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All I could concentrate on was my rapid heartbeat thrumming in my ears while slowly coming down from sheer ecstasy.

He rose to his full height, gathering me into his arms and with almost no effort, he slipped the entire length of his cock deep inside.

His words weren’t unusual nor were they new, but for so many tragic yet beautiful reasons, they carried a weight that wouldn’t soon be forgotten.

“Now, I take all of you.”

CHAPTER 15

Maxsim

Hot and wet.

Every inch of my luscious guardian angel was pure temptation, a feast meant for a king instead of a devil. But who was I to judge?

The way Isabel’s pussy muscles clamped around my dick was sweet heaven. Having her in my arms, the moment was as raw as it was passionate and felt like the first time all over again.

She was so tight my cock ached even more, but I’d never felt such a need to be inside a woman in my life. While physically I craved her as would any man when faced with such an incredible beauty, this felt even more intense. More personal.

I pushed her against the smooth granite, lifting one arm over her head and clasping our fingers together. Keeping my eyes on hers, I adored the way her long eyelashes skimmed across her cheeks and how her lips continually pursed into a perfect O.

So much of me wanted to please her, but I was also selfish, longing to fill every hole with my seed. I wanted to paint her skin with my cum and mark her bottom so that every time she sat down, she was reminded of who owned her.

And I wanted nothing more than for her to scream out my name.

Yes, I was an ass, incapable of being emotionally sound. The pain was too significant, still too raw even from years ago. To be faced with such horrific loss only to find some sense of salvation in knowing they were alive had been jarring enough.

But now to know my child might be forced to suffer all over again from a disease she didn’t deserve could come close to breaking me.

And there was one more thing.

I’d seen not only fear in Isabel’s eyes from my reaction, but also hatred. I stood a good chance of losing her and for a man like me, the thought wasn’t only detrimental.

It was defining.

I pulled out, driving into her sweet pussy again with so much force, the wind was knocked from her. She clawed my shoulder and I adored the scratches she’d already driven into my skin. The woman could be a wildcat when she let go.

Every muscle was tense as I fucked her, yet as crazy as it sounded even to me, fucking her had calmed the demons. Only she’d been capable of doing so.

Her fingers dug into my hands and she did her best to rock with me, even squeezing her knees against my thighs. With beads of sweat pouring down both sides of my face, a fog had developed in front of my eyes. But I could see her clearly, a true beacon of light to my darkness.

The thought had me smiling as her pussy muscles constricted and released. I did so adore watching her as she climaxed.

And this moment wasn’t disappointing.

“Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.”

“Call my name, baby,” I commanded.

She pulled her head front and center, barely opening her eyes as she licked her bottom lip. “What about the noise?”

“I don’t give a shit.” I pulled out until just the tip was inside, thrusting into her again.

And again.

My actions were brutal and relentless, pushing her. I could easily see I was driving her crazy by the mischievous smile.

“You’re so…” She tilted her head, panting as she’d done before and this time as she tensed, she gave me exactly what I’d been craving. “Maxsim. Maxsim!”