Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 12497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 62(@200wpm)___ 50(@250wpm)___ 42(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 62(@200wpm)___ 50(@250wpm)___ 42(@300wpm)
She cries out in frustration as I get to my knees and grip my shaft.
“Not until I’m inside you. Not until you feel me everywhere. Look.” I stroke myself slowly. “Look what you’ve done to me.”
Her gaze goes to my cock, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. I want to feed every inch into her mouth. Soon. But not now. Now I’m taking her virginity. Now I’m making her mine.
I come down over her and press my head against her wet slit. “You asked for this.” I run my teeth along her throat. “And I’m going to give you every bit of me.”
She swallows hard, her hips moving against me. “Give it to me.”
Ah, fuck. I groan and press my head inside her. She’s so goddamn tight and slick and perfect. I don’t know how I’m going to last, but I will. I have to. I won’t spend inside her until she’s coming.
Slowly, I push all the way in. She stills, her breath catching.
I kiss her mouth, wishing I could take the pain away. But she has to feel this. And I want her to know I’m the one who took her virginity, to feel me in her bones. She’s already part of me in ways I never imagined. I want to be just as much a part of her.
“It’ll pass.” I kiss her throat, her chest, and then back to her mouth. “And then I’ll make it feel so good, Mariana. You’ll come all over my cock, and I’ll give you every drop I’ve got. Can you imagine that, my good little girl? My cock spilling inside you?”
She makes an mmmm noise and starts kissing me back. Then she moves her hips, her nails biting into my shoulders.
“More,” she whimpers.
I pull out and push all the way back in. “This is mine, Mariana. All fucking mine. No other man will ever touch you like this. If anyone else does, I’ll kill them. No hesitation. Do you hear me?”
“Yes,” she breathes.
She knows I’m true to my word. I’ve killed plenty, and I’ll do it again if it means me and mine are on top in this world.
I thrust again, harder this time. She moans and holds on to me. Sliding one hand to her hip, I pin her to the bed and fuck her, feeling every bit of her as I move inside her.
She likes it when I grind. She likes it when I suck her tits. And she fucking loves it when I play with her clit. I study her, learn her, taste her. She’s so goddamn sexy—from the sounds she makes to the way she looks up at me.
I thrust harder, deeper, hitting all the right spots. I can’t stop. Wet sounds echo around the room, her pussy soaked for me. I love it. I only wish I could lap it up with my tongue. Instead, I kiss her again. Roughly. Possessively. And I go hard. So hard that our skin slaps together and the bed shakes with each impact. I want her to feel me for days.
I’m on edge, my body demanding I come. But I won’t. Not until she’s good. I’ve never wanted to please anyone other than myself, but with her it’s different. With Mariana, I want to make her happy, to make her come, to make her feel like a woman, just like she said. So I deny myself while still enjoying every stroke, every pant, every fucking second.
Her cries stop, her brows drawing together. She’s close. Fuck, so am I.
When her thighs start to shake, I reach between us and stroke her clit. Her hips lock, the breath catching in her lungs, and then she lets out a low, sexy cry. She comes like an angel, her beautiful face filled with pleasure.
I push deep and let myself go, filling her tight body with my seed and claiming every bit of her for myself.
3
MARIANA
I come to with soft kisses being placed against my neck. “You even smell warm and sweet like the sun,” Fenton whispers against my skin.
I try to pretend to be asleep, wondering if he’ll say more.
He’s being so cute. I’ve seen his boss Grant act this way towards Amelia. Before that, I never in all my life saw a man in our world—let alone a boss—treat a woman well. I didn’t know there were men in this world that could be that way. I thought they were only in movies or romance novels.
“I know you’re awake.”
I gasp when he takes a small nip of me, the sensation shooting straight to my clit. Okay, I might enjoy some of the roughness too. I press my legs together, thinking about how Fenton took me. I’m tender, but it’s not as bad as I thought it might be. His release is still sticky on my thighs. I’d be lying if I said I don’t love the fact that he marked me.