Page 64 of Dominion
Ben rolled back to face her, smothering her with a kiss. “You are my destiny,” he said, sounding choked. “After Leon—” He broke off and swallowed. “I couldn’t take it that I had lived and he hadn’t. He was the better man. He had a wife and children, a successful company, a pack that depended on his leadership. I had nothing—I was nothing. I would’ve given anything to trade with him—to give my life so that he could’ve stayed.” A tear escaped one of Ben’s eyes and rolled down his nose. “But maybe—maybe you’re right. Maybe I had a destiny that I just couldn’t see at the time.” He swiped at the moisture on his cheek. “A future with you.”
She swallowed the lump in her throat. “Yes. Your future holds all kinds of successes too.”
He smiled and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “You’re so precious to me, it hurts.”
She blinked up at him, her chest swelling. “So back to this mating for life thing. Are you really my fiancé now, or was that just something you told the doctor to get him to let you into my hospital room?”
Ben grinned. “I’m whatever you want to call me. We don’t need human names for relationships. As far as wolves are concerned, I marked you, and you’re mine.”
She smirked. “Are you calling me a possession?”
He tickled her, causing her to squeal and press her elbows to her ribs in a fruitless attempt to protect herself. “I’m saying you can’t get rid of me now. If you need a ring on your finger to believe that, I’ll buy you the biggest diamond on earth, but you’d better prepare yourself—I’m not leaving.”
“Do you mean prepare my house or my life?” she teased.
“Hmm, that’s a good question. Shall I move in here with you, or do you want to move in with me?”
Her heart double-pumped. He meant it—he really wanted them to move in together. “Well… your place is probably a lot nicer,” she said.
He smiled. “Actually, it’s not. It’s just a stupid apartment with the very basics in furniture.”
She cocked her head. Why was a multi-millionaire living with the just basics? “Were you punishing yourself?”
He shrugged. “I didn’t feel comfortable spending Leon’s money.”
“Didn’t Leon’s wife inherit his money?”
“Yes, I mean my salary from Stone.”
“That’s not Leon’s money, that’s your salary, forworking,dummy.”
“Uh oh,” Ben said, rolling her to her belly and pinning her down with a hand in the middle of her upper back. He delivered a flurry of stinging swats to her still-sore bottom, making her tummy flip like a pancake.
God, she loved his dominance.
“Rule number one, little wolfling. Never call me names.” He landed another five spanks, which left her moaning. “You may call mesir,ormaster,orMr. Stone.”
The wordmastermade her pussy clench. She would love to serve Ben Stone as his own personal sex slave.
He climbed over her. “Spread your legs,” he murmured in her ear.
She opened her thighs and his cock dived straight back into her pussy, without any guidance.
She sucked in her breath at the sting.
“Are you sore, sweet girl?” he asked.
She hesitated. It hurt, but she wanted him to go on. “No.”
He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back, growling in her ear, “Was that a lie?”
Her pussy gushed. “Please don’t stop,” she breathed.
He chuckled. “I might do this all night long if you’re not careful.”
Her muscles clamped down on his cock in a mini-orgasm. “I won’t stop you,” she gasped when she could breathe again.
“Let’s find a new place to live, together,” he said as he glided in and out of her.