57 | Who Do You Belong To?

Dominic kept frustrating Natalie until he knew she was ready to smack him over the head. With a smirk, he lashed his hot tongue on her clit and began swirling around with it, his finger spearing inside her with fast strokes. She groaned, melting into the mattress and he growled again – approvingly. 

Dominic knew that Natalie wouldn't last much longer, that she needed to come, but he couldn't bring himself to part with her taste. It was like an aphrodisiac to him because it was creamy and zesty and his. For as long as she was mated to him every part of her was his, this pussy that he loved the feel of around his cock was his, and he needed to hear her say it.

Abruptly he shoved another finger inside her, making her cry out and buck. "Who does this pussy belong to?" he gritted out as he curved his fingers inside her while pressing his thumb on her clit so that his hand was clamped around her. Eyes glazed with lust met his.