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In my world, it’s the other way around. I’m the one who drags things — and people — to wherever I please.
She surprised me, I’ll give her that. I don’t like surprises — unless I’m the one who issues them.
“It’s as simple as it sounds. In exchange for transferring full ownership of the stocks, I want you to pay for them by becoming mine.”
“Pain.” His strong voice echoes around my dizzy head like a sinister, dark promise. “That’s what you need, Aurora. Lucky for you, I have plenty to give.”
She might share Alicia’s physical appearance, but she’s nothing like her sister. Aurora is a fire where Alicia was earth. Deep and silent and everyone could step on her. Aurora would burn anyone before they even attempted to.
“I can’t eat if I’m face down, genius.” “If you don’t lose the attitude, you’ll get that arse spanked so hard, you’ll be able to feel my touch on your skin for fucking days.”
“Keep eating.” “I-I’m already eating.” “You’re not doing it enough.” “How about you? Aren’t you going to eat?” “Who said I’m not? I’m having you for dinner.”
A whimper tears out of her as she nuzzles her nose into my jacket. “Alicia…” “She’s not here, but I am. I’ll always be here, wild one.”
“You’ll beg for it.” “Screw you, Jonathan.” He spanks me again, this time circling a finger on my slick folds until a whimper escapes my throat. “Add a please and I might.”
“The only reason you haven’t been owned before is because I hadn’t come along yet.”
There’s sore and there’s the inability to move. I’m in the latter category.
I probably need to call in sick or something. Jonathan broke me with his cock. I knew that thing wasn’t supposed to be anywhere near me.
“My name is the only name you’re allowed to moan. The only name you’re allowed to think about or even dream of.”
Aurora or Clarissa or whatever name she goes with is now fucking mine. Literally. Figuratively. In every sense of the word.
“Aiden.” His attention falls on his son. “When I told you to stay away from Elsa, what did you do?” “That’s different —” “Answer my question,” he cuts him off. “What. Did. You. Do?” “I married her.”
“Fuck. Your mouth was made for me, wild one. Only me. You’re not allowed to open these lips for anyone else, is that understood?”
“You’ll stop doing that. Effective immediately.” “Doing what?” “The red lipstick. Coming here the entire time. Noticing that he grew muscles. All of it. Be a stranger.” He’s jealous. Ha. Jonathan King is jealous. That’s not something I thought I would ever witness in this lifetime.
Truth is, I love kissing Aurora. She comes undone when my lips ravage hers. She melts against me and lets me do whatever I please.
