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She panted.
    “That’s right you will.” He drew back, his hand delving between her thighs, testing the creamy wetness. He groaned when he encountered more of it than he expected. Lifting his head, he stared down at her exposed pussy. Juice leaked from her slit, ran down the crack of her ass to end up pooled on the table. “Fuck, you’re drenched.”
    She howled when he shoved two fingers inside of her. The muscles grasped him hard. He could feel her orgasm approaching. Using his free hand, he inched the wand higher. He pressed harder, the rounded head parting her labia to land directly on her clitoris. “Come for me.”
    Her scream should’ve shattered the windows, but it escaped soundless from her throat, as her pussy tried to strangle his fingers. She fought her bonds and he had his hands full – literally - as he fought to keep the wand on her clit and his fingers in her orgasming cunt. “That’s it…come, you little bitch. Soak those fingers.”
    She shook her head, her hair whipping back and forth, as nonsense babbled from her lips.
    “Fuck…” His dick throbbed like an angry wound. He needed to fuck her. To ride her pleasure until he came hard enough to satisfy his need to claim her. Jerking his fingers free of her sopping pussy, he tore open the front of his jeans, then shoved down his boxer briefs enough to free his aching sex. He crawled up onto the table, almost desperate in his need to fuck. “Gonna fuck this tight pussy.” He rubbed the head of his cock against her slit, before notching it against her opening.
    “Fuck me!” Bethany sobbed. “Please, Sir, oh, god…I’m gonna come again.”
    “Like fuck. Wait until I get in you.” He lifted the wand away from her clit before smacking the side of her tit.
    “Ohhh…” She moaned.
    Then he snapped his hips, sinking deep inside of her with one thrust. “Son of a bitch…it’s like living fire!” He tossed his head back as the muscles of her cunt sucked at him.
    “Sir…fuck me.” She was openly crying now.
    He shoved the wand between their bodies to land against their joining. The vibrations ripped a groan free of him as her eyes rolled back in her head. Under him, her body convulsed from the brutal pleasure.
    “ Deacon!”
    His name ripped free of her lips as she slid over the edge, dragging him over with her. He bellowed as his nuts drew up and seed flew up his shaft to spill in her womb. Wrapped in all-consuming ecstasy, the need for birth control seemed a distant concern. He ground hard against her clit as he rode out his own climax. She gave one final weak cry before slumping in a faint under him. He barely caught his weight on one arm before almost crushing her. His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath.
    Staring down at her tear-streaked face, he sighed. Lifting free of her, he made quick work of freeing her from the restraints. Then after wiping her down with a warm cloth, he carried his precious burden to the couch. Sinking into the cushions, he wrapped his arms around her, after pulling the light cover off the back of the couch to cover them.
    “You, Bethany Laura Adams, are mine.” He nuzzled his nose against her hair. “Until I say otherwise – no matter how much you try to fight me.”
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Warmth. That's what she was encased in, Bethany thought in a daze. Every part of her was fuzzy and warm – well, except for her ass and the back of her thighs. They were hot and damp from the masculine body they were pressed against. However, nothing smelled quite as good as the scent emanating from the chest under her cheek.
    Mmmm .
    She burrowed closer, not quite ready to come back to the real world. She was seriously contemplating dozing off when a rumble filled her ear as Deacon spoke softly.
    “Sounds good. We'll pick it up on our way out. Tell the chef thank you.”
    The hand rubbing over her back slid down to