Chapter 143 A Dangerous Arrangement-2
Chapter 143: A Dangerous Arrangement-2
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Ashcroft groaned deep in his chest, the vibration rolling through them both, his thrusts hard, relentless, hitting every sensitive point as he rode the edge. “That’s it… yes.. mine… only mine…” he breathed, his words a growl, possessive and intoxicating.
Heat pooled between them, thick and overwhelming, until a shattering climax ripped through Harper. Her walls clenched around him, a hot, tight grip that drove him over the edge. “Nick… oh God… I’m-!” she gasped, the words breaking into moans that tore from her throat.
Ashcroft followed immediately, every muscle tightening as his release hit, spilling deep inside her with a guttural roar. Their bodies convulsed together, shivering, trembling, each pulse and gasp syncing perfectly in the raw, primal rhythm of their shared ecstasy.
When the storm subsided, they clung to each other, ragged breaths mingling, sweat-slick skin pressed together, hearts hammering in unison. Even in the aftermath, the cave seemed alive with the echo of their fire-their desire, their possession, their unbroken, undeniable connection.
They stayed still for a long moment, chests heaving, breaths tangled, the echo of their climax vibrating through the cave walls. Harper’s fingers rested on his chest, tracing the hard planes beneath her touch, before she pushed him gently, a slow, teasing smile curling her lips.
Ashcroft pulled back, letting his c**k slip free, their mingled juices spilling down her thighs, hot and slick. The scent of desire still hung thick between them, mingling with the faint tang of the cave’s
air.
Harper blinked, knees still trembling from the intensity, and adjusted herself, fixing her dress just enough to feel semi-composed. Ashcroft, eyes dark and still smoldering, smoothed his pants and tucked himself back in, the movement slow, deliberate, as if marking the aftermath as his own.
Her gaze lifted, playful yet heated, lips catching the dim torchlight as she bit it lightly, a defiant laugh escaping her throat despite the haze of lust. “Yours, huh?” she teased, voice breathless but sharp. “That’s a bold claim… don’t you think?” Her eyes sparkled with mischief, the fire between them far from extinguished.
Ashcroft’s smirk returned, dark and predatory, but softened slightly by the remnants of their shared heat. “Bold? Perhaps,” he murmured, voice low and husky. “But only one thing’s certain-no one else gets this, Harper.”
Harper let out a throaty, unrestrained laugh, the sound echoing off the damp stone. “Too bad,” she shot back, arching a brow, “in case you missed the memo, I have a wedding to plan soon.” Something in Ashcroft’s eyes darkened, a dangerous flash of possessiveness slicing through the
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smolder. He stepped forward, closing the distance with a predator’s ease, until her back met the
cold wall. “With who?!” His voice was sharp, almost a growl. “That Hiro guy?”
Harper placed her palms against his chest, trying to push him back, but he didn’t move-he was a wall of heat and muscle. He braced both hands on the stone beside her head, caging her in without touching her, his breath hot against her cheek. “We all have obligations to fulfill,” she said, chin tilting up defiantly, though her pulse betrayed her.
“He’s never touching you,” Ashcroft snarled, voice dropping low, fierce.
Harper’s lips curved into a bitter-sweet smirk. “You can’t do anything about it,” she said evenly, though her eyes glittered. “It’s normal for a husband and wife to consummate the marriage. It will happen, whether you like it or not.”
“Until you’ve said “I do,” Ashcroft cut in, voice dark and edged with hunger, “your body… your moans
your orgasms belong only to me. Do you understand?” The words rolled off his tongue like a command, like a vow-each one thrumming with something primal and dangerous.
For a heartbeat, Harper only stared at him, the air between them heavy and electric. Then she threw her head back and laughed-a sound soft but lethal, like silk sliding over a blade. Her eyes glittered as she leaned closer, lips curling with wicked amusement.
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