Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
“You were made for this cock, baby. Made for me to stretch you, fill you, fucking break you.”
Her thighs shook, and finally, her arms collapsed beneath her as she slumped forward, twitching and gasping while the orgasm went on and on.
But I didn’t stop. For some reason, I couldn’t. Her climax only made my hunger stronger. Something inside me had taken over, like an animal intent on breeding its mate.
Well, shit. All of a sudden, I pictured the many, many times I’d taken Rylin and…I couldn’t remember using a condom, even one damn time.
But instead of making me freak and pull out, I gripped her hips and fucked her through it—merciless now—rutting wildly, my fat cock probably stretching her to the limits. She was gonna be so damn sore tomorrow, but even that didn’t ease the driving desire pulsing through me now.
“Not done,” I rasped. “Not fucking done with you yet.”
Not until I’d knocked her the fuck up.
I didn’t even wait for her to recover.
Still buried deep, still rock fucking hard, I grabbed her waist and pulled her off my cock with a wet, needy slide. She gasped at the sudden emptiness, but before she could protest, I flipped her over onto her back and climbed over her.
Her hair was a halo across the pillow, her lips kiss-swollen and pupils blown wide. Her chest rose and fell fast as I gripped both her wrists and pinned them above her head with one big hand.
“Keep them there.”
Her breath hitched, and she nodded, her chest arching as I dragged the head of my cock over her swollen entrance while I gave a quick, hard suck to each other's nipples. Then I licked my lips and watched her twitch, her hips rising toward me on instinct.
“I can’t slow down, baby,” I warned, voice rough as gravel. “You’re getting every fucking inch.”
Then I slammed into her, and she arched off the bed with a broken scream, her hands straining where I’d pinned them. I didn’t let up. I didn’t give her a chance to adjust. I fucked her hard—deep, driving thrusts that shook the bed and echoed off the walls. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the room. Her back bowed off the mattress every time I bottomed out.
“Micah!” she screamed. “Oh yes! Yes!”
“Fuck, baby. You feel incredible. Tight, hot, perfect. Made for me.” I dropped my mouth to her neck, biting down on her pulse. “You’re mine. Say it.”
I couldn’t hear it enough.
“Yes—yes,” she gasped. “Yours, Micah.”
“Damn right.”
I pulled out and sat back on my heels, grabbing her ankles and lifting them into the air. Her thighs parted automatically, and I spread them wide—opening her into a perfect V, her slick center exposed and swollen, dripping down onto the sheets.
“Open wider for me,” I ordered, my voice thick with hunger. “I want to see exactly how deep I can get.”
She moaned, her legs straining as I pushed them farther apart, then slammed back into her so hard she cried out. My grip stayed tight on her ankles, keeping her wide open as I drove in deep and punishing. Her body was so fucking responsive—gripping me like she never wanted to let go. Soaking me with every filthy, perfect stroke. I was so deep I felt the head of my cock hitting her cervix with every pump of my hips.
“You hear that?” I rasped, watching my cock disappear into her slick, flushed pussy, filling the room with the slap of our sweat-soaked skin. “That’s the sound of you giving me everything. And I’m taking it, baby. All of it.”
Her whole body writhed under me, eyes glazed with lust, her mouth falling open on a cry that made my balls draw up tight.
“You’re gonna come again,” I promised, fucking her harder and faster. “You’re gonna come with me buried so deep you’ll feel me for days. Every fucking step, every breath, every time you sit down…you’ll think about who owns this pussy, these sexy tits, that pretty little ass. You’ll know you’re mine.”
I shifted my grip, dragging her legs over my shoulders and folding her hips higher, changing the angle just enough to hit even deeper. “I’m gonna fill you so full, you’ll be dripping with my come.”
Her whole body jerked, and she screamed my name. “Micah, oh!”
“That’s it,” I growled. “Give it to me. Let me fucking have it.”
I dropped forward, pinning her under my weight, grinding into her with rough, pounding thrusts. My mouth found hers, swallowing her moans as I rutted deep—claiming her, breeding her.
“Won’t let you go,” I breathed against her lips. “Ever. I fucking need you like air, Rylin. Can’t live without you.”
She shattered beneath me—her body clamping tightly around my cock, arms flying up to cling to my back as she came with a scream that tore out of her throat like a war cry. I drove through it, not slowing, until the pressure finally detonated in my spine.