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Straddling his cock, she shook her head. “No. I’m going to ride you while you’re all tied up. And there’s nothing you can do about it.” She slammed down on him, impaling herself fully.

Her muscles clasped him tight. “Fuck, Roni.” Slowly she raised herself until only the head was inside her, and then she slowly impaled herself again. A few more times she did that before he rumbled, “Faster.”

Paraphrasing something he’d once said, she replied, “No, because when I have this cock inside me, it’s mine. And right now, I want to ride it nice and slow.”

He snarled. “You don’t like ‘nice and slow.’ This is killing you as much as it’s killing me. Let me up, sweetheart, and I swear I’ll take care of you.” She swiveled her hips. “Do that again.” She did, and he groaned. “Roni, I need it harder. You need it. Come on, give us both what we need.”

“You need it?”

“Yes,” he gritted out.

“Bad?”

“Yes. Fucking do it, Roni!” Nails digging into his waist, she rode him hard. He arched into each of her downward thrusts, needing to be as deep as he could possibly go. He wanted to grab a fistful of her hair, wanted to yank her close and bite down on her neck. Bound, all he could do was watch as she fucked herself on his cock, slamming up and down. It was a sight that would be burned into his memory. “Untie me so I can touch you.”

“Not a chance. You’ll get what I give you.” She paused to rotate her hips. “Understand?”

Marcus was ready to tell her he’d never submitted in his life, and he wouldn’t start now. But this wasn’t “anyone.” It was his mate. In that sense, it didn’t really matter who was in control right then, because she owned him anyway. It didn’t mean it wouldn’t gall him to verbally agree to submit, though—or that she wouldn’t pay for torturing him. “Fine. I’ll take what you give.”

“Yes, you will.” Again, she began impaling herself over and over, grinding her clit into his pelvis. The friction kept building, the sensations kept drowning her, and the tension kept intensifying until finally a climax swept over her. It seemed to ripple up her spine, bowing her body, and Roni threw her head back and screamed.

Her muscles tightened and contracted around him, milking his cock. “Son of a bitch.” Marcus thrust up one last time and exploded inside her—it went on, and on, and on. Then she collapsed on top of him, panting. Since his mate had a way of scrambling his brain, it was a good few minutes before he could speak. “You okay, gorgeous?”

“Hmmm.”

“I really am sorry for last night.”

She snickered. “You’d better be.”

“It was shitty of me, and you didn’t deserve it.” A brief pause. “You going to untie me now?”

“Well . . .”

“Roni.”

“It’s just that you made quite a few threats.” And her mate always made good on his threats.

“It was driving me insane that I couldn’t touch you, that’s all,” he assured her. “Come on, untie me. My arms are starting to hurt.”

She hadn’t thought of that. Sitting up, she shuffled forward and leaned over to free one wrist. That done, she freed the other before reaching back and releasing his ankles. She was just about to massage his arms when she was abruptly flipped onto her back. Electric-blue eyes filled with resolve and hunger stared down at her. “Now, Marcus . . .”

He nipped her bottom lip hard. “You denied me what’s mine.”

“Not exactly.”

“Yes, you did.” He swirled his tongue in the hollow of her throat. “See, this body belongs to me. I wanted to touch it”—he smoothed a hand down her side—“lick it”—he delivered a long, sensual lick to her neck—“bite it”—he sank his teeth into her throat—“and fuck it.” He ground his reviving cock against her clit.

“It’s not like I left you high and dry.”

“That’s not the point now, is it?” He breezed the pad of his thumb over her bottom lip. “It’s one thing to ask me to submit, but you wouldn’t even give me your mouth. That was cruel.”

“You can have it now.”

“Yes, I can. And I will.” He slammed his mouth on hers, sweeping his tongue inside, dominating the kiss. He lashed her tongue with his, demanding a response. She gave it, twining her tongue with his. Like always, his mate gave as good as she got. But she didn’t try to make the kiss her own, didn’t try to dominate it. Placating him, he knew.

Marcus wasn’t in the mood to be placated. Hard again, he quickly flipped her onto her hands and knees and teased her entrance with the tip of his cock. “You stopped me from taking what was mine. So I’m going to take it now.” He rammed into her. Her muscles clasped him tight as her back arched. He pulled out of her in one long, drawn-out slide, making her feel every inch. Then he plunged back inside. He kept his strokes sluggish, gentle. When she tried pushing back to meet him, he slapped one ass cheek. “No. We’re doing it nice and slow.”

Understanding that he was torturing her for using those exact words on him, Roni glared at him over her shoulder. “What, you can’t spank me harder than that?”

Oh, the little witch. He brought his hand down hard on one ass cheek, and then the other. “Does that answer your question?” Placing his hand between her shoulder blades, he pushed down hard. Before she could lash out at him for the extremely dominant move, he gripped both of her shoulders and started lunging in and out of her.

Trapped beneath him, she growled. “Let me up!”

“Why? You didn’t let me up when I asked.” He knew Roni could get up using one of her fancy moves if she really wanted. No, being pinned down wasn’t the source of her frustration. His little mate liked a struggle. What she didn’t like was that he wasn’t fucking her as hard as she wanted. “You need it harder, sweetheart, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she ground out.

“Tough.”

“What?”

“I warned you I wouldn’t give a shit if you liked it.” Oh, that seemed to piss her off. Growling, she unsheathed her claws and reached back to slash at him. Fortunately for him, the angle was too awkward for her to do any damage. That just pissed her off even more. She writhed and struggled, cursing him. “That’s it, fight me.” She did. But the fighting stopped when he started slamming into her, giving it to her as hard and fast as she liked it.