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That was the thing, most of the time when I called him that, I wasn’t playing. I wasn’t throwing my dominance around. I wasn’t trying to be cute while being sexy.

I was honestly, truly laying down respect to him.

I wondered if he ever caught onto it.

I figured it was better for me if he never did.

I felt him shift and I opened my eyes to watch him. I didn’t know what else he had in mind, but I wanted to be prepared for what was to come. I wasn’t a huge fan of surprises. And I certainly didn’t think I could handle another one right now.

To my relief, he pulled out a box of condoms from his bedside table. After freeing just one, he tossed the box onto the top of the table.

I got the hint. Oh, yes, I did. The thought that he was going to give me more than I hoped for had my heart racing and my legs quivering.

He rolled on the condom but didn’t line himself up when he was done. I didn’t think I could take much more of him teasing me. I silently begged him to take me. To pound into me like this meant nothing. To treat me the way I treated him most of the time. And while I may have been harsh all those times, deep down I knew that Iron meant more. He was more. Only I couldn’t let him in. I couldn’t show him how I held him higher than any other man I’d mounted.

“Tell me what you want, Petra,” he repeated. His tone told me that I wasn’t going to get anything until I dropped everything and stopped trying to get the upper hand.

I could feel the moisture building up in my eyes as I stared up at him unblinking. My nose twitched and I fought against the stinging in my eyes.

My mouth parted but no words came out.

“Tell me,” he whispered as his body covered mine.

“You,” I choked out. “I want you.”

I expected the world to explode around me. I expected my heart to give up beating. I certainly wanted to be dead after admitting that to him.

“Fuck yeah, you do,” he said as he slowly slid into me, pushing his hips down until he bottomed out.

His lips were on mine and my legs tightly wrapped around his waist.

I gave in.

I gave up.

I gave into everything he wanted to do to me.

I let go.

And it was a strange feeling of relief and fear that ran through me.

Iron had the power to hurt me and now he knew it. Now the universe knew it. There was no way I could take it back even though I wanted to.

He broke away from my lips and his mouth went to my ear.

His hips rocked back and forth, dragging his thick cock in and out of me too slowly. But how I loved the feeling, that amazing build up that felt like it started at my toes. It was creeping its way up my legs carrying a buzz of electricity that made me feel alive.

“You’re mine,” he growled in my ear and I felt myself stiffen. I knew it wasn’t missed by him. “It doesn’t mean I own you. It doesn’t mean that you lose any single part of yourself. It doesn’t mean that I control you. It simply means that there is no one else that will love you like I will. No one else that can take care of you like I will. And yeah, Pet, that means that I will get down on my hands and knees and lick those sexy as fuck shoes when you need me to.”

I gasped. This time when the wetness filled my eyes, I let it fall away. I didn’t stop it as it ran down my face, leaving proof that his words had affected me. That they had blown a hole all the way straight through to my heart.

“Say it,” he demanded as his head lifted and he looked into my eyes.

“I’m yours,” I admitted almost too easily.

“Good girl,” he said with a smile. An open, happy smile that showed me exactly how he felt about me.

I hadn’t been blind before. I’d simply chosen not to think about it. I didn’t want to know how he felt about me so I didn’t even look for any signs that might clue me in.