“I will spend every day for the rest of our lives trying to make it up to you if you’ll let me. I read the file about your life in Mexico. I can’t understand how you still seem to be dripping with sweetness despite all the sadness and evil you have seen. You’ve been through so much but here you are, trying to ease my pain. I want you to stay, Bella. Be my wife, make me whole again. I’ll protect you, give you everything you could ever want for, and I promise, I’ll love you more than anyone else in this whole goddamn world.”
Flinging myself at him, I landed on top of him with an “oof”. Straddling his hips, I peppered kisses on every inch of him I could reach. I could feel his cock slowly hardening beneath me and I squirmed.
“I take that as a yes then?” Griffin laughed heartily.
“I love you too, my Griffin. I’ll stay and be your wife, but under one condition,” I teased. Lifting up slightly to align his cock with my opening, I slowly slid down his length.
“Angel, I don’t think there is a thing on this planet you could ask for when you’re wrapped around my cock, that I wouldn’t give you.” With that said, he thrust up into me, burying himself balls deep into me, filling me to the brim.
Moaning, I told him my final demand. “Just don’t lose all of that beastly-ness you have inside of you, I kind of love him too.”
“Is that right, my Beauty?” he grunted, thrusting hard and picking up his speed. “You want some of my beast? Then you’re going to get him.” He growled, nipping my neck. Flipping us both so he was now on top of me, he rammed himself deep into me and let himself go.
“Yes, Griffin, let him loose. Give him to me,” I panted, letting out a tiny whimper with each hard shove, feeling him pound away. “Give me all of you.”
“You’ve owned every part of me since you stepped out of the car.” He crashed his lips to mine, slipping his tongue into my mouth, licking, claiming and dominating every inch of me.
Alone. Neither of us will ever be alone again.