Mine Now (The Phantom Vipers MC)

43. Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Blake

Hunter climbs up my body, kissing every inch of me as he makes his way to my mouth. I just came so hard, I still see stars on the side of my vision. Yet, he doesn’t look like he is anywhere close to being done with me. I shouldn’t feel this good right now. I should feel guilty of the fact I haven’t thought about my marriage in at least a day now.

But I can’t help it. When I am around Hunter, my shitty existence floats away. With him, I can be my true self and not feel like I am less than. He makes me feel worthy to be in his presence. It’s like he wants me around. Like maybe he needs me as much as I am starting to need him.

I feel his hard cock, scraping up my leg as he gets closer and closer to my mouth. I can feel the moisture of my pleasure still on his chin. Once he makes contact, I open for him immediately, and he takes no time in devouring my mouth like he has before. Scooping his tongue inside and forcing me to taste myself on his lips.

He leans back and caresses my cheek. “You are so beautiful after you come, princess.” I blush. I have never had a man care about my pleasure as much as Hunter does. He is showing me that I matter, the most. That it’s not about him, it’s about me.

I am not used to this much praise during sex. Usually it is degradation and being called a whore as Craig shoves his cock down my throat. Which I think I like, too. But this is new. I run my fingers through his beard and begin to trail my fingertips down his chest to his waist. But he stops me before I go any further.

He brings my fingers to his lips and kisses every single one. “There will be plenty of time for fun with that later. Right now, I want to be buried so deep inside you that it’ll be hard to see where you end and I begin.” Then he climbs between my legs and positions himself at my entrance.

He looks between us and smirks a knowing smile. “Are you ready?”

I bite my lip and nod. I have never had a pierced dick inside me before. “Say the magic word,” he growls.

I don’t understand why he likes being called Daddy. But if that is what he wants, and it brings me pleasure like him eating me out did, then I have no issues with it. I lean forward and pull him down to me by the back of his neck. Right before our lips meet, I say, “I want you to fill me, Daddy.”

He doesn’t waste a beat before slamming his mouth against mine and pushing his cock inside me. I scream my pleasure as he spreads me further than I have ever been spread. And once he is fully inside me, he just rests there like it is his new home. I try to squirm to show him I want him to move, but he grabs me around the throat and squeezes down slightly. “I’m letting you adjust to me. If I don’t, my piercing will hurt you, princess. Just trust me.” His breath cascades along my neck.

His grip tightens, and panic sets in as images of Craig strangling me in our kitchen surface. I take in a harsh breath trying to force the thoughts away when Hunter moves slightly inside me, and my panic is replaced by pleasure. I find myself leaning into it rather than pulling away. This shocks me. But I find joy in wanting Hunter to replace what Craig did to me. I want his hand around my neck. I want to let him be in charge of me right now. I just want to let go of the world.

I squirm some more for some friction, and his grip tightens while his eyes close. “Sweetheart, if you don’t stop moving like that, I’m going to come right here and now. And we both don’t want that.”

I don’t know. Being the cause of him coming immediately might feel kinda nice, if I’m being honest.

I squirm again, but instead of stopping me this time, he pulls out and slams back inside me, leaving a trail of pleasure and pain.

“Holy fuck,” I whisper, trying to catch my breath. He wasn't kidding about the pain. But God, did it feel good, too.

I decide to risk the pain and just go right for the prize, grinding my hips up and down at a quicker pace.

He growls and rolls us so that I’m on top of him. I brace myself against his chest, and he lets his hands fall to the bed. “You want to be in charge so bad. So be it. Take what you want, princess. Use me for your pleasure.”

Fuck, his words are hot as hell. I lean down and kiss his lips, and he pistons into me, holding me against him. The pleasure is too much, and soon I am coming on his cock this time. He stills only for a moment to feel the first few ripples of my orgasm, and then he starts pounding into me again.

Giving up on my hip thrust, not being quick enough, he rolls us back so that I am below him again and grinds into me. His breathing is staggered, and he looks like he is close.

I watch as our hips grind against one another, and he disappears in and out of me with each thrust. “You want my cum?” he growls.

I nod.

“Beg for it.”

“Please, give me your cum.”

He smacks my ass hard, with the slap reverberating around the room. “You know what I want, princess. Don’t make me force it from you.”

I smirk and say, “Give me your cum, Daddy.”

One last thrust of his hips, and his body begins to shake. Then he quickly pulls out of me, and strings of his cum land on my stomach.

The way each of his muscles constricts as he releases himself is a glorious sight. Once he is completely done, he rubs his cum into my skin.

“What are you doing?” I watch as he lathers me in his cum like a lotion and for some odd reason, I don’t find it gross.

He scoops a little onto his finger and places it against my lips. I suck it off, and then he kisses me hard. Once he’s done, he leans up and says, “I’m marking what is mine.”

Mine? I’m his now?