“More.” Her whimper brings my head back up, and I lock eyes with her. “Harder.” She circles her legs around my waist and lifts her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust. The mating instinct takes over and I lose all control, ruled by my need to possess her. I plunge one hand into her hair and clench it, tugging her head back so I have complete access to her neck. She cries out as I slam into her over and over. “Yes! Yes!”
I know I should be gentle, but the caveman inside me is the one calling the shots. And he wants to mark her so that she knows who she belongs to every time she looks in the mirror, just like she’ll be reminded every time she moves.
My lips and teeth work the smooth skin on her neck, then move down to leave love bites all over her tits. “Mine,” I growl. The bed bangs into the wall and Ainsley starts to tremble, her cries turning to screams of pleasure. “Fuck,” I grunt. “You’re going to be sore as hell tomorrow, but I can’t fucking help being happy that you’ll feel me inside you, stretching you, owning you, for days.”
With one hand still grasping her hair, I untangle the other and use my thumb and forefinger to hold her chin, so she has no choice but to look at my face. “You’re mine, baby. Forever. You know that, right?”
She tries to nod, but I have too firm of a hold on her. “Yes,” she whines.
“I’ll never let you go,” I rumble. “Now squeeze this hot little pussy, Ainsley. Take me deep and come all over my cock.” Her inner muscles clench and while I want to toss my head back and howl, I keep staring into her pools of emerald green. “You asked for my cum, now I want to hear you beg me for it.” I slow my thrusts to a maddening pace, and she mewls in protest. “Tell me you want my baby, Ainsley.”
“Oh yes,” she moans. “Please, Remington. Give me your cum.”
“How much do you want, baby?”
“All of it,” she shouts as she tries to buck her hips and force me to go faster. “Please, give me all of it.”
I kiss her with furious passion and return to my wild pace, burying myself so deep each time that I bump her cervix. “Come, Ainsley,” I demand. “Make me a daddy.” I can’t hold out any longer, and I need her to orgasm so her body will milk my cock and suck up every drop.
The hand on her chin slips down to her throat and I put slight pressure there, just enough to tighten her body even more as she breathes heavily.
The room is filled with her whimpers and my groans, and the sound of our skin slapping together. But those noises are quickly drowned out by the sound of Ainsley screaming in ecstasy. I follow right behind her, roaring her name when I drive in one last time and plant myself to the hilt inside her. My seed jets out, and I grunt in approval when I feel her body dragging it from my cock. Her pussy is wrapped so tight around me that it’s actually painful and keeps me from being able to pull out. Not that I have any intention of doing so.
“Wow,” Ainsley breathes as she pants below me and her muscles finally soften, easing her grip on my shaft. A satisfied smile plays at the corner of her full lips. “I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if you just knocked me up with triplets.” The musical sound of her giggle washes over me, and I chuckle along with her.
Keeping our bodies fitted together, I roll to my back and cuddle her close. The possessive beast inside me rumbles in approval when I spy the marks on her otherwise flawless skin.
“You’re fucking incredible, you know that?” I ask her tenderly as my fingers trail up and down her back.
She lifts her head from my chest and winks at me with a playful smile. “Compliments will get you everywhere with me.” Then she wiggles, making my slightly stiff cock harden. “So will orgasms.”
I laugh and give her a quick kiss. “As tempted as I am to test that theory, you’re already going to have a hard time walking tomorrow.” There’s no remorse in my voice, and she rolls her eyes.
“Proud of that fact, are you?”
I shrug and grin, but it slips after a second. “There are also some things we need to talk about.”
Ainsley seems to sense the change in my attitude, and she frowns, pushing up to rest on her elbows. “Is everything okay?”
“Yes, it’s just…there are things about me that I probably should have told you before we got married.” I sit up and she shifts as though to move off of me, but I grab her ass and hold her in place. “If I’m going to get through this, I need to be inside you while I do it. I have to know you’re mine, baby, or I’ll never survive.” Ainsley stops moving and nods, though her expression is wary.