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I nodded, my hands gripping his shoulders, my body trembling as his fingers kept up their slow 

torture. “Yes…” I said, my voice barely there. 

I didn’t know if I was moaning or responding to his question. 

His grin got wider, and he added another finger, making me let out a light gasp. “Tell me you 

want it, Athena,” he said, his voice firm, “tell me you want me to talk dirty and fuck you like I’ve 

been thinking about all night.” 

Nodding again, admitting I liked it, thinking that was what he wanted. But Tristan wanted 

something else, he wanted me to it louder, he wants me own it. 

“Say it louder,” he said, his fingers pausing, making me whimper at the loss, “tell me you love it 

when I talk dirty.” 

Surprisingly my body reacted to his mere request, my nipples hardening, my pussy aching, I 

loved the raw dirtiness he brought out. 

“I love it,” I said, louder this time, pushing against his hand, needing more, “I love when you talk 

dirty to me, Tristan. I love when you fuck me Tristan please. I’ve missed you so much” It’s freeing, 

even if it’s embarrassing but I can’t help myself. I wanted it all from him. 

There’s this fire that’s in me, it feels different, like I’m becoming insatiable. 

He groaned, then kissed me again, hard and deep, his tongue claiming my mouth as his fingers 

moved faster, sliding inside me, making me gasp int the kiss. 

“I’m gonna make you scream my name,” he said against my lips, his voice rough. I nodded, 

urging him to do whatever he wanted with my body. 

“gonna fuck you so hard the neighbors know you’re mine, gonna wreck you until you can’t move 

without thinking of me.” 

His words hit me hard, making my whole body ache, and I couldn’t believe how much I liked it, how much I wanted him to keep going. I swallowed again, trying to find my voice, and whispered, “I want it, Tristan, I want you to be dirty with me. I want you take me and do whatever you want.” 

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His eyes darkened, and he let out another low sound, like he’d been holding it in. And I know he 

is, I know he’s trying not to show me that side of him. But for a weird reason, I wanted that part of 

him today. 

I wanted every side of Tristan Hayes. I wanted every side of this biker Alpha who became my 

second chance mate. 

“You don’t know what you just started Ath. You don’t know how much I’m trying not to do what 

I want to do with you.” he said, his voice rough. 

His words made me shake, my whole body reacting, and I realized I wanted more than just this, 

more than what we’d done before. 

I wanted something new, something I’d never said out loud, something that made my face burn 

even as it made me ache. 

I pulled back, just enough to look at him, my breath coming fast. ““I want it as much as you do 

T” I said, my voice shaking, 

“I want us to try something different, something… kinkier.” my heart pounded at what I was 

really saying and asking. 

His eyebrows went up, and a slow smile spread across his face, his eyes glinting with something hungry. “Yeah?” he said, his voice low, “what’s that, love? What do you want me to do to you?” 

My heart pounded, and I hesitated, not sure I could say it, but his eyes were locked on mine, and I knew he’d give me anything I asked for. “I want you to take control,” I said, my voice quiet but steady, “like, really take control, tie me up, spank me, make me yours in every way.” 

I’m telling him to tie me up, to spank me–where did these ideas come from? But looking at him, I knew I trusted him, and it made the nerves mix with thrill.