"Are you sure?" he asks, pulling back to search my face. Those piercing blue eyes see right through me; I know they do. Does he see how ungodly attracted I am to him? How much I want this? Does he know how connected I feel to him right now?
"Positive," I whisper.
"I'll be gentle," he promises, smoothing the hair back out of my face.
I don't doubt him, but my stomach quivers anyway. I've heard horror stories about how painful the first time can be for women. I'm a little afraid that's what it'll be like for me. I saw his cock. He is not small.
He drags me down the bed, spreading me out exactly where he wants me, and hooks my leg over his hip. His erection lands against my center. He rocks his hips, sliding through my folds.
"Fuck, look how good that looks," he growls, his eyes locked on the sight.
I lift my head, moaning when I see his erection sliding through my folds, coated in my juices. He's right. It's hot as hell.
"I'm going to breed you tonight, Piper," he says, meeting my gaze. "When you move tomorrow, you'll feel me dripping between your legs and think of me claiming your womb, pretty baby."
"Cortez," I moan, my core clenching.
"I'm fucking my kid into you, sweet little Piper. When I claim that cherry, I'm claiming that womb too."
"Cortez," I moan again.
"Stop me now if you don't want it, pretty baby," he says, and I know if I say no, he'll get a condom. He won't force me to do anything I don't want to do. But I don't say no. I don't stop him. I want him to breed me. I want him to claim me.
"Do it," I whisper.
"Fuck," he growls, reaching between us to notch his cock at my entrance. He pushes forward half an inch and then runs his hand up to my clit, running circles around it. I melt beneath him as pleasure sweeps in, forcing out the anxiety. He plays with me, teasing me mercilessly.
"Please," I moan, thrashing my head back and forth against the bed. "Please."
He doesn't move, though. Not until another orgasm begins to flood through my system. As soon as it does, he thrusts forward, impaling me on him in one powerful thrust. I cry out as my hymen tears, but the pain only lasts a split second before his thumb on my clit reignites my orgasm, and I forget all about it.
"Goddamn, that feels good," he pants, watching me through slit lids as I tremble and shake, moaning his name.
"You feel good," I sob in return, writhing beneath him in ecstasy. "I'm s-so f-full." I feel him everywhere, filling me, stretching me. He's so hard, yet it doesn't hurt at all. Nothing has ever felt this good before.
"Fuck," he growls, rocking his hips.
I cry out, clinging to his shoulders as a bolt of pure bliss flows through my veins.
"You like that?"
"Yes, yes."
He groans my name and eases almost entirely out of me before driving inside again. I wrap my legs around his waist, crying out into the room. We move together…at least I try to move with him. He's like a force of nature above me, though—pounding, driving, relentless.
I urge him on with my nails on his back. Every deep thrust brings a cry of wonder from my lips. Every utterance from my lips makes him go deeper, harder. I savor every moment, lost in him and the pleasure.
"Jesus, Piper," he groans, dipping his head to pull my nipple into his mouth. "You feel so fucking good wrapped around me. I may never let you leave this room." His hand slips between us, his thumb zeroing in on my clit. "I may just keep you on my cock forever."
"Yes," I sob, willing to agree to anything.
"I'll worship this perfect little body, and you'll live and breathe for my cock, pretty baby."
I'm already in danger of doing that.
"Fuck me back, Piper," he orders. "Work those sexy hips and take this cock like a good little girl."
I sob his name, rocking my hips with his, eager to obey. We move together, his balls slapping against my ass with each thrust. His grunts and curses ring out around us. So do my sobs. The room is full of our sounds, the smell of sex heavy in the air.
"Fuck, you gotta come for me," he growls, pulling my leg higher to change the angle. "I want that womb nice and ready for my cum." He grinds his hips against mine, his erection dragging against my g-spot.
I shout his name, digging my nails into his shoulders.
"Oh, I found your spot, didn't I?" he croons and then does it again. "Fuck, listen to how good you sound screaming my name. Scream it again, Piper. Let the whole hotel hear you when I'm breeding you."
Oh my god. His mouth alone is going to send me over. The dirtier he talks, the more I like it. Especially when he talks about breeding me. It's so…primal, so damn sexy. I never knew I had a kink, let alone a one like this. But oh my gosh. The more he says it, the more I want it.
His thumb rolls across my clit again as he pumps his hips.
"Come on, pretty baby," he growls, nipping at my collarbone. "Cream on my cock so I can give you what you need."
"I…I…" I try to tell him I'm going to come, but the words get lost when he grinds against my g-spot again. The orgasm erupts, pulling me under. Everything slows for a moment, the whole world falling still as the pleasure takes me over. I cry out, my muscles clamping down on him as I come in a rush that steals my breath.
"Fuck!" Cortez roars, pounding into me without rhythm as he follows me over the edge. He holds me tightly, groaning in my ear as I feel his seed spilling into me in hot spurts. It leaks out around him, splashing against my thighs. Feeling it sets me off all over again.
I cry out, clawing down his back as powerful aftershocks tear my world apart and leave me shaking. When they finally stop, my whole world looks different. It feels different. He's at the center of it, blazing brighter than the sun.
"Fuck, pretty baby," he groans, rolling us until I'm plastered across his chest in a sweaty, sated heap. His heart pounds like a drum beneath my ear, his arms tight around me. "You okay?"
"Perfect," I promise.
"I'm keeping you."
"Okay," I agree quickly enough, pretty sure I'm not capable of going anywhere at the moment.
"I don't mean tonight," he says. "I mean forever."
I lift my head to look at him, only to find those blue eyes focused on me.
"You're mine," he growls. "I'm not letting you go, sweet little Piper. Not tonight or tomorrow or ever. I'm keeping you. Permanently."
Holy crap, I think he means it.
"I…"
"I'm keeping you," he says again.
"Okay," I whisper, more than willing to let him keep me.