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“Hold on,” I tell her as I crawl onto the bed, her arms and legs locked around me. Once her head is over the pillow, I say, “Let go.”

She releases me and she gently drops, her knees cocked at my hips. I trace my bit with my fingertip. I can feel Saylor inside of me. Once she bites me and we complete the bond, it will become stronger. The more I’m around her, it will grow bigger, and bigger, and more powerful.

“Elijah, are you alright?” she asks.

I realize I’ve been tracing her neck and staring for far too long. “I am.” I look into her eyes and then down to her lips. “I want to fuck you. I want to bury myself so deep inside you, you will never want me to leave.” I lower my hips and show her how hard I am for her, just in case for some reason she missed the evidence on the ride. “I probably should apologize for what happened, but I can’t find any remorse for it, because of the end result. I will never regret marking you.”

“I don’t need you to be sorry.”

“I am sorry I scared you.” I frown, remembering how shaky she was.

“I wasn’t scared of you. I was scared for you.”

“What?”

“I hated that the note brought back memories. I didn’t want you to lose yourself,” she says, her fingertip tapping the side of my head. “I know how bad the demons of the past can fuck with your head.”

“It seems a lot of us have those demons,” I say, thinking of what Bash said.

“I think all of us do. But it’s how we deal with it that matters. I will always be here for you. Whether you just want to talk, or just need a hug.”

“You know what I need now?” I ask, looking down at her body and then back to her face.

“I do.”

“If you don’t want to get fucked, tell me now. I want to slide inside of you,” I purr. “I want to worship you, my way.”

“Do it,” she challenges.

“If at any time you want me to stop, say it.” I sit back on my heels. “I will never force you. I will want to do things to you that may give you pause, and that’s what we will do. We stop and talk about it. I may thrive on control but it is only fun for me if it brings you pleasure. That is what this is all about—you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Elijah.”

“Remember your word.”

“Pineapple.”

“I didn’t understand before, but my cheetah only wants to protect and please you. I was stuck in the past. I didn’t want to repeat the mistakes I’ve made. I get it now and I trust his motivations.” I hate that I lost sight of our goal. Saylor will always be our center. “Do you want this?”

“I do.”

“Do not move,” I commanded. I turn on the bed and sit on the edge to remove my boots. When the second thuds to the ground, I unbutton my shirt while turning to face her. Her eyes track the progress of my fingers. “I like to use toys,” I start conversationally, “maybe, some ropes, or anything handy to tie you up. You have never been bound?” I wait for her nod even I guessed as much. “Are you open to that?”

“Yes, because you would be the one doing it.”

I close my eyes as I jerk off my shirt. Her trust in me is humbling. “I won’t be doing that this time.” I snap the button of my jeans but leave them on. “Take off your clothes.”

Her eyes widened. Her unsteady hand works at the jeans as she lifts her hips. I stand at the end of the bed, watching as she reveals her beautiful body. I love all the dips and valleys of awoman. I have never been attracted to slim. I want a woman who is soft in all the right places. I like fucking soft and warm.

Saylor has the body I have dreamed about. Her legs are strong yet soft. Her thighs are abundant enough to cradle me. Her stomach pooches out enough to cushion the blows as my hips slap. I groan as her pants are thrown to the floor.

She unties the knot at her waist and draws my shirt off, sitting up, never taking her eyes off me for long. Her tits are gorgeous. I’ve been thinking about them since I saw them in the shower. Pillows of soft deliciousness begging to be sucked and bit.

She lays back, bared to me except for her panties. I was glad she left them on, though. I want this to last and it won’t if I see her pussy open to me.

“You are stunning,” I say in awe.

“Thank you,” she whispers, red traveling all over her body.