OWNED

"Body and soul"

When I get inside, I know Trey isn't there yet. His presence was something I could never miss and I knew he wasn't home yet. I walked to the kitchen and got something to drink then headed upstairs. I was just walking in the bedroom, when the hairs on my arms stood.

My man was home.

Setting my glass down, I headed for the bed. Before I could even make it halfway there arms had locked around me and I was pulled against a hard chest.

"Hi," I whispered as I placed my hands over his, which were wrapped around my stomach.

"Do you see now? I'd protect you through anything. No one can take you from me. You're my life and that means I wouldn't let anyone take me from you," he murmured. I couldn't say anything, too aroused and turned on.

"You made me so proud My Queen. You stood there proudly and I could feel your power and presence supporting me."

"I'll always be there to do that," I murmur back.

"I know you will," he states confidently.

"Now, back to what we were doing before this whole disturbance," he continued. His hands moved from my stomach, to my breast, pulling the top of the dress down to expose it. His fingers rolled my nipples and although they were already stiff, his ministrations made them more so. Through all this, my eyes were closed and when his hands left I mewled, which quickly turned into a gasp when he rips my dress open. My eyes flew open and I looked at the fabric pooling at my feet. I was still in my heels and underwear, but nothing else. He then gathered my hair in his hand and yanked back, exposing my neck. In a swift motion he was biting down and I was all but a puddle in front of him.

"On your knees," he rasps after he seals the bite and gives me a tender kiss there.

I do as told and get on my knees, looking up into his eyes. He then slips off his joggers to reveal his thick erection.

"Open," he commands. I'm helpless to do anything but what he has told me and I open wide as his thick, and long cock slips past my lips. I savor his taste and take as much of him as I could; which was pretty difficult considering his size. Just when I'm really getting into it, he peels me off of him and throws me on the bed. No sooner had I landed, that I'm flipped over on my stomach and he's lifting my ass in the air. A scream leaves my mouth as his whole length slides home. The pain is so intense that for a second I wonder if he's split me in half, but I know it's impossible because we always fit like a glove. Tonight he was being rougher than usual and his desire had a violent undertone to it. I welcomed it. Within a few minutes I'm coming apart, but he keeps prolonging my release.

"You're their Queen, but you rule me. Body and soul. You're my world," he says and comes apart inside of me.

"And you're mine," I whisper in earnest.

For the rest of the evening, his appetite for me is insatiable and at some point I just pass out.