13. Alaric #2
My mouth trails over her cheek, her jawline, then her neck. While my lips trace the delicious rhythm of her pulse, I go back to fucking her little hand.
After a few minutes of giving her pleasure, I draw my lips away, less than an inch, to blow warm air on her skin.
Her shivers and the hitch of her breath as she rides my hand get me hard to the point of pain.
“What else?” I grit out.
“My breasts.” She arches her back, pumping me faster. “I’m pretty sure you like them too.”
“Fucking love them.” One smirk against her neck, and I move my head back so I can watch her. “All of you, little devil. The answer is, I like all of you.”
Chest heaving, she stares back at me as I pry her hand off my dick. She doesn’t say a word as I manhandle her to face the brick wall, guiding both her hands to flatten against it, then angle her head to the side.
That way, I can keep looking at her, and Christ. Beautiful doesn’t cut it.
“Tell me your last name.” Her jeans are tight, but I have no problem yanking them down to her knees, spreading her legs enough that when I tilt her hips up, I see her soaked, inviting hole. “Tell me if I’m your first.”
“I’ll tell you something else.” Concern flashes in her hooded eyes. “I’m not on the pill.”
The flesh of her hip molds under my grip, which has grown merciless in the span of seconds.
That’s how feral she’s turned me into. With a few words, Lilith has triggered something so primal, so raw in me, and now all I can think about is filling her with my seed. With my babies.
Unable to hold back any longer, I line myself up to her sex.
“Also, even though you didn’t ask, I’m clean,” she whispers. “And…”
I don’t move, waiting for her to finish.
“Fine, I’ll just say it. I’m a virgin.” That alone sends a low growl up from deep within me. But then she adds, “I’ll get Plan B tomorrow.”
“I’m clean too,” I start with that, just so she won’t worry when I slip the crown of my cock into her soaked pussy.
Fuck, she was right. I barely fit, but nothing could make me stop now.
“And Lilith?”
“Yes?” The question is a moan as I slide another inch in.
My eyes burrow into hers. “Don’t take Plan B.”
“Why not?” There’s a slight tremble in her hands. Hope in her voice.
As I feed her another inch, a line forms between her eyebrows. Her pussy locks around me. That grip alone makes me delirious with the need to sink into her in one brutal thrust.
I won’t.
Though she’s asked me to be rough, I refuse to hurt her.
“Because.” I hook my arm around her, find her clit, and move my fingertip in a way that pulls more of those precious moans from Lilith. “I don’t care that we’re practically strangers. That you don’t open up to me. I need to fuck a baby into you.”
“You…” Sensitive after two orgasms, she shivers at my touch. “Are you serious?”
“Dead serious.”
The faster I rub her, the more she soaks my cock. Slowly, I ease a little deeper. Drag myself out. Push back in.
She’s so tight. So perfect. The bright red on her cheeks is stunning.
I could do this all night.
That’s how addictive her pussy is.
“Having kids is a big deal, Alaric,” she says between hushed gasps and moans. “You—you have to be sure.”
“I’m obsessed with you.” I tilt my hips, going in deeper. The only thing that stops me is when I’m met with resistance. “Is that sure enough?”
“I…” Her voice trembles, as if she thinks I’m lying.
I won’t have that.
“It doesn’t make sense,” I groan, every muscle in my body working to keep me in place. “But I’m fucking sure anyway.”
“Don’t lie to me,” she whispers.
“Can’t you feel it? How right we are?” My cock thickens when I feel her getting wetter for me. “I can. You’re always on my mind. In my dreams. When I fuck my fist, when I come, it’s your name on my lips.”
I twist, flick, and roll her clit between my fingers, determined to make her first time good for her. No matter what.
“Do you believe me now?” I slap her pussy, then soothe the ache with my fingertips.
“Yes. I’m sure too,” she blurts out, looking so perfect as she does. “So sure.”
She shouldn’t be. I shouldn’t be either. Shouldn’t even be entertaining this idea.
Lilith is good. I’m one of the worst.
But I can’t stay away from something like this.
From fate.
So I don’t. I slap and rub her clit over and over while my cock pulses against the walls of her tight sex.
This entire time, she doesn’t ask me to hold back, to go softer.
My little devil is into pain, every sting further heightening her pleasure. She murmurs please and more and I want you over and over.
And the sounds she’s making. Her pussy that soaks me.
This—she—will always be mine.
Then the world tilts on its axis when her walls clamp on my cock.
“Oh my God.” Her voice is nothing but a whisper. As if she’s stunned. As if this building orgasm will be nothing like the ones that came before. Fuck, I hope so. “Alaric.”
“I’m right here.” I let go of her hip to cover her mouth. My lips find her ear, and I whisper, “You’re going to come for me, then you’re going to take my cock. My cum. The babies I fuck into you, you’ll take them too. There’s no me or you anymore. Only us.”
“Mmm!” she screams into my palm as her climax takes over her.
She screams louder when I thrust my cock as deep as it’ll go, bottoming out.
“Shh, it’s okay. I’m going to make it better.” I’m doing my best to comfort her with my fingers drawing slow circles over her clit. “It’ll feel like too much at first. But when I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for more. It’s a promise.”
She hums, just once. A yes. A filthy, breathy invitation to take her.
I don’t waste a second. Don’t—can’t—hold back as I drive into her.
Wanting someone like this is maddening. A sickness. One I’d never want cured, even if it eats me alive.
“That’s it,” I murmur when I feel her meeting me thrust for thrust. “You feel so good, grinding into me. Letting me fuck you like that.”
“Mmm.” Her mouth opens against my palm, her tongue darting out to lick me.