The Point of No Return

by Devyn Sinclair

“Because your whole body melted when I called you a good girl.”

It was his choice whether I got to take a breath. His choice to take pleasure or ease my suffering.

He was in me, and I hadn’t thought that it was possible. “Oh my god.” The growl shredded the air. “Did I say you could fucking speak?” The hand on my throat tightened, and he pulled his cock far enough back to slam into me. Hard. Painful. Exquisite. “I didn’t hunt you down to hear you talk.”

“Exactly what I said. Everything outside of this is equal. But when it comes to this?” I pressed a knuckle beneath her chin and tilted her head further into Alex’s hold. “You’re ours, little mate. Owned. Bound. To pleasure and fuck. To knot.”