I shift over her, shoving her legs apart with mine, and hold my body over hers, her nipples hard against my chest.
“Miller.”
“Again,” I order, the tip of my dick seeking out her soaking soft heat, and I line up with her home.
“Miller,” she repeats, drawing a sharp breath as I push forward.
“Again.” I grit out, harder, pushing her.
“God, please…” She whimpers, but I stall.
“No, not God. Not please. My name. Again.” I bark, her eyes tight on mine.
“Miller.” She complies, the word sounding broken, but it’s what I need. What we both need.
My jaw is tight, I grit my teeth, trying not to nut as I get the tip just inside her tight opening.
“Again.” I manage, knowing this is the last time we will be separate people. At the next call of my name, we will be bound, forever together.
“Miller,” she whimpers, and I plunge forward into her soaking heat. On her own, she starts repeating my name in one long string and I look down to watch her tits sway and bounce as I roar and give her nearly all of me in one hard, demanding thrust.
I hold steady for a moment as she digs her nails into my shoulders, her hole so tight I’m not even sure I could move if I wanted to.
“Baby.” I grit out, holding back my release. Nothing has ever felt so perfect and I don’t know if I’ll ever want to leave. We may never make it out into the world again, because my dick is going to be mounted inside her drenched cunt 24/7 if he has his way. “You okay?”
Her cheeks are red, eyes half open, and I give her a few moments before she finally licks her lips on a whisper. “Miller.”
“I want to hear you say my name for the rest of my life.” I kiss her sweet mouth, taking in the whispers of my name over and over as I move with the cadence of her words, her thighs squeezing my hips and releasing as I pump in and out, the desire to drain my balls inside of her becoming unbearable.
The slapping, sucking sound coming from our connection only makes it more erotic. I look down where my cock disappears between her slick pink folds and I slow my movements, mesmerized at how her body takes me in and out over and over until she’s writing and undulating beneath me.
“Miller, I’m so full with you.” She manages as her inner flesh pulses around me, making my balls so desperate to empty I have to bite my cheeks to hold steady.
I want this to go on forever, but the tension building inside of me is nearing the point of no return. I shift back, my hands slipping to grab the cheeks of her ass, pulling her upward onto my thighs.
“Reach down and touch yourself.” I give her slow, measured strokes as she absorbs my command. “Show me how you like to be touched. Rub that clit for me, kitten, until you are purring.”
Her eyes widen as she draws a stuttering breath and her scent fills my head.
When she does as I ask, I know there will be no turning back. We are bound, now and forever, by what the other needs, and will never again be without.
Chapter Eleven
Katarina
“YOU KNOW, FROM NOW on, you are mine. All of you, mine.” Miller groans as he watches me finger myself, his incredible dick slipping in and out of my sloppy opening, making drenched sexy sounds as he pulses back and forth.
I nod, my fingertips spinning on my clit and my body adjusting to the feel of him filling me deep and round into my belly, stretching me so it hurts, but I never want it to end.
I gasp as he turns harder, working my fingers as his eyes turn dark, pinned on our sex, his voice rumbling without looking up at me.
“Tell me you want all of me.”
I want to answer, but he’s pounding harder, driving the little air I manage to gather in my lungs back out again. The words lodge in my throat as he thrusts in and out, harder and harder, until I think I’m going to be pushed right through the mattress onto the floor.
“I want…” I puff with each exhale. “All…”
His brow is drawn, jaw muscle like a rock. “Say it.” He seethes through bared teeth.
“I want all of you.”
“Fuck.” His groan deepens as my body tightens and my fingers are on the trigger. “Fuck, I can feel it. Cum baby, you’re so close. Cum.”
He pistons faster and harder, his balls slapping my wet flesh, and I give him what he wants. Falling over the edge into a blinding climax that has me twisting and jerking, his hands on my hips, holding himself deep to my limit, and he chants the word I never want to stop hearing…