“You have the nicest pussy I’ve ever eaten.”
His words found her through the fog of arousal, the gruffness of his voice making her nipples tighten. His tongue flicked back and forth across her clit. Any coherent thought was lost to her on a wave of overwhelming need. She couldn’t stop the way she was feeling, nor did she want to. He was filthy and she loved every minute of it.
“Please,” she said.
She felt desperate, wanton, and needed to jump off this precipice.
“Come for me, Ally. I want to hear you scream for it.” She did as he asked and came hard.
Her entire body was thrust into shockwaves of pleasure so intense it shook her to the core. She hadn’t even finished enjoying this heady sense of release when Lord moved over her. He didn’t go far as he settled between her spread thighs. The tip of his cock traced along her wet slit. He was going to take her.
She knew it.
His frame was huge and he smelled so damn good.
Part of her wanted him to stop, but the other part of her didn’t. She’d never been considered desirable and as he looked at her, she felt this pull. Lord not only wanted her, he craved her. He was like a man possessed in his need for her.
She didn’t tell him to stop, even as fear started to rush through her body at the feel of his hard cock.
Lord wasn’t small. His cock was poised at her entrance and she knew he wouldn’t be gentle.
“You’re all mine now, Ally.” He thrust hard. Pain erupted as he slid in balls deep.
She cried out. Gripping his shoulders, her nails sank into the flesh, trying to throw him off but to also keep him inside.
He didn’t stop. His cock kept pushing in deep.
She felt like she was being torn in two before he finally seated himself to the hilt within her, pausing, holding himself still.
The vision of him swam as tears filled her eyes. She tried to breathe through the pain, but it didn’t help.
Lord leaned down close, his lips brushing across her ear. “I’m sorry,” he said.
She wondered if he was used to apologizing. At that moment, she couldn’t even remember if he’d apologized for the way his men and women had attacked her.
Slowly, the pain that had sliced through her began to ebb away. Lord pulled back, still within her.
He’d been fully dressed. She didn’t know how he’d gotten his jeans off.
“I didn’t want to hurt you,” he said. “I never had a virgin. Thought hard and quick would be best.”
“It wasn’t.”
He continued to stare at her.
“Do you always break your promises?”
“Ally, I’m going to protect and take care of you. You can trust me.”
“My bruises haven’t all faded.” It was a poor excuse, as most of them had been. She wasn’t in pain. The few pulled ligaments had started to feel fine again. Staring up at him as the pain lessened, she didn’t hate him.
Lord was used to taking what he wanted.
Even as she wanted him, she’d also been afraid that the moment he got what he wanted, he’d pass her over. Without her virginity, would he even want her for much longer? She didn’t want to be cast aside and forgotten.
“Does it still hurt?” he asked.
She shook her head. “No.”
“Good, you can hate me all you want, Ally. I wasn’t responsible for my men or the bitches doing what they did. I will pay for their sins, but I’m not giving you up. I haven’t reneged on our deal once. You belong to me, and since you’re alive and breathing, I’m doing a damn good job.” He pulled out of her and she tensed up, but he stopped.
His hand moved to cup her cheek and he came close to her. His lips a mere breath away. She could almost taste him.
Ally watched, waited. His tongue traced across her bottom lip and she gasped at the sudden contact. He kissed her as he pressed forward and she opened her mouth to receive him.
He released a groan as he kissed her.
At first, she didn’t know what to do. She hadn’t kissed him back.
“I don’t mind if you don’t want to kiss me, but I’ve been told I’m not too bad at kissing.”
She jerked back and glared at him. “Don’t talk to me about what you do with other women. I don’t want to hear about them, and I certainly don’t want to know what you do with them.”
He started to laugh. “Babe, I want you to kiss me back. Believe it or not, I haven’t kissed any of the women here. I know where their mouths have been, and I’m not interested in sucking one of my men’s cocks.”
“That wasn’t very nice.”
“The image of me sucking a man’s cock?”
“No, making me think there were other women you’ve kissed.”