Chapter 25 #3
She yanked him down to her, and he barely had the chance to catch himself on his elbows so as not to crush her. She wanted to hold him closer, moving her arms so she could cross them over his shoulders.
He leaned on one, using it to prop him up as his thrusts came faster, desire lashing through him. His hips were starting to go wild, needing to take everything she could give him.
His self-control was slipping a bit more every time he thrust into this beautiful woman, this devious, playful, sinful little creature, a nymph in disguise.
She was going to plague him for the rest of his life. She was going to tease him relentlessly, and he knew he would want to be with her every chance he could.
I claimed this. Claimed her. She was his to take.
“I missed this,” she moaned out, burying her head against him as their bodies started to sweat and slip. “I missed you so much.” She wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles so he couldn’t escape without a fight. “Waited so long to have you inside me.”
She couldn’t do this to him right now.
He was trying his damned hardest to be careful, to not go too hard, to not injure this precious thing, but if she kept talking to him like this, she was going to break his resolve.
“Quiet, Rosie,” he barked softly, barely able to wrangle up any strength to his voice.
“But you feel so good...” she cried, her head falling back. “So big. I feel so full. I’ve always loved it.”
His control snapped.
He shoved his hand down their bodies and grabbed the back of her knee. He gave it a firm yank to unlock her feet and pushed it to her chest, spreading her as far as he could.
He gave himself the room and freedom to start pumping his hips quicker, faster, slamming his aching cock harder. He burrowed as deep as he could until he knew he was hitting the end of her, destroying them both.
“Oh, Alister!” she screamed, before she lost the ability to formulate words, just releasing cry after cry.
She fluttered around his cock as he delivered frantic thrusts, and she squirmed beneath him as she wrung him, spasming, clenching.
Heaven. It felt like plump, pillowing bliss as he speared through it.
It pushed his electrified body over the edge.
He hissed in a breath when he felt his shaft swelling. Delicious agony started to spread, a deep ache that pulsed along the sensitised rod jutting up from between his hips.
Just as her body started to go lax around his, giving him some reprieve to think, to concentrate on his own body tightening with his own release, his head started to fall back.
He pulled her leg further to the side to keep her wide open for him, his fingertips digging in so hard he knew he must be bruising her.
“Haa!” His body started to shake as it built, as his gut tightened. “Oh, f–”
He couldn’t even finish his sentence.
He just groaned so loudly he worried the outside world would hear him as he started to release heavy, wet bursts of his seed. Rope after rope, it climbed his wildly pulsating and throbbing cock.
His vision went hazy as he stared at the wall near-blindly. He was unable to pull himself from his taut and tensed position as he released eight months’ worth of frustration, eight months’ worth of need, desire, lust, and yearning. It felt like his heart and lungs had stopped working.
He pumped his hips with shuddering twitches that racked his entire body. When he finally finished, his cock and sac felt so sensitive he feared if he pulled from her it would kill him. Alister needed her to soothe him with her warmth.
As much as he wanted to hold her, he gripped her hip in one hand and pushed himself back onto his knees with the other so he could catch his choking breaths. Then he held her waist with both his hands to keep her fitted to him.
Alister stared down at her, watching her pant as she peeked up at him. She looked dazed, lax. He soaked her in for a long while, feeling her core pound around him as she collected herself.
Her soft look didn’t last long.
“You came inside?”
“Oh, aye.” He’d spread her legs, held them open, pushed deep, and purposely filled her. “You’re my wife now, Rosetta. I can do what I want with you, and I can come in you as much as I like.”
She would spend the rest of her life warming his cum for him. The thought made him shudder.
He maintained his grip on her hips, pushing her onto him when he started to go soft, giving her the final inches she couldn’t take when he was hard.
Usually, his erection would stay for a second round, but he’d come so intensely, his body was demanding a reprieve in between. He would make sure it wasn’t long.
“Not if you don’t want to get me pregnant again!”
Alister placed his hand against her belly as he caressed the skin of it with his calloused fingertips.
“Not going to be upset if I put another babe in you, to be honest,” he answered with a shrug.
Her brows drew together tightly. “You want another?”
“Not particularly, but if it happens, it happens.”
Coming inside this woman felt remarkable. He wanted to do it, had for a long time before she’d left. He should have known then that if he’d been willing to risk it, despite no woman ever making him want to do so, then he must have been growing to care for her.
Now when he pulled out, it would be just to cover her in him for his own enjoyment.
Her lips pursed together, her gaze fluttering away before coming back.
“I’m actually surprised it happened the first time,” she admitted in a small voice. “I thought I couldn’t have children after what happened.”
A small frown crossed his features. Is that why she hadn’t seemed upset that first time?
“Well, I’m glad you can.” Adrian may have been an accident, but he was glad his son was born. “So, how about it?”
“How about what?” She squinted her eyes at his gleeful tone and the cheeky grin that spread across his face.
It may also be because she could feel his shaft growing hard inside her.
“Let’s fuck until we make another.” He leaned down and grabbed her jaw, knowing she secretly enjoyed it when he did, for she rarely pulled away. “And then let’s fuck some more.”
She gave him a naughty smile that told him she liked the idea of that. “Take your boots off first.”
Nay, he thought to himself.
That required him pulling away from her completely. Although he pulled his cock from her just to watch his seed literally drip from her channel, making him shudder once more with deep-seated want and harden completely, he wasn’t willing to part from her for long.
Alister thrust back in all the way with a cheerful grin, revelling in their mingled wetness. She’s all mine.
Rosetta gave a small, mumbling groan as she rolled over with an exploring hand, searching for warmth and a welcoming cuddle.
When she found nothing but sheets, she let her heavy lids flutter open to find the space next to her empty.
Where’d he go? She knew she’d fallen asleep lying against Alister’s chest, partially on top of him.
She’d curled one leg between his while her arm crossed over his stomach, clutching him tightly. As she’d nuzzled her face against his dark chest hair, a smile of contentment had turned the corners of her lips up when she felt his fingertips lightly tickling up and down her spine.
He’d told her he was going to stay with her all night, and she knew he had when she remembered waking a few times with his arm and body heavily draped over her.
The way he held her while he was asleep, as though he was worried she’d escape unless he was holding onto her, was sweet. It wasn’t because she’d fled from him; no, he’d been doing it for a long time.
So, to not find him in the bed next to her, when she always woke up before him, was strange.
She turned to see how high the sun was and instantly covered her eyes. Someone shoot the sun!
She’d known it must be high, considering how bright her cabin was. She just hadn’t expected it to be so high – it was mid-morning and stabbing her directly in the eyeballs!
Another groan fell from her. We were going all night.
Even though he hadn’t had a sip of booze until they both decided to join the festivities celebrating their crude and short wedding – by both their requests – he’d taken her in the same way he did when he was drunk, much to Rosetta’s delight.
She only ever woke this late in the day when he kept her up all night. Actually, she vaguely remembered him waking her when the sun had already been up with his cock hard inside her.
She covered her mouth with her hands. I don’t think we’ve ever done it in the morning.
Since she was always up before him, and doing it in a hammock seemed near impossible, she’d never experienced that particular activity.
She let out a small snort of laughter.
It’s probably why he doesn’t like that I wake before him. Alister probably wanted to start his day with sex.
With a shake of her head, she pulled her aching body from the mattress to sit on the side of the bed. Naked but knowing it was unlikely anyone would walk in, Rosetta palmed her face in disbelief.
She still couldn’t believe she’d married that brute!
Although she’d agreed to it when he’d asked, and they’d been planning it since they’d imprisoned the captain who’d unified them, it was different now that she’d done it.
She was happy she had. He was self-important, high-handed, and so hubristic that Rosetta feared she’d roll her eyes so hard she’d go blind one day, but she loved – truly loved – this overbearing man.
Now that he’d started holding her in more comforting embraces, she’d never thought she would find a large man’s muscled body so soothing as it trapped and squeezed her.
Instead of dominating her with abuse like others had, trying to discipline and control her, Alister’s strength surrounded her like a blanket. He gripped her hard sometimes, tossed her around, threw her over his shoulder, but she found it so arousing when he did.
He overpowered her with touches she liked.