She belonged to him without reservation.
Giving herself over to him, she lay there, amazed when he gave her more. She’d never even considered that this level of submissiveness existed, her only thought to give him pleasure and to turn herself over completely into his care. She hadn’t realized just how much she longed for his total possession until he surged deep, impossibly deep, and she felt his sack against her bottom.
“Mine.”
If she hadn’t been so attuned to him, she doubted she would have heard him, his growl deep and almost unrecognizable.
It felt so foreign, so naughty and decadent to be filled in such a way. Lost in a world where nothing existed except Ace’s voice and the hard heat filling her anus, Hope shook, the chills up and down her spine never-ending.
His hands tightened on her hips, and he started thrusting, each thrust proclaiming his ownership. “This ass is all mine now, to use as I please, whenever I want it. You’re mine, baby, and I’ll never let you go.”
Hope drifted in another place, a place where nothing mattered but pleasure and pain combining to become one and the same. Taken as never before, vulnerable and used for his pleasure, she absorbed all of it, existing only for his command.
“Come.”
A deep swell came from somewhere within her, tumbling her along as it held her in its possessive grip and consumed her. Her anus gripped the thick heat, her body surrendering to its master, milking him until his almost inhuman growl told her he’d joined her. She slumped against the hot leather as ripples raced through her, her mind a blank slate.
Her submission was complete.
She’d never felt so fulfilled.
Chapter Eighteen
Ace leaned over Hope’s trembling body, struggling to get enough air into his lungs. He’d never in his life come so hard that his entire body shook. His legs felt like cooked spaghetti, and he wondered briefly if the top if his head had blown off.
He couldn’t just stand here, though. Hope would need him now.
Withdrawing from her, he grimaced at her faint moan. He quickly took care of the condom and moved to her side, kissing her hair and shoulders as he rid her of the straps and reached under her to remove the clips as gently as he could, leaning close to absorb her shudder.
“You were magnificent, baby. God, I love you. Come here. I need to hold you.” Gathering her in his arms, he sat with her on a nearby bench, wiping the damp hair back from her forehead. He held her close, bending to touch her lips with his, a little startled that she didn’t open her eyes.
“Baby, look at me.”
His relief that her eyes opened was short-lived when he saw the tears in them. Fear was like a knife to his belly. “Oh, God, baby. I hurt you. I swear it’ll never happen again. I’m so sorry.” Burying his face in her throat, he rocked her, his mind racing. How badly had he hurt her?
Hope’s hand in his hair had his head snapping up. “You’re kidding, right? Oh, Ace. It was unbelievable. I never knew it could be that way.”
Slumping in relief, Ace smiled tenderly, his love for her filling his heart until he thought it would burst. “You sure you’re okay?”
“Better than okay.” Her hand dropped back to her side. “Except I don’t think I can walk out of here. I can’t believe how incredible that was. Promise me you’ll do it again.”
Ace laughed softly, filled with a joy he’d never hoped to find. “On our wedding night. For tonight, though, I’m going to take care of you.”
Cradling her against his chest, he rocked her as gently as he would a baby, running his hands over her until her trembling stopped. He laid her back on the bench to dress her before quickly donning his own clothes again.
“I want to go to your house.”
“Yes, baby. We’re going home.”
Hope cuddled against him, making him feel ten feet tall. “Home. I like the sound of that.” Reaching up to caress his jaw, she smiled, melting his heart completely. “I love you, Ace.”
Love and possessiveness grabbed him by the throat. He didn’t know what he’d done to deserve her but vowed to spend the rest of his life keeping her happy and safe.
After dressing both of them and between caresses and slow kisses, Ace carried Hope down the stairs of the club, smiling at her attempt to keep her eyes open.
Sebastian met them at the bottom, his expression cold, but his dark eyes twinkling. “I trust, Sheriff, that you’re going to take care of this little troublemaker.”
Ace smiled down at Hope, filled with love so strong it took his breath away. “Absolutely. She’s all mine.”
Sebastian nodded. “So she’ll cause no more trouble?”
Hope grinned. “You know me better than that.”
Ace narrowed his eyes, his lips twitching in an attempt to hold back a grin. “If she does, I’ll take care of her.”
The butler inclined his head as he opened the door. “Yes, Sheriff, I believe you will.”
* * * *
Hope couldn’t wipe the smile from her face.
Watching Ace drive back to his house, her smile grew with caress, as though he couldn’t stop touching her. Once they arrived, he carried her straight through, barely acknowledging his brothers’ grins. He strode with her to the bathroom, where he quickly undressed her and hustled her into the shower while he shucked his own clothing before joining her.
Hope moaned under his hands, her body still ultra-sensitive. She basked in his gentle attention as he washed every inch of her body before hurriedly washing himself.
“Let the warm water run over you for a bit. I’m going to go send Law and Zach out for some food.” He bent to kiss her again, his smile indulgent. “I gotta take care of my woman.”
It only took a few minutes before Hope got lonely. She got out and dried off, wrapping a towel around her and went in search of her fiancé.
Ace stood waiting for her just outside the bathroom door. “I sent Law and Zach for food. I was coming back to dry you off. Next time, wait for me. Come here. I want to see your clit.”
Alarmed, she took a step back. “Ace, it’s so sensitive I don’t think I can—”
“When I said I would take care of you, I meant it. You’re mine now, Hope, and you’ll deal with all that entails. Lie down.”
Even after all he’d done to her, her body responded immediately to the steel in his tone. Amazed that her clit already tingled in anticipation, Hope obeyed him, for the first time noticing the tube in his hand.
Ace helped her onto the bed, positioning her so that her legs hung over the edge and knelt between her thighs, shouldering them apart and very gently bent to kiss her clit. “You were such a good girl today. I was very proud of you.”
Hope fisted her hands in the bedding. “You know damned well what it does to me when you talk like that. Damn it, Ace, I’m too sore.”
“That’s what the ointment’s for. I’ll make it all better, baby, I promise. You just lay back and relax.”
He licked her clit, his warm mouth closing over it to suck it gently. Keeping his touch light, he used his tongue all around her from her clit to her pussy, lifting her legs to lick her sore bottom hole before raising his head.
Amazed at the sensation, Hope found herself close to coming again, but didn’t know if she could stand it. She whimpered softly in her throat as Ace moved to sit on the bed next to her hip.
He squirted a generous amount of ointment onto his fingers before tossing the tube aside and using his other hand to separate her folds. “Once I massage this in, baby, your clit will feel much better.”
He gently rubbed the cool ointment onto her clit, the slick gel thick enough to ease the friction of his fingers moving over it, his touch deliberate enough to make her come again almost ridiculously fast. While still coming down from her orgasm, Hope thrashed her head from side to side as Ace lifted her legs and rubbed another thick layer of ointment all around her bottom hole.
Spent, exhausted, and weak, Hope hardly moved as Ace bundled her
into a thick robe and carried her to the kitchen.
Law and Zach had already come back and had started to set out the food. Zach leaned down to kiss her cheek. “Hey, honey, you look wiped out.”
Hope grinned as Ace sat, keeping her on his lap. “I am. Your brother wore me out today.”
Law filled a glass of iced tea and started to hand it to her, but Ace took it from him and held it to her lips himself. The look of surprise on Law’s face nearly made her choke on her tea. He bent to kiss her forehead before helping Zach put out the rest of the food.
“Well, I guess Law and I better get that house built in a hurry. When you get back from your honeymoon, we’ll be gone.”
Ace grimaced. “We won’t be going on a honeymoon just yet. Not with this bastard still on the loose.” He bent his head to kiss Hope’s damp hair. “I’m sorry, honey, but I promise that when we catch him, you and I are going away to wherever you want to go.”
Hope snuggled into him. “My vote is someplace warm where we don’t have to wear clothes.”
Chuckling, Ace took her plate and silverware and pushed them aside. “Deal. Your mom’s pot roast is amazing. Can you cook like this?”
Stunned when he held a forkful of her mother’s roast to her lips, Hope nodded. “You betcha, but Charity’s better at it.” She opened her mouth obediently, curling against him in acceptance at this new and delightful display of dominance.
Ace leaned close, his warm breath on her ear making her shiver in delight as his hand moved over her bottom, out of sight of his brothers. “I already found out what you’re good at, darlin’, being my woman, and that’s more than enough for me.”
THE END
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