"Not yet." His voice was barely there. He caught my wrist. Held it. Not pushing away. Holding still. "When I take you." A breath. "I want you. Not the bond."
The restraint in his tone made my chest ache even as my body throbbed with need.
He turned me so my back pressed flush against his chest. Completely naked, skin to skin.
His arm banded across my waist like a steel bar wrapped in heat. I could feel every inch of him. The scorching length of his c**k nestled against the curve of my ass and the back of my thighs, heavy and throbbing with need. His breath ghosted hot against my neck.
He shifted his hips. Slow. Controlled.
The thick head of his c**k slid through the slick heat between my thighs from behind, not entering, just gliding against my folds with devastating friction.
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