“Fuck me,” I begged, rutting up against him. “Make me scream your name.”
A dark chuckle rumbled through his broad chest. “Challenge accepted.”
“Do your best.” My sassy words earned me another bite, his teeth leaving pretty pink marks all over my chest that I would admire in the morning.
His hot mouth moved lower, alternating between bites and kisses down my stomach. The contrast between pain and pleasure had my head spinning as I writhed beneath him, desperate for more. My legs spread wider, begging him to move things along.
“So impatient.” He nipped at my hip. “Maybe I should take my time with you.”
“Don’t you dare.” I tugged at his hair, earning a warning growl that made my erection twitch.
Chance’s voice continued making love to his lyrics.
Beneath the black moon,
Where the stars won’t sing,
A prayer that drowns in carnal rite.
I’ll crawl through the darkness to set you alight.
Duke lifted his head. “What if I want to take my sweet time?”
“Then I’ll have to find creative ways to make you give me what I want.” I smirked down at him,knowing how to push his buttons. “I bet Chance would know how to?—”
“Right now, you’re all mine,” he growled, his voice taking on that husky edge I loved so damn much.
“Prove it.” I wrapped my legs around his waist, grinding up against him. “Show me who I belong to.”
He responded by giving me a hickey. I smiled up at the ceiling with satisfaction. My plan had worked perfectly.
The song continued to pulse through the room as Duke’s hot breath teased my skin. My arms strained against his grip, wanting to touch him, but he kept me pinned. His tongue traced lazy patterns lower and lower, skipping where I wanted him most.
“Please,” I whimpered, lifting my hips.
He chuckled darkly. “Not yet.”
His lips traveled across my hip bones while his grip tightened on my wrists. His impressive strength always turned me on, especially how he used it to keep me at his mercy. I loved challenging him, pushing his buttons until he snapped, giving me the intense fuck I craved. But when he was in the mood to torture me by taking his time, there was nothing I could do but accept whatever he wanted to give me.
“You know how much I want you.” The need in my voice was obvious as I arched up to meet his mouth, begging for more. “Stop teasing me.”
Duke lifted his head and gave me his alpha malesmirk that always left me desperate for his cock. “You used up your bargaining position when you told the guys about Chance being my hall pass.”
“You act like he isn’talsomine. Are you jealous of him?”
“Of course not.” He dipped his head to nip at the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, making me gasp. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t remind you that you belong to me.”
I loved how he got feral when he reminded me I was his. Duke knew me too well, seeing right through my tactics to get him worked up. But he always gave me what I wanted in the end, so I never regretted my games.
“You never learn, do you?” Duke asked.
“Nope.” I laughed, popping theP. “Guess you’ll have to teach me another lesson.”
“Brat.” He wrapped his hand around my dick in silent threat. “Keep running that pretty mouth of yours and see what happens.”
His tongue plundered my mouth in an aggressive kiss until I was dizzy with need, making me forget all about being a brat. When we broke apart, I was panting hard.
“You ready to behave?” He gave me another firm stroke that had me moaning. “Or do I need to spend more time reminding you of who you belong to?”
