Surrender To Me

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Two Weeks Later… I SMOOTHED down the navy blue princess dress I was wearing, touching the frothy knee-length skirt. The opaque sleeves covered easily the remainder of my bruises, the ones my brother had inflicted on me. Tonight, we were going to Bianca’s house for dinner. I hadn’t known it at the time, but her husband had been the one to pull me out of that warehouse. He had saved my life, and for that, I was eternally grateful.

I smiled when Bane walked into the bathroom. He looked good in his suit, but he looked even better when he was dressed casually. The sleeves of his tee were pulled tight against his biceps, the fabric skimming down over his toned stomach and ending at the waistband of his jeans.

“Don’t look at me like that, Little Bird, unless you want me to spin you around so you can watch me fuck you in the mirror.”

Heat flooded my body at his filthy words, and I spun around, tilting my hips in his direction, daring him to do just that. His eyes darkened, then he was on me, one hand under my skirt, the other wrapped around my throat. He tilted my head to the side, exposing my neck to him. Running his nose along the space between my shoulder and behind my ear, he inhaled deeply, his cock pressing into my ass.

Burrowing his hand under the barely-there fabric of my panties, he stroked my pussy before sliding a finger inside me. We both groaned. “You’re so wet for me already.”

I pushed back against him, looking for more of what only Bane could give me. “I’m always wet for my fiance.”

“Fuck, I love the way that sounds on your lips.” He ripped my panties off and slapped my ass. The shock of the sting turned me on even more. Bane fumbled with the zipper on his jeans, finally lowering it and springing free his cock. Then he brushed the head of it against my pussy, the sensation making my knees buckle.

He slammed into me without any warning, anchoring one hand on my hip and keeping the other one wrapped around my throat. I watched him in the mirror with half-lidded eyes, enjoying the way he let his savage side take over when he fucked me. He was relentless with his thrusts, each one getting him further and further inside me. He marked me as his, and I screamed out his name as I came. Bane roared his release, and both of us left breathing heavily, still connected. When he finally slid free, he took the hand towel off the rack and cleaned me.

I placed my hand on his hand as he held me steady, his steady gaze falling to the engagement ring now on my finger. I hadn’t wanted anything ostentatious, but Bane wouldn’t hear of anything else. He wanted me to get a rock, one that showed everyone who I belonged to. That was how I ended up with a bright blue sapphire, the same color as the little bird I was named after.

“That looks fucking amazing on you,” he said, standing up and catching my mouth in another kiss.

“You look fucking amazing on me,” I replied, making him smile.

“Are you ready to go?”

I shook my head. “You ripped my panties. I need to get another pair.”

“Go bare,” he said as I went to move past him. He sank his fingers into my ass as he spun me into his hips. “I love to know I can have access to you whenever I want.”

“Bane, I can’t do that.” Gesturing to the skirt of the dress, I added, “This thing won’t cover a damn thing.”

“Fuck,” he muttered, pressing our foreheads together. “I guess I’ll just have to wait for you again.”NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Getting up onto my toes, I brushed my mouth against his and sauntered into the walk-in closet. “It didn’t stop you last time.”

“That’s because you had me hooked then. I needed another taste.”

“And now?”

“I’m a full-blown junkie now, Little Bird, but I wouldn’t change it for all the world. I fucking love how addicted I am to you.” He accosted me in the closet, pushing me up against the wall. “I fucking love you.”

My fingers curled around the base of his neck. “I fucking love you, too, Bane.” I slipped from his grasp, laughing when he growled. “Bianca will be wondering where we are.”

“I’ll just tell her I was ravaging my fiancee. She’d understand.”

Grabbing my clutch, I looked at him, letting my gaze drift down his amazing body. “She wouldn’t.

Come on. You can get your hands on me after we’re done.”

Marching toward me, he wrapped his hand under my jaw and held me in place. A thrill of lust shot through me, making me squeeze my thighs together. “I’ll never get enough of having my hands on you,” he said in a low, rough voice-a voice that came more from the darkness in him that I knew existed. His lips were an all-out assault as he took my mouth, plunging his tongue inside with a barely restrained rhythm.

Wrapping my legs around his waist, I ground my pussy against the bulge in his jeans, trying to find more friction to work with.

Bane chuckled. “I thought we had to go.” Sucking on my neck, I tilted my head to the side to give him better access.

“I need you more.” I gasped when he slid his hand between us and brushed a knuckle against my already-soaked pussy. “I guess you do.”