Chapter 20 #2
“That’s it, relax, baby,” he panted, his jaw flexing, and I knew he was struggling to go slow.
My fingers clutched his shoulders, and our eyes met, a silent understanding as I smiled, telling him I was ready. And then Phoenix rocked his hips forward.
Fuck!
“Ow!”
The pain was sharp, and I flinched, biting my lip, roughly clutching one of his biceps.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. You’re doing so well. Just keep still until you get used to me.” Nix stopped moving, waiting for my muscles to stretch and allow him in.
I nodded, a small sob coming from my throat, but I was in shock rather than anything else. He slowly inched further inside me.
I felt his cock pulse as it rubbed against the walls of my womb.
“Ready?”
“Yes.”
His stomach muscles flexed, and then he started to move.
And Christ on a cracker! Lightning speared through me.
It felt intense and profound, sensitive at first, but as Nix gently rocked back and forth, I soon felt the friction of his length rekindling that fire inside me.
As he started to pump, confident and sure, I opened my legs wider and ran my fingers down his back. My discomfort was gone in seconds, and all I could feel was my pleasure building again. I pushed my head back against the soft pillow.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” Nix grunted, kissing my nose as he maintained his delicious rhythm.
I glanced down at our bodies to watch his length sliding in and out of my pussy, and my sex throbbed as my second climax continued to build.
I closed my eyes in ecstasy and attempted to suck in more oxygen as Phoenix literally stole my breath away.
“Yeah, that’s it. You’re taking my cock like such a good girl.”
I felt drugged with desire. His dirty, carnal words caused me to lift my hips and meet each thrust as he pounded into me. Phoenix’s strokes were now fast and frenzied, and I knew he’d lost control. I could see from his face how much he was enjoying it, and I loved that I pleased him.
One of his hands moved between my legs and began to stroke my clit as he fucked me harder, and it pushed me over the edge, all my muscles clenching around him as my climax crashed through me. “Oh my God, yes! FUCK!” And another bolt of heat shot through my pussy.
Phoenix’s eyes opened to watch me as the orgasm he had given me shook my body. His hair was wet from sweat, and those muscles on his neck were corded with exertion, but I didn’t miss the proud expression on his face, even in the dimly lit room.
I ran my hands up his shoulders, pulling him close.
Phoenix’s thrusts became faster and more aggressive, but I was so wet there was no pain, and I could feel he was close to his own release.
He thrust into me one last time, his stomach clenching, and with a guttural, animalistic groan, he came fast and hard, pumping his seed into the condom.
Phoenix collapsed onto me; his breathing was ragged, his head against my breasts. We were both panting heavily.
And I felt. Alive again.
I loved how he lingered inside my body, almost like he was savoring his possession of me.
Once we had both got our breath back, he carefully withdrew, holding the condom as he did so, and rolled over onto his back.
“Well, that was fucking sensational,” he rasped, turning to look at me with a wolfish expression. Nix then slid one arm under my back, pulling me against his side so my head fell on his shoulder.
And it felt so special. Both naked, side by side, as Phoenix held me close. The smell of sex tinged the air, and I drew it into my lungs.
Clearing my throat and suddenly feeling like the schoolgirl I was, I trailed my fingers across his chest. “That was amazing.”
“You’re telling me. Did I hurt you?”
“Yes, but only at first.”
“I’m sorry. It will never hurt again. Well, it might do, but it will be a good pain,” he promised with a wink, placing a kiss on my forehead.
As we lay there, staring up at the ceiling, I realized that this was just the beginning of our journey of sexual exploration and a fresh start for everything. There was still so much to say, but we had forever.
I thought about his pain comment for a moment, thinking how much I’d liked it when he’d spanked my ass.
“I want to do all that stuff with you, you know?”
Nix raised an eyebrow and glanced down his nose at me. “Stuff?
I lifted my head off one rock-hard pec and looked him in the eye. I wanted him to know I was serious. “Yeah, that kinky shit you’re into. Being tied up and stuff.”
His muscles flexed as he shifted his head back against the pillow. “You want me to tie you up?”
I smiled and placed my head back on his chest, swirling my finger around his belly button and then down one side of the defined V. “Yes, I think I’ll like it.” I swallowed and then moved my hand lower.
Nix caught my wrist and brought it back to his ribcage. “Hey, that tickles.”
“Don’t you want to tie me up?” I huffed.
He took a deep breath, his fingers lacing through mine. “I’m not sure.”
“What do you mean?”
“I can’t imagine you’ll like the loss of control it brings.”
“I would if it’s with you.”
“So, you think you’d enjoy being at my mercy,” he chuckled, caressing the skin of my shoulder with one finger.
“I think so. Would you like it? With me being so inexperienced?”
He exhaled noisily. “Hell yeah, the fact that you're so innocent is what makes it even hotter. I’ve wanted to ruin you ever since you came to live with us, Harper. But we don’t need to rush things. We have all the time in the world.”
I grinned, “There’s a song in there somewhere.” We both loved James Bond movies.
“Anyway, I’m no longer a virgin now, and so you won’t need to be as careful with me next time.”
Nix drew my hand to his mouth to place a kiss there. “Don’t do that.”
“Do what?” I said innocently.
“Put yourself in my hands so freely.”
“Why not?”
He groaned and released me, closing his eyes and pushing his hands beneath his head. “Because you’re driving me wild, and you should let your body rest for tonight. I have a list of depraved things I want to do to you, but all in good time.”
I pouted. “What if I want more now?”
He turned and glanced at me with one eye open. “Fuck me, I’ve created a monster.”
Phoenix then sat up and shifted his legs off the bed. I could hear him removing the condom and closed my eyes, waiting for round two.
Once he had dealt with the rubber, he turned back to face me. “You’re mine now, Harper, you get that, don’t you? Your body, heart, and soul belong to me now, and I will touch you when and how I want. Are you sure you're ready for that?” Nix then moved away to fetch something.
I knew he would be a demanding lover, and I was more than ready for him to teach me everything he knew about sex. The drawer of his dresser opened, and my excitement went up a notch.
“I can’t wait,” I called over with a cocky smile.
And he needed no further encouragement as Phoenix came back onto the bed, rolling me beneath him, his huge body moving over mine again.
“You’re the first virgin I’ve been with, you know.”
“So, this is a first for you, too.”
“Yes, baby. In more ways than one,” he whispered.
“How so?” I questioned.
“Because feelings are involved this time.”
“Really?” I said, my heart skipping a beat.
He squinted down at me. “Yeah, I care about you so fucking much.”
I peered up at him, his perfect face half-shadowed in the light. “You know I care for you, too, right? So much so that I trust you, if you want to try the rough stuff now.”
“Easy tiger, one thing at a time.”
“I can’t believe how amazing sex actually is,” I sighed, feeling dreaming.
Nix’s expression darkened. “You do get that it wouldn’t be the same with anyone else.”
A tremor ran through my body, “I know that,” I replied with a smile.
And then Phoenix gave me exactly what I was asking for, several times that night.
PHOENIX
As I opened my eyes the following morning, my entire body was humming. I’d had the best sex of my life, and I was no greenhorn; I’d had my fair share of pussy ever since I’d turned fourteen. But nothing like her.
Shit, I’d only just woken up, and all I could think about was being balls deep inside my girl again. I wanted Harper’s taste on my mouth, her sweat on my chest as she writhed against my body.
Her moans as I had fucked her had echoed off the walls, and I had no doubt the others may have heard.
Did I give a shit? That would be a big fat no.
Our brothers would just have to get used to it.
I decided against thinking about how Ma would react, not to the sex part, which of course would remain unsaid, but that we were in a relationship.
Harper and I were perfect for each other, and the world would just have to agree with us.
I was already hard and hot for her again, but I knew I needed to let her recover.
Harper had been so tight as I’d slid inside, almost strangling my cock.
I knew I’d hurt her, but I had expected that.
The girl was tiny compared to me, but it hadn’t taken long as she had been so wet.
I had taken my time and been as gentle as possible, allowing her body to stretch to accommodate my size.
No easy feat when I usually liked to fuck like an animal.
But not with my baby girl, not yet anyway.
I remembered her whispers about wanting to try the rough stuff; it was so fucking adorable, and I was all up for that, once she was ready.
Eventually, I aimed to corrupt Harper Radcliffe in every way possible; pretty much nothing would be off the table.
Fuck! An image of her taking me in her mouth caused my dick to swell further.
I’d need to deal with that before she woke up, as there was no way she’d be ready again for me so soon.
The thin streak of blood on the first condom had told me that.
I turned onto my side to inspect her more closely.
Harper was so quiet as she rested. I’d love to use my mouth to shape her entire body, and I couldn’t wait to taste the sweetness of her pussy again.
Harper’s cheeks were slightly pink, and she looked so beautiful as she lay there.
Satisfaction and primal possession swept through me as I watched my girl sleeping peacefully.
Mine.
Harper looked so small, vulnerable, and pale against the darkness of my comforter.
Fuck, I sure hoped she wasn’t too sore. After checking the time on my cell, I placed it back on my nightstand and decided I had time to run her a bath.
I’d even pour some of that girly bubble bath shit she liked in there.
I wasn’t lying when I said I had never been with a virgin before.
The thought of deflowering a female had always been a major turn-off.
I could be a selfish prick as a lover, and having to deal with the possibility of a teary aftermath had made me stay away from girls who carried that untouched vibe.
With Harper, it was different. I was a conceited ape, proud to have been her first, and if I had my way, I would be her last. There was no doubt in my mind that I was in love with her, probably always had been.
First through friendship and now as my girlfriend and the other half of my soul.
Christ, I used to dream that shit up, that idea of falling in love, because I never thought I was worthy of the reality.
And now there it was, sleeping next to me like an angel.
It had been my original intention to ‘even keel’ my own life before I made my move.
That burning desire to be there for Harper without any distractions had temporarily put me in a stall.
But ever since she came back into my life, the girl had rewritten every rule I thought I understood.
They say time waits for no one; well, neither does the heart, it seemed.
Harper was lying on her front with the sheet barely covering her naked ass, and my cock twitched at the thought of taking her there one day.
Running my gaze up her spine, I admired the smoothness of her back and the freckles smattered across the skin there.
Part of Harper’s red hair was spread across my pillow, and I gently pushed the rest to join it, tracing the burn scars on her shoulder with my fingertips.
To think her own father did that to her and murdered her mom whilst she slept.
How did you ever get closure from something like that?
When you’re reminded of it every time you look in the mirror, staring at your reflection, knowing something isn’t right.
I’m here for you, baby.
I knew that the only way to help my girl was to encourage her to tell me everything; offload all her secrets.
We still needed to talk, especially about what had happened after I’d left her at the Jacksons.
Harper had alluded to something bad, probably to do with that prick Dalton.
If he’d given her any more shit, apart from his usual lame attempt at bullying, I’d hunt him down and beat the crap out of him.
At the end of the day, relationships took work, and we both needed to level with each other, no more secrets. And then, I would do my best to eradicate Harper’s demons, bury those painful memories, and ensure we made beautiful new ones, together.
What about your demons?
Fury coiled in my gut as I thought about the man who I now knew was my father. Dominic Summers, the big shot of Newport. Now that the initial shock had worn off, I felt more focused on what I wanted and, more importantly, what I didn’t want.
Sweeping a few stray hairs off Harper’s face, my gut clenched. I would deal with that sonofabitch in my own good time. I hadn’t wrapped my head around the half-sister part of that deal yet. For now, my relationship with Harper took precedence.
Contentment spread through my veins like a living force as I leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. Life was about to get so much better for both of us; I could feel it.
Pulling the covers up and over Harper’s body, I slid my feet to the floor and stood. Yes, I had unfinished business to deal with, but over the next few days, I would be what Harper needed me to be: available and a real boyfriend.
Number one of that plan: a nice, deep, hot bubble bath and then… breakfast. I did a mean breakfast burrito.