She huffs out a breath, but she doesn’t argue with me again. She just nods until I slap her ass again. “Red. I’ll say red, I swear.”
Her voice has a tremor of something like fear, which should put me off, but it doesn’t. It just makes me hungrier. I can tell from the scent of her that I’m not going to last long, though, so I’ll have to make it count.
The next time, I’ll eat her until she’s begging not to come again before I slip inside her, but tonight, she’ll be coming on my cock alone. I bare my teeth as I readjust myself on my knees, then reach between her legs and spread her as wide as I can with my thumb and finger.
She sucks in a breath when the head of my dick catches, and before she can offer to help, the head breaches her.
She’s not virgin tight anymore—not after the way she’s bounced on Phoenix’s cock or bent over for Ari’s, but she’s still fucking amazing. She’s hot and soaking, and she squeezes around me as the metal in my dick catches her insides.
I can tell when she really takes notice because her upper body loses strength, and she lets out a chest-deep groan as she squeezes her pussy around me.
“God.God…”
My breath leaves me in a rush, and I bend over her, wrapping my hand over her lower belly, and I tug her up as I bury myself deeper. My thrusts are shallow, circling hips, rocking into her and taking every second to feel it.
“So tight, darling. You feel me in there? You feel yourself taking all of it?”
She whimpers, which just makes me more wild.
“Fuck.” My fingers spasm over what will be her womb. “I’m gonna fill you up, my sweet little thing. I’m gonna watch you swell up with my child. You’re not going to know a moment where you’re not growing my babies inside of you. You’re going to be fucked out and constantly bred.”
She lets out a keening whine as I roll my hips again, and I realize then she’s coming.
My thrusts go a little wilder as my hand releases her, and she falls to the bed. I follow her, my legs keeping hers spread wide as I pump my hips and chase that warm spiral that starts at the base of my spine.
A few seconds pass, and then it shoots out, and my balls go tight, and then I feel it. I feel every bit of my come shooting up inside of her, and I press my cock in as far as it can go like I’m trying to plug her up.
Reason starts to creep into my mind as I settle over her back, and I can feel her struggle to breathe beneath me. In a frantic haze, I start to push myself up, but she lets out a sharp grunt.
“No.”
“Alice…”
“Stay. Please just…right there. Just stay.”
I do, though I take some of the weight on my arms, and I can feel the rapid, hard beat of her heart under her skin. I hadn’t lasted long, just like I predicted, and I feel like I’ve come every drop of semen I have. It’s locked deep inside her as my softening dick keeps her plugged, but I can already feel myself slipping.
“Love,” I tell her, more gently this time, “I think I need to move.”
She lets out a sigh, but she doesn’t protest as I slide away from her and roll onto my side. She lifts her head from the blankets, and I can see her eyes are red-rimmed because I’ve clearly made her cry. She also looks content, which is…not what I expected.
“Let me hold you?” My words are oddly hesitant. It’s like there are two creatures inside me—the man and the monster—warring to be the one in control. Right now, my inhuman creature is at peace.
She laughs, shaking her head as she rolls toward me, and she allows me to tuck her back against my front. My hand slides down her back, then between her legs. She lets out a small breath when I slip two fingers back inside of her, but she settles against my palm as I simply hold her that way.
“Ari was right about the piercings,” she says eventually.
I blink, then hide my laugh in her hair, biting down on the back of her neck. “Cheeky.”
“You love it.”
“I do.” Those two words settle between us, and I think maybe she knows that I mean more than just that. “Are you hurt?”
“Yes. The perfect amount. I wish all of you would stop freaking out about me being fragile.”
I don’t think Ari has—not really, but I can see Phoenix being far too protective, and Kane still hasn’t touched her. And tonight—with us—that was a fluke. She’s never seen me lose control like that before.
But something about her warm body tells me she won’t mind it again.