Chapter 228 Book 3 Healing The Ruthless Alpha

• He continued with slow strokes that almost made me mad with want. He pulled out completely and then pushed back in so slowly, I cried. Then he started to pick up speed. With every stroke, he amped up the rhythm until he was slamming into me, his hands holding my legs as he almost bent me in half.
• "You're mine." I heard the snarl from my world of heavenly bliss. They were almost drowned out by my songs of ecstasy. "You're mine!" He stroked into me with a vengeance as if my silence frustrated him.
• "Yours." I moaned-slash-sobbed but he continued to repeat the words. He let go of my legs and lowered himself on the bed, his forearm holding some of his weight up as he collapsed against me, his face buried in my neck.