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Lucien’s hands slid lower down her stomach to the waistband of her jeans. He undid the button and zipper easily, smoothly sliding the denim down her legs and along with her panties. Isla stood there, completely naked and completely exposed, her body trembling with urgent anticipation.

“Look at you standing there,” he murmured, his gaze traveling slowly and intensely over her body. “So perfectly flawless. I am going to utterly ruin you, Isla. I am going to use you until you cannot physically walk away.”

He stepped back and pulled off his own clothes. The movement was full of a predatory, graceful confidence that made her mouth suddenly dry. His erection was just as intimidating as the rest of him, thick and rock-hard, the tip already wet with fluid. He grabbed her firmly by the hips, lifting her in one strong motion and pinning her against the cold wall. Isla wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. Her breath came in short, desperate gasps as he positioned himself exactly at her entrance.

“Lucien—” she started to speak his name, but he cut her off immediately with a powerful growl.

“Silence,” he ordered. His grip tightened sharply on her hips. “You are mine now, remember that? You do not get to speak or use my name unless I give you permission.”

With that single, dominant instruction, he thrust forcefully into her. His penis stretched her body in ways she had never known were possible. Isla let out a single, strangled cry, her fingernails digging deep into the muscle of his shoulders as he filled her completely. He gave her no time to adapt or adjust. He pulled out almost entirely, only to slam back in, his pace fast and utterly relentless.

“Yes,” he groaned loudly. His hands tightened on her buttocks as he pounded deep into her body. “You are so incredibly sweet, Isla. I am going to completely destroy you with pleasure.”

Isla could only cling to him tightly. Her mind was quickly becoming a haze of building pleasure and acute, stretching pain as he pressed her hard against the wall. Her body responded to him in ways she had never understood before. Her hips began to instinctively meet his powerful thrusts with a desperation that truly shocked her own mind. She could feel her orgasm starting to build, the pleasure coiling tightly in her lower stomach.

“There it is,” Lucien growled. His lips brushed against her ear lobe. “Climax for me, Isla. I want to feel your body exploding around my cock. Give me everything.”

His specific, demanding words pushed her past the edge. Her body suddenly tightened and convulsed around him as she came with a silent, sharp scream. Lucien groaned loudly, his thrusts becoming faster and slightly erratic as he immediately followed her over the edge, his hot semen flooding her once again.

He rested his forehead against hers. His breathing was heavy and ragged. “You are permanently mine, Isla. Every inch of you is owned. And I am far from finished with you yet.”

Isla’s legs dropped from around his waist. Her body felt limp and exhausted as he carried her the few steps to the bed. He laid her down gently. His golden eyes gleamed intensely with the clear promise of much more to come.

“You are going to accept every single inch of me, Isla,” he said. His voice was low and dangerously soft. “And you are truly going to learn to love every moment of it.”

He climbed onto the mattress. His hands began to roam over her body, touching, exploring, and immediately preparing to take her again. Isla’s eyes fluttered shut immediately. Her body was already responding to his possessive touch. She knew deep down there was no escape now. There was no way to fight the binding contract she had signed to save her sister. She belonged to him now, and he had only just begun collecting his payment.

“Lucien—” she started again, her voice barely a breath, but he silenced her instantly with a deep kiss. His tongue claimed her mouth as he pushed her legs wide apart on the bed.

“Damn it, Isla,” he growled. His penis pressed hard against her entrance. “You are so incredibly wet, just for me. I am going to utterly ruin you.”

He thrust into her again. His pace this time was even harder, more brutal than before. Isla cried out loudly, her fingernails digging into the fine sheets as he made fierce love to her. She could feel a second orgasm building rapidly, her body trembling and shaking with the fierce, overwhelming need for release.

“Climax for me again, Isla,” he demanded. His voice was rough with intense desire. “I want to feel you come all over my cock once more.”

She could not hold back any longer. Her body convulsed sharply as she came again, her moans this time muffled and absorbed by his lips pressing down on hers. Lucien groaned loudly, his powerful thrusts becoming rapid and erratic as he followed her over the edge, his hot cum filling her completely one more time.

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