Loving the Bastard

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suite. He’d take her there and be satisfied. Completely.
    Zeta pushed at his chest, wiggling to try to get down, but Max was having none of it. Like a man possessed, he stalked to her bedroom, only setting her on her feet to loop one arm around her back while his other hand tightened around her nape to hold her steady for his kiss. For several moments, she was stiff in his arms, her mouth stubbornly closed, but little by little, she relaxed, her lips parting on a whimper. Max took advantage, sweeping his tongue inside. Tasting her. And God, she was sweet!
    Max urged her onto the bed, covering her body with his own. The need he had to possess her completely was nearly overwhelming, taking his good sense and tossing it to the wind. But had anything ever felt so…right? It was as if, knowing he was about to make Zeta his, something inside him clicked into place. This was where he was supposed to be. This was what he needed so desperately he’d searched his entire life for it.
    Ridding her of her clothing proved an easy task. At least, he thought so. His focus had been so great he hadn’t really registered the actual process, but somehow she was naked, standing before him, all that chocolate skin gleaming in the sunlight that poured through the skylight above her bed. Looking up at him with a kind of helpless lust, Zeta reached for him, pulling his shirt over his head even as she reached for the waist of his jeans. Their breaths were ragged. His growls and her needy whimpers filled the space of her bedroom.
    With a desperate shout, Max lifted Zeta by the waist and tossed her to the bed, following her down. His lips latched on to one beaded nipple and he sucked strongly, greedily. One hand found her other breast and he squeezed, rolling the nipple between his fingers before squeezing her tender flesh again. Zeta arched into his touch with a sharp cry, spreading her legs and rolling her hips before he even touched her there.
    “God! That’s it, Zeta,” he growled. “You’re mine, and your body knows it.” Max stroked a rough caress down her torso to her sex, his whole hand covering her neatly trimmed cunt. All that smooth skin there for him to taste, her lush little body there for him to stroke and take pleasure from.
    “It’s just sex,” she said on a breath, her voice ragged, the intensity of her own desires matching his own. Her sex was weeping with need, moisture leaking to wet her inner thighs. There was no faking that. Same as there was no faking the aching erection he was now sporting. “Just sex between two people who need to blow off some steam.”
    With a maddening roar, Max pushed himself off her, shoving her back on the bed and forcing her legs farther apart and over his shoulders. “NO! You’re mine , Zeta! After tonight, you’ll never deny it! Never forget it!” The thought that she could compartmentalize intimacy with him suddenly infuriated him. Hadn’t he just said much the same thing to himself only a few minutes ago? Hadn’t he expected she’d feel this way? Counted on it, even? So why did hearing her it fill him with a fury such as he’d never known?
    Before she could reply, Max covered her cunt with his mouth, stabbing his tongue deep. Her cries were all the encouragement he needed. Licking and flicking her clit, Max threw himself into her pleasure, needing to prove he could make her feel more than simply lust. He wanted everything with her. Everything he’d always longed for but never had. Even now, he wasn’t certain he could bring himself to admit what that was. All he could concentrate on was how sweetly her body responded to him. So he blocked out everything but that. Everything but Zeta and her body’s responses to him.
    In all her adult life, Zeta had never experienced anything quite like the pleasure coursing through her now. Max certainly knew his way around a woman’s body. His rough touches fueled her desires, her baser lusts. She needed to deny him, to at the very least

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