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I'm sensitive everywhere, but I can't deny it—I want more.

He lifts me up to my feet and turns me around. My ass is plumped against his hard cock. He dips the tip of his cock against my entrance.

"Being manhandled makes you wet, huh?" he asks, rubbing his cock against my swollen folds. "Do you like being with a man who knows exactly what he wants and knows how to take it?"

His arm bands around my breasts as he enters me with a rough thrust.

"This pussy was made to be fucked by me," he says. "It was made to take every drop of my come."

I become liquid in his arms.

He wraps another arm around my belly and lifts me off my feet. I become an object that exists just for his pleasure. Just for his cock.

"I'm addicted to you, Emma," he says, inhaling the scent of my neck. "I'm addicted to every curl of your hair. I'm addicted to every sigh that leaves your lips. I'm addicted to every thought you hold in that pretty head."

He turns into a savage, using his strength to make me bounce on top of his cock. I'm completely impaled on him, and he's deeper inside me than he's ever been. His heavy balls smack against my ass with every violent thrust.

"Are you going to take my come like a good girl now, Emma?" he asks.

"Yes," I say. "Yes, yes, yes."

He presses his mouth against my ear. "Not that you have a choice. This little pussy belongs to me now. I get to spread these pretty thighs apart and have my way with you whenever I wish to."

He's so deep inside me now. He's hitting a spot inside me that makes me see double.

His teeth sink into my shoulder. "Let me breed you now, pretty girl."

A sane woman would be terrified of hearing a man say these things to her.

But I haven't been sane for a while now.

His filthy words only make me want him more. It only cements what I've always known—he's the man I've been waiting for. He's the one person I was destined for.

His fingers dig into my skin as he empties himself deep inside me.

My toes curl when I feel his hot seed filling me up. All of me explodes right alongside him. He makes me see colors I've never even seen before. He changes the very chemistry inside me as my veins fill with liquid gold.

All of me is rewriting itself, changing by the second.

When I open my eyes, the world is glittering. He turns me around and rubs his thumb against my bottom lip.

"My perfect princess," he says. "I'll buy you diamonds in the evening."

"Diamonds?" I breathe.

"When I fuck you tonight, you'll be wearing nothing but diamonds from head to toe," he says, kissing each corner of my lips. "You'll be glistening like the star you are."

My heart swells with affection for this man.

I get tipsy on his kiss.

The blood rushing through my ears drowns out the little voice of reason in my head—the one that says that this feels too good to be true.

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KLAUS

“Why can’t we go to Disney World?” James asks, looking up at me with big eyes.