She pushed herself back, one hand on either side of his head, and saw the bite mark that she’d left. It was small but deep, feral and territorial. This was her man who was fucking her brains out on his living room floor.

“No one else,” she told him. She was shocked at the words that she would never have said to anyone else in a million years. But if he was shocked, he didn’t show it.

He merely locked eyes with her and nodded, his lips pulled back to show his teeth. Via pressed her palm to the bite mark, and Seb pressed his hand over hers. Together they sealed in her claim on him.

His other hand dropped to her clit, and Seb made sweet, lazy, little circles that completely belied the possessive, vicious strokes of him inside of her.

She said it again. “This is it for me. No one else.”

With that, he was rearing up and pulling out of her. Via gasped at the loss of him but it didn’t last long. He set her on her hands and knees and was suddenly behind her. She’d never loved this position before, but with Sebastian, she was leaning back into him, spreading herself as wide as she could. She wanted him to have everything.

He stroked into her, solid and confident, before he fell over her, bracing his hands over hers and placing his mouth at her ear. “Ever,” he told her. “No one else, ever.”

A sound left her, wild and weak and as bright as the light of a sparkler. “Yes.”

He humped into her from behind, every stroke sending them a few inches forward. The carpet burned her knees and the heels of her hands, but she loved it. Everything, even the air against her breasts, was filled with charge. Hot and delicious. When his fingers found her clit again, Via flexed every muscle. She didn’t care about what looked cute or being ladylike. She simply made her hands into fists, threw her head back and bore down on him fully. She was dimly aware of his teeth at her neck for just a second.

But then the entire world was ash white and full sensation, there was nothing but bright, high-speed cloud rushing into her from every angle. She was disintegrating and shrinking at the same second. Her body wanted to contract into nothing but was stopped by the heavy, pulsing intruder between her legs. All she could do was contract around him, so hard she felt dizzy.

She could hear Sebastian’s voice in her ear but couldn’t tell one word from the next. All she could feel was the pounding of his heart at her back, the relentless pump of him inside her. The orgasm finally released its delicious claws from her, and her elbows wobbled, her vision going fuzzy as he pulled out of her. She heard him grunt, felt him at the small of her back. She felt his hand press his wet hardness against her, and he gave one, two more pumps before hot silk spread over her back. She clenched once more, this time around nothing, and let his weight push both of them to the ground.