3. Morning Ruin

You woke to sunlight — soft and golden — spilling across tangled sheets and warm, sweaty skin.

But it wasn’t the sun that woke you.

It was the mouth between your thighs.

Cole hadn’t said a word.

You’d stirred, half-asleep, sore in the best way possible, your body still thrumming with memory. Then you felt his fingers parting you slowly, his stubble scratching the soft skin of your inner thigh, his tongue licking a slow, sinful path up your slit.

Your gasp echoed in the quiet room.

“Good morning,” he murmured against you, voice thick with sleep and hunger. “Couldn’t stop thinking about the way you tasted last night.”

You whimpered, legs instinctively trying to close — but his grip was iron.

“Nuh-uh,” he growled, gripping your thighs, spreading you wide. “You gave this to me, baby. It’s mine now.”

And God, did he take it.

He licked you like he was making up for lost time — slow at first, then deeper, faster, tongue curling inside you, sucking at your clit until you were a mess of breathy moans and helpless cries.

You reached for his hair, clutching it, hips bucking against his face.

“C-Cole—oh my God—”

“That’s it,” he rasped, sliding two fingers into your slick heat while his mouth never stopped. “Make those sounds. I want to hear you.”

He worked you open like a man on a mission — and when you came, it was loud, trembling, your whole body shuddering as his name broke from your lips in a strangled cry.

He didn’t stop.

“Too much,” you gasped, trying to squirm away — but his hands dragged you back down. “Cole—!”

“Not done,” he said simply. “Not even close.”

He rose above you then, mouth slick, eyes dark with something wicked. You felt the thick weight of him pressing between your legs, already hard again — and God, you weren’t ready, but you wanted him anyway.

He didn’t ask this time. He didn’t need to.

He drove into you with a hard thrust that knocked the air from your lungs.

“Fuck—” you cried, nails digging into his back.

“You feel that?” he groaned against your ear, pounding into you with slow, deep strokes that made your thighs tremble. “You’re stretched so tight, baby. Still gripping me like I’m the first.”

“You are—!”

“I know,” he growled. “And I’ll be your last, too.”

He pinned your wrists above your head, his free hand gripping your throat just enough to make your breath catch, just enough to make you wet all over again.

“You gonna be a good girl and take it?” he whispered darkly. “Take every inch?”

You nodded, too dizzy to speak.

“No,” he said, slamming into you again, harder. “Use your words.”

“Yes—fuck, yes!”

“That’s my girl.”

He flipped you over, face pressed into the pillow, ass in the air — and when he slid back in, deeper from this angle, you sobbed into the sheets.

“Can’t—can’t take it—”

“Yes, you can,” he bit out. “You’re mine, remember? That sweet little virgin body? It’s all mine now.”

His hand smacked your ass once — hard enough to make you yelp, soft enough to make you melt.

“You like that?” he murmured, thrusting harder, faster. “You like being ruined first thing in the morning?”

You didn’t answer.

So he pulled out — just an inch — leaving you aching.

“Cole!” you begged.

“You don’t get to come,” he said, voice tight, “until you beg me for it.”

“Please,” you whimpered. “Please let me come—need it—need you—”

“That’s better.”

He gripped your hips like he was holding onto salvation and started slamming into you in punishing strokes, relentless, feral, lost in it. Every thrust dragged you closer, the knot in your belly winding tighter and tighter until you broke.

You screamed.

He followed with a low, guttural moan, spilling inside you as your name fell from his lips like a prayer and a curse.

For a long moment, there was only the sound of your breath, tangled and uneven. Your body limp. Wrecked.

Then he collapsed beside you, dragging you against his chest.

“You okay?” he whispered.

You nodded, eyes fluttering closed. “More than okay.”

He kissed your forehead.

“You’re mine now,” he murmured. “You know that, right?”

You smiled, body sore, heart full. “Always.”

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