“Yes.” I suck in a breath when he enters me with two fingers, curling them in a way that has me throwing my head back. My pulse pounds in time with our ragged breaths. “Oh my god.”
Devlin’s laugh is downright corrupt. “We’re just getting started.” He thrusts his fingers in deeper, drawing a sharp cry from me. “I’m fucking you until you break.”
His teeth clamp around my nipple. I arch up, clawing at his back from the mix of pleasure and pain. A rumbling sound vibrates in his chest.
Devlin lifts my calf to his shoulder and positions himself, gliding the head of his dick over my entrance. He leers at me, looking like a vengeful god with his sinfully attractive features. “I don’t care about the others. I’ll fuck each and every one of them out of you.” His grip flexes on my thigh. “I’m going to fuck you until you only feel my cock inside you.”
It’s hard to catch my breath from the rush of overwhelm crashing over me. I liked the roughness until I realized that might make this hurt more.
I part my lips, searching for some way to slow down. My heart beats erratically. “Devlin.”
His dark eyes meet mine. Some of the lust clears, making way for shock as he studies me.
Devlin lets my leg fall to the bed and grasps my chin. “Are you…have you ever…?”
Emotion clogs my throat. It’s stupid, but I’m helpless to fight the sting of tears. None of the rumors about me are true. I shake my head.
Devlin is still for a long moment, breathing hard. The way he kisses me feels like he’s holding back a tide of possessive force, but he keeps it in check. His kiss is searing and slow. I moan, locking my arms around his neck.
The emotion threatens to spill over. Without me saying anything, he understood what I need.
Devlin takes me apart with steady focus, kissing my entire body with feather light brushes of his lips until he settles between my legs. He strokes my hips, glancing at me through his lashes.
“Okay?”
I nod.
The corner of his mouth lifts. “You won’t be, when I’ve finished. You’ll be crying and begging for me. I’m going to own every inch of you.”
I shudder as his mouth descends on me. “Ah!”
My hands fly to the back of his head to hold him where I need him. His tongue and fingers are devious and so damn good. He murmurs against my sensitive folds, whispering filthy encouragement as he eats my pussy.
“There! Right there, please!”
My hips roll, desperate for release, riding his tongue until the explosion of pleasure ripples through my body.
“That’s it, angel.” Devlin lifts his head. His breath coasts over my throbbing clit. “Come for me, come on my tongue.”
He goes back for more, wrenching another two orgasms from me until I can’t take it anymore. I try to wriggle away, but he pins my hips in a dominant grip, shooting me a filthy grin.
“Please,” I beg, tangling my hands in his hair. “I need more.”
“You think you’re ready? Are you loose and wet for me?”
I nod frantically, trembling. “Yes!”
“I don’t think you’ve come enough times yet.” Devlin nibbles on the tender skin of my inner thigh, filling me with his fingers once more. “One more. I want this pussy to soak my cock when I fuck you.”
“Ah!” I wail as he tortures me with his mouth.
Impossibly, another burst of pleasure spirals in an explosion from my core. How can he make me come so much? Delirium floods my senses. A deep-seated urge for more connection grips me. I know I want to feel his cock filling me, feel our bodies joined.
“Devlin, please! I need you! Please, please, please!”
As he shifts up the bed, grinding his erection against me, I moan with abandon.
“You beg so pretty, my dirty little thief.” He strokes my cheek with his knuckles. “Is this what you want?”