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of his ass. He came off the bed as he climaxed so fucking hard. He was vaguely aware that he broke his restraints and slammed Sarah to the mattress, pinned her arms above her head with one hand, and held her throat with the other. Then he fucked her with a ruthless absolution until she screamed with it. Until she came undone with it. Until she shattered with it. Until he made her utterly and selfishly and wholly his. All his and only ever fucking his. Ever.
    “Shit!” Sarah cried right after.
    Micah pul led her back into his arms when she tried to scramble up to inspect his wounds. Still winded, he kissed her forehead. “I’m okay.” He wasn’t, but he was. His cuts had opened and he didn’t care. At the moment.
    “It’s not fine! Micah, you’re bleeding.”
    He forced her worried head back to his shoulder and held it. “Shhhh. Please don’t ruin the best time of my life.”
    She stilled and turned her head up with a sweet moan.
    He rolled his eyes. “And don’t ruin it with pitiful sounds either.”
    “It’s not pity it’s…”
    “Pity.”
    “Amazement.”
    “Pitiful amazement.”
    “Noooo.” She nipped his still raging pulse at the base of his neck softly. “Just… amazed…”
    “Pity.”
    She snickered and bit his shoulder, sending Micah’s heart rate into an immediate frenzy. “God. Woman.”
    “ Mmmm.” She slid her foot along his leg. “You didn’t know the good doctor knew how to be bad, did you.”
    Micah grabbed her jaw and turned it to him, needing to kiss her, no, taste her. “You were so wicked. ” He grinned on her mouth at how funny that concept was with her. “My little naughty butterfly.”
    She smiled back. “I did good, didn’t I?” She pecked softly at his lips. “I’ve been fantasizing about it since I tied you up.”
    “Dear God,” he groaned, sliding his hand possessively over the curve of her spine, then ass. “That was certainly new for me.”
    “And the… butt thing wasn’t too ew?”
    He choked on incredulity. “If you ’d asked me yesterday if I liked that, I would have laughed.”
    “I didn’t think I did either until you did it. Now, I love the feeling. Well the combination. It’s not the same unless you’re… doing other things to me.”
    “Yes.” Micah’s cock was already hard again. “I can’t seem to get enough of you.”
    “I feel that.” She smiled and put her hand on his butt and pressed them closer.
    “You are surprisingly strong.” He hooked his leg over hip and drew her close, pushing his cock into her stomach. She grabbed his hair and the memory of her grinding her sweet pussy on his face hit his body like a tidal wave of insanity. He rolled onto her and saw the fear in her gaze. “Did I hurt you when I…”
    Her brow furrowed. “No, no. I loved it.” She lowered her gaze. “Can we please see about your wounds?”
    God, he loved her. She wasn’t afraid of him. Only of hurting him. Micah tended her sweet lips with delicate kisses. She was so very precious. Innocent. Perfect. And he could hardly believe she was his. “You win doc.”
    He groaned as he rolled off. His desire for her was lethal. To him mostly. He’d fuck them both into the grave if it had its way.
    Micah mourned as she got up and grabbed the long johns. “Can’t you stay naked?”
    She paused briefly, seriously considering. “I don’t think so, sir. I’d have to tie you up.” His cock jumped at the idea and she winced. “Sorry.” She bit her lower lip with a sweet smile. “You really like that, don’t you.”
    “Now that’s a piss poor term for what that does to me.” He angled his head, watching her succulent ass disappear beneath the obnoxiously huge material.
    She put her hands on her hips and stared at him with no top. She meant to be funny with how high she’d pulled up the pants. But those perfect tits hammered his groin with a decadent fury.
    She covered them with both hands and he rolled his gaze up to hers, ready to take control.