Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 212(@200wpm)___ 169(@250wpm)___ 141(@300wpm)
“Take it,” I snarled. “Every fucking drop.”
Her walls milked me until I had nothing left, and she was limp beneath me, gasping and moaning.
I collapsed over her, panting against her neck, her body still tied beneath mine, trembling in the aftermath of what we’d just done.
And I was still fucking hard.
I’d just emptied my load inside her and was still buried to the hilt. But damn, I was ready to take her again. I couldn’t explain it except that the need to prove who she belonged to was riding me hard. To remind myself that she was here, safe, and fucking mine.
She continued shaking beneath me when I lifted my head and looked down at her. Her cheeks were flushed, lips swollen from our earlier kisses, hair a wild halo around her face. With her wrists still tied to the headboard, her body was stretched and open, flushed and glistening with sweat. She looked like she’d just been fucked within an inch of her life.
Because she had.
But I wasn’t done.
Not even close.
“Lucas,” she breathed, her voice slightly hoarse and so damn sexy.
“Still with me, baby?”
She nodded, her gaze dazed and heated. “Always.”
A growl rumbled in my chest. Fuck. That answer. The devotion. She was so perfect.
I leaned down, kissed her like I was starving, while I reached up to untie her wrists. Her hands fell to the bed with a soft thud, and I kissed each wrist, rubbing them for a moment before dragging her arms around my shoulders.
“You okay?”
She smiled, sleepy and satisfied. “Better than okay.”
“Good. Because I need you again.”
Her breath caught.
“I’m gonna fuck you until you’re crying, baby. Until your thighs are soaked and your voice is gone. Until nothing is left in that pretty little head but my name and the feel of my cock inside you.”
She whimpered, her legs shifting restlessly beneath me.
I sat back on my heels and looked down at where I was still buried in her. Her pussy was pink, swollen, and stretched wide around the thick base of my cock. Our combined release was everywhere. Dripping down her ass and soaking the sheets.
I pulled out slowly, watching the way she clenched and trembled. Then I bent down and licked her clean, savoring every fucking drop I’d pumped into her.
She moaned, her hips jerking, and I slapped her ass. “Stay still.”
“I can’t,” she whimpered.
“You will.”
She nodded, then did exactly what she’d been told while I finished.
“Such a good girl,” I murmured as I rose onto my knees again. “You deserve a reward.”
I flipped her onto her stomach and dragged her hips up until she was on her knees, her cheek pressed to the mattress, and her ass in the air. I gripped her ass cheeks and spread her wide, groaning at the sight.
“Look at this greedy little pussy. Still dripping, so needy. You liked being filled with my come, didn’t you?”
“Yes,” she panted. “Please, Lucas.”
“You want more?”
She nodded frantically.
I lined myself up and slammed back in one hard thrust.
She screamed, and I wrapped my hand around her throat and dragged her up until her back hit my chest.
“I want you to keep quiet this time, baby,” I rumbled in her ear. “You make a sound, and I’ll stop. Unless I tell you to speak. Do you understand?”
Her mouth opened and then clamped shut as she realized that agreeing out loud would be breaking my rule.
I grinned, then nibbled her ear before murmuring, “If you keep this up, I might let you take control in bed one of these days.”
Maren’s head twisted to the side so she could look at my face, as if gauging if I was serious. I winked at her, and she flushed, her eyes sparkling.
“But not this time,” I growled before I began to move again. I kept her there, one hand at her throat in a gentle hold, the other under her tits as I pounded into her from behind. Each slap of my hips echoed in the room.
“You’re mine, Maren,” I growled. “Say it.”
“I’m yours,” she gasped. “Only yours.”
I pinched her nipple and fucked her harder. “That’s right. Mine to touch, to fuck, to fill. No one else will ever see you like this. On your knees, stuffed full of my cock, begging for more.”
She gasped, and I squeezed her throat gently before giving her permission to stop trying to stay quiet.
“Go ahead, baby. Let me hear you cry. Scream. Beg.”
Maren moaned, and her arms came up to circle my neck, like she needed something to hold.
“I could keep you like this forever,” I grunted. “Naked, marked, leaking my seed, pregnant with my kid, blissed out and purring in my arms. Would you like that, baby?”
“Yes, yes,” she sobbed. “Please.”
I slammed deep, held her there, and slid my fingers between her legs. I rubbed her clit in hard circles, my mouth at her ear.