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I growl, deep and guttural, my lips crashing into hers. The kiss is savage—no finesse, all teeth and tongue and desperation. Her moans vibrate against my mouth as I lift her, her legs wrapping around my waist. The heat of her core presses against me, and I grind into her, letting her feel exactly what she’s done to me.

“Fuck, Jasmine,” Ace rumbles in the back of my mind. “She’s begging for it. Let’s fucking give it to her.”

I break the kiss, pulling back to look her in the eyes. They’re ssy, wild with need, and I see her teetering on the edge. She wants this. Wants me. Wants everything.

“You sure?” My voice is rough, strained, barely human.

Her nails dig into my shoulders, her body arching into mine. “Yes. Fuck, Ryder, I’m sure. Take me. Now.”

I don’t wait. I can’t.

I shift her, my cock hard and leaking as I guide it to her entrance. She’s already soaked, her slick coating my fingers as I tease her, the thick head pressing against her folds. I grit my teeth, barely holding myself together as I start to push in.

The heat, the tightness—it’s fucking blinding.

“Goddamn,” I groan, my forehead resting against hers as I sink deeper. “You’re so fucking tight.”

Her gasp, the way her body stretches around me, the way she clings to me—it’s perfect. It’s everything.

“I’ve missed this,” I mutter, my voice breaking. “Missed you.”

“Then don’t stop,” she pleads, her hips bucking, trying to take more of me.

I pull back, almost out, and then m into her, burying myself to the hilt. Her scream echoes in the room, her nails raking down my back as her body arches under me.

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“Fuck, yes,” she moans, her voice wrecked. “Harder.”

I snap. There’s no holding back now. My hips m into hers, my cock pounding into her with a brutal rhythm. The wet, obscene sounds of her pussy taking me fill the room, mixed with her moans and my growls.

“Mine,” I snarl against her neck, biting down hard enough to leave a mark. “You’re fucking mine.”

Her body clenches around me, her walls gripping me so tight it feels like she’s trying to pull me deeper. I grip her hips harder, my fingers sure to leave bruises, but I don’t care. I want to mark her, want her to feel me long after we’re done.

“Ryder,” she cries, her voice breaking on my name. “Yes, yes, yes.”

“That’s it,” I growl, pounding into her harder, faster. “Take it. Take all of me.”

Her moans turn into screams, her body writhing beneath me. I feel her tightening, the telltale tremors of her orgasm building.

“Come for me,” I demand, my voice rough andmanding. “Let me feel you.”

Her body obeys, her pussy clenching around me as she shatters. She screams my name, her nails digging into my skin, and it pushes me to the edge.

“Fuck, Jasmine,” I groan, mming into her onest time. My cock pulses as Ie, hot and thick, spilling inside her. My roar fills the room, my body trembling as the pleasure crashes over me.

I copse onto her, my weight pressing her into the mattress. Our breathse hard and fast, our bodies slick with sweat, and for a moment, the world narrows to just us.

I brush a strand of hair from her face, her cheeks flushed and glowing. She looks wrecked,pletely undone, and fuck, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

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