MARVEL’S POVHe chuckled, a low, predatory sound. "Eager, aren't we?"I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. "I've been ready since we left the bar."He reached for the nightstand, fetching condoms. His eyes met mine, dark and knowing."You're already wet for me, aren't you?"I flushed, but didn't look away. My hole was betraying me in the best possible way, slick and ready despite every reason I had to say no.He slipped two fingers inside me, groaning at what he found. "Fuck. So ready.""Please." The word tasted foreign on my tongue. I didn't beg. I'd never begged. But with him, the word came out like a prayer. "Dmitri, please."I hated how good it felt to say it.He positioned himself at my entrance, his eyes locked on mine. "Look at me," he commanded again. "I want to see your face when I fuck you."And then he was inside me, slow at first, like he was savoring it, then deeper, filling me completely. I cried out, my nails digging into his shoulders as he began to
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