Hours later...
Maya had lost count of how many times she'd come.
Kai had claimed her in every position, every way, with absolute intensity.
He'd marked her completely, bruises on her hips from his grip, fingerprints on her ass from spanking, bite marks on her neck and shoulders, visible marks everywhere that proved beyond question that she belonged to him.
Now she was lying on her back, completely exhausted, with Kai between her legs moving inside her with slow, deep thrusts.
This wasn't about chasing orgasm anymore. This was about connection. About him reminding her through every movement that she was his.
"I love you," Kai said, his pace never faltering. "So much. And I need you to understand something."
"What?" Maya gasped.
"That nobody else gets to look at you like that," Kai said. "Nobody else gets to flirt with you. Nobody else gets to think for even a moment that they have a chance with you. You're mine. Completely. Forever."
