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The smirk tugging at my lips is almost impossible to smother, but I do my best to train my face into a polite smile. Emerson, or Em as her father called her, is eye fucking me six ways from Sunday.
I want to know more about the beautiful creature that has my mind, body, and soul curious, not just my cock.
There are so many things I would like to hear her call me. Sir. Master. Daddy. But my name will do… for now at least.
I’m too attached to her already, and I don’t know if she’ll be able to handle being the object of my obsessions. Too bad she doesn’t have a say in the matter.
“I’m the person that will break every bone in your body if you ever touch Emerson again. Get the fuck out of here before I lose my patience.”
The club where she works late at night is a bigger problem though. Why she needs three jobs while she’s studying is beyond me, and it’s going to stop the moment she’s mine, but the club will be the first one to go.
“Because you’re mine, and I don’t take kindly to people touching what doesn’t belong to them.”
“When I ask a question, my sweet girl, I expect an answer, especially when it’s about your health and safety.”
“Can you put the claws away so I can make sure you’re not hurt anywhere else?”
“I can see we have a misunderstanding here, so let me spell it out for you.” Rayne grinds his cock into my lower belly and I barely withhold the moan rising in the back of my throat. “You are mine. And as part of being mine, I need to know that you’re okay. Your health. Your safety. Any danger that could come to you is my business. If that means taking you to doctors, then that’s what I’ll do. I need you safe and healthy.”
“This is my number. If that asshole comes near you again, I want you to call me immediately. If you’re sick, I want you to call me. If you’re hurt, I want you to call me. If you’re scared, or feel unsafe, I want you to find somewhere safe and call me, and I will come to you. If I find out you didn’t call me, believe me when I say, you’ll be in a world of trouble. Do we understand each other?”
“Good girl,” Rayne praises, his smile so breathtaking it almost knocks me off my fucking feet.
Rayne Saint James is going to destroy me, and I’m going to love every single second of my own demise.
“Someone’s face had a disagreement with it.”
Hahahahaha
“Good girl.
“Problem not solved. Problem abso-fucking-lutely not solved.”
“Please take the money. It’s not charity, it’s not a hit to your pride, it’s selfish because I don’t want to lose you before I’ve even had the chance to have you.”
“A lot. It’s a lot to take in and I’m not used to being told what to do.” I look over at her, my face deadpan. “Shocking.”
“Good girl.”
“Sweet girl, I need you to eat and stop looking at me like I’m the meal you want to devour before I lose control and take you right here and now.”
“Good girl,” I growl before closing my mouth over her soaking, sensitive folds.
I can’t allow myself to fall for Rayne. He’s not a good guy, and the more I allow myself to get attached to the big bad wolf, the more likely I was to get bitten.
“Good girl,”
Sooner or later, Emerson will be a Saint James, and if I have my say, it will be the former.
“I will always protect you, Emerson. I will kill anyone that hurts you, and I will burn the whole fucking world to the ground if it means keeping you safe. You are everything to me, sweet girl, and there’s nothing I won’t do to ensure your safety.”
“Don’t fucking tempt me. Your fire has me hard as a fucking rock, and I would love nothing more than to sink into your tight little pussy.”
“Now here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to calm down, you’re going to stop fighting, and you’re going to take your punishment like a good girl. The longer we put this off, the worse it’s going to be for you, because I have a feeling you’re going to earn yourself a lot of punishments.”
“There’s my good girl,”
“Good girl,”
You. Are. Everything.”
“None of what is happening here is a loan, Emerson. You are mine. My woman. My heart. My everything. Mine.”
“Good girl.”
