupted quietly, peeling back an ass cheek. He pressed the tip of his cock to her. “I need to have you like this. Completely. The next time we do this, not even a damn condom is going to separate us. Do you understand?” he asked with as much patience as he could muster.
    “Yes,” he heard her say.
    He reached around her hip and slid his fingertip between her labia. She moaned. He felt her tense.
    “Jac . . . Jacob. Oh God.”
    She started to shudder in