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The running commentary in my head is finally gone, and I feel worshiped as Cooper runs his hands up my body. Squeezing, pinching, occasionally smacking my ass, he brings me closer to another orgasm.

“I didn’t think I was supposed to be able to come again,” I cry out, my eyes starting to darken as I feel tingles start to warm along my body.

“There are no rules for that,” Cooper rasps, his hips thrusting up as he gasps. I can see his tenuous control is starting to unravel. Feral is going to look so fucking good on him.

“One day, you’re going to take my knot like the perfect little omega that you are,” he murmurs.

What does it say about me that he doesn’t scare me?

I can’t respond to him as my nails dig into his shoulders.

“Yes, baby, come all over my cock. I can’t even tell you how good you feel,” he gasps. “Fuck, such a tight, warm cunt, strangling me. Goddamn, I can’t do it anymore.”

Flipping me to my back, Cooper hitches a leg over his shoulder, fucking me through my orgasm. I lose the ability to speak, as he devours my lips while his hips piston and thrust.

I don’t know how, but he’s circling his hips as he fucks me, making my body start to tremble again. I can feel his knot as it nudges my entrance, and I wonder if I can really take that. It’s so thick…

Cooper’s kiss is addicting as he sucks on my tongue. I can taste myself on his lips and it doesn’t bother me at all.

I used to hide when my mom would talk with her friends about sex, and Toni would complain about this. Mom wouldn’t contribute much to the conversation, making me especially glad for it now.

Cooper bites my lip, making my eyes widen. His eyes remind me of who I’m fucking as if I could ever forget.

“I’m close, Princess. Come for me again,” he growls.

“Make me,” I squeak before he throws his head back with a bark of laughter. Lifting my ass, he hits a place in my body that I didn’t know existed.

I hope these walls are thick, because the noises I’m making would probably get the police called otherwise.

My hands hold tightly to his neck and I explode, my vision whiting out.

“Hey there, Princess,” Cooper chuckles, kissing my neck. I’m laying on his chest now, my legs on either side of his waist as I blink up at him. “You came so hard you passed out. I think I’m going to enjoy exploiting that.”

“You can do that?” I ask dumbly.

“Oh yes. I’m taking you upstairs to shower and then we’ll head to campus,” he tells me, sitting up. My legs immediately wrap around him, and I see he’s no longer inside of me. The condom is gone now too, I’m assuming it's thrown away, but he’s still hard against my stomach.

“I can probably walk,” I tease gently as he stands.

“I’m not ready to let you go yet.” Cooper shrugs. “Mine to fuck, mine to punish, and mine to spoil. That’s what it’s like to belong to me.”

I don’t think I’m ready for this man. I’ve never belonged to anyone before, but I always felt safe with him, until he left. I stare at him with widened eyes as he carries me up the stairs to his room.

I feel so many things as I gaze at him, realizing there’s so much I don’t understand as well.

“I thought you just wanted to control what I do,” I murmur, watching him from under my lashes.

“How can I possibly keep you safe if I don’t?” he asks, sitting me on the counter in his bathroom. The cold, hard material makes me wince because it reminds me of the abuse my ass went through. “It also doesn’t change the fact that I need an outlet for my needs.”

Turning on the water in the walk-in shower, he looks over his shoulder at me. “Your firsts are mine, your holes are mine, your decisions are an extension of me. I don’t want to cut your wings, Princess,” he sighs. “I want to make it easier for you to reach for the things you want without having to struggle.”

“Okay,” I say softly. I’ll believe him until he gives me a reason not to. It’s the only thing I can do right now.

His answering smile is beautiful as he helps me down from the counter, kissing me as he walks me backwards into the water.

“Being mine means a lot of things, and you’ll learn them all,” he murmurs. There’s shadows in his eyes I don’t understand, but I’m not brave enough to ask.

Not now, when I feel so relaxed about what we just did.