Series: Lee Savino
Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
He moves closer, covering me with his body. The wall of muscle fills my vision. I stare at his elegant collarbone, and down to the thick root of his cock. It’s huge, long, and thick, nestled in crisp golden hairs. He fists it and rubs the head against me. It’s hot and wet, and I know it will be so satisfying.
“Come on,” I jerk upwards, and he catches my wrists again.
“Slowly, little dove.” My pulse hammers in his hold.
The wide head of his cock pushes against my tight hole, and I suck in a breath at the stretch. I’m not fighting to get more of him inside me, not yet.
Then he does something I don’t expect. He dips his head and catches the nape of my neck between his teeth. He kisses the skin there, his rough beard tickling me. I shiver, and he licks over my pulse. That, combined with his thick member penetrating me, is enough to make the volcano inside me start to blow.
“Oh God,” I pant. My chest heaves, my nipples get tight and itchy. I arch upwards and rub my breasts against his chest. His coarse hair scratches my tender nipples, and the stimulation adds to the building tension inside me. My whole body starts vibrating, shuddering out of control.
He slides forward, my silky fluids easing his way. It hurts so good. My legs tremble, and I lock them around his powerful hips, urging him forward.
He braces himself over me, every muscle standing out in stark relief. His jaw is rigid, like he’s gritting his teeth and forcing himself to conquer me slowly. A red flush creeps over the crests of his cheeks. Under his surly blond brows, his eyes flash amber. He’s the most breathtakingly beautiful man I’ve ever seen.
I glance down. His cock is only halfway inside me. I dig my heels into the dents above his firm buttocks. He slides his hands under my ass, palming the punished skin. He’s careful, but the rough calluses on his fingers catch a sore spot. The pain pushes me over the edge.
My orgasm explodes out of me. I come, shaking, and my inner muscles ripple along his shaft. My body clamps down tight, like it wants his cock to become a part of me.
He growls, and the sound rumbles through me, triggering aftershocks. I gasp, trying to catch my breath, when he slides all the way in. I surge to new heights, my climax going on and on.
He dips his head and kisses me. His firm lips move over mine, conquering, dominating. I moan, and he sweeps his tongue into my mouth, thrusting in time with his cock. The rhythm makes delicious tension coil in my belly once more.
“You feel so good, princess,” he murmurs against my mouth. I sigh, and he nips at my lips. “You were made to take my cock.”
Oh, my God. Am I coming again? I don’t think I’ve stopped.
He’s buried deep, pumping into me slowly. I move with him, letting my body stretch, so he can settle flush against my thighs. I never knew I could let someone in like this. I never knew it would feel so amazing.
The hair on his chest chafes my soft skin. I buck against him, needing more stimulation.
“Easy, little dove. I’ll give you anything you need.”
He pushes up to an elbow and sets his large hand against my neck. He squeezes lightly, in time to the surge of his hips. It should feel like a threat. Instead, it feels good, like instead of collaring me, he’s set me free.
My pussy clenches, squeezing his dick, and he groans. His head falls back, his hair falling around his face. It’s somehow shoulder length now. He looks like a Viking warrior.
“I’m close,” he grits out. I dig my nails into his back, wanting to mark him. His eyes flash with a bright, inhuman light. “Come with me.” He grips my throat harder, punctuating the order. At the same time, he slams into me, sending me soaring. The slap of his body against mine stimulates my clit. Stars burst behind my eyes.
He growls as he comes. His dick pulses deep within me, filling the condom with his cum.
“Paloma,” he groans, and I shut my eyes, overwhelmed by the reverence in his voice.
He pulls out of me, rising above me in all his tanned and sexy glory. My legs fall open, showing him my freshly fucked pussy. His huge sheathed cock is still hard, shining with my juices, and damn if I don’t want him to grip my hair and guide it into my mouth. Forcing me to taste our combined essence.
“Now you belong to me,” he rumbles. “Say it.”
“I belong to you.” I know it’s part of the fantasy, that it’s not real, but I feel a connection sizzle between us as I say the words.