"f**k, Kiss—" He grunted, his pace picking up, his hips driving into me harder. "You're mine now. You're f*****g mine."
I was too far gone to process words. My brain had checked out somewhere around the third position and left my body to fend for itself.
"Say it." His lips dropped to my ear, his voice so rough against my skin that it sent goosebumps all over me, "Say you're mine."
I gasped, but nothing came out.
"Say it, damn it." He drove into me harder, and I yelped and moaned at the same time, the sound coming out broken and embarrassing and completely beyond my control.
"I... I'm yours..." My voice cracked under the intensity of the next thrust. "I'm yours, I'm yours..."
"No one else touches what's mine." He pulled out, and before I could register the emptiness, he had me off the
