“I’m gonna come,” she gasps because my girl must like the visual I just gave her.

“That’s my good girl,” I whisper. “Come for me, baby. Let me feel it.”

She falls apart in my hand, shaking as she bites out my name, and I catch her mouth with mine again, groaning as I drink her in.

Only then do I shove my pants down and free my cock. It’s hard, throbbing, and dripping with precum for her.

Her eyes meet mine, and her breath catches. Her hand rises to cup my jaw, fingers trembling slightly, but not from hesitation. I know she’s experiencing the same overwhelming need that's tearing me apart.

“You are all I’ve ever wanted,” she breathes out, barely words, but I hear every single one. That’s all it takes. I line myself up and press into her, groaning loud as I sink inside of her.

She arches beneath me, gasping, her hands flying to my back to hold on. I slide deeper, slow and steady, letting her feel every thick inch of me.

"I love you, Lake," I grit out, pressing an open-mouth kiss to her neck. "You are the only fucking one I’ll ever love."

Lakynn’s long legs wrap around me, drawing me in tighter.

I fucking whimper. I’m a trained killer and here I am whimpering her name.

I lean back just enough to see her face. Her lashes flutter. Her lips part with every breath. She smiles up at me and her eyes shimmer with unshed tears when she says, “I love you, Riven. I always have.”

My chest feels like it’s going to explode at her words, but I can’t die yet because I need to know what it feels like to fill her tight little body completely.

I pull out and then flex my hips, bottoming out inside of her. We both groan in pleasure as I trail kisses down her jaw, her throat. “Every sound you make. Every twitch of your hips. Every time your pussy pulses. It all belongs to me. Only me.”

“Yours,” she gasps out when I pick up my pace, fucking her with the raw abandon she asked for. “I belong to you.”

“Jesus, fuck. You’re so tight,” I choke. “So fucking perfect. Made for me.”

She gasps, clenching around me, her nails digging into my shoulders.

“Too much?” I rasp.

She shakes her head in the negative because she’s too breathless to speak. “You feel so good. I’m so full, stretched...” she trails off, but her words are too much for me. I’m not going to last. I want to. I want to last all night, pleasuring her, but her pussy is too wet, too tight, and I need to come inside her.

“You’re my good girl, Lake,” I groan, thrusting deeper. “You’re taking me so well. Just like I knew you would.”