Chapter 7 #2
Finally, with three fingers moving and stretching inside her, I sucked hard on her clit.
This time, I didn’t stop when she peaked and let her explode around me.
She screamed and bucked her hips, pressing her against my mouth as she came with wild abandon.
Quickly removing my hand, I shoved my tongue inside her, fucking her with it as I drank down every drop of her sweet arousal.
I had to unzip my jeans and pull my cock out before it was cut to shreds by my zipper. He was full to bursting and throbbing with the need to feel her tight, young pussy squeezing him.
But I wanted her to come on my face at least once more, softening her muscles so her pussy wouldn’t put up too much of a fight at my invasion.
Picking up the speed with my tongue, I swirled it inside her, then filled her with my fingers again as I licked and suckled her clit.
She hadn’t even had time to come fully down from her first high when I drove her up a second time. Her pelvis undulated against my mouth, learning the rhythm of fucking, and giving me sweet little moans that escalated into cries of desperation.
“Please, Dean,” she begged.
Helpless to resist her and seconds away from losing my shit, I pushed her over the edge. She filled my mouth with her sweetness once again, and I groaned. I already knew she was gonna be my favorite snack. I was addicted.
I stood and shucked my shirt and pants. When I stepped up to the bed, I smirked at the hunger in her expression as she scanned my chest and arms, lingering on my tattoos before moving down.
Her eyes went wide when they landed on the giant shaft pointing straight at her, angry, red, and swollen.
She gulped hard and squeaked, “Um…that’s not going to fit! ”
I bit back a grin and looked at her with softness. “You were made for me, baby. Promise, we’ll fit. It just might take some coaxing.”
My smile found its way to my lips, and she narrowed her eyes.
“This isn’t funny, Dean! You’re going to rip me in two!”
My expression turned tender once again, and I lowered myself down, covering her so our naked bodies were pressed together.
I barely fit, and my legs hung off the end of the bed, but I didn’t care.
I clasped her face between my hands and looked deeply into her dark chocolate pools. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” she whispered without hesitation.
So fucking perfect.
“Then believe me when I say we will fit perfectly, baby. I wish I could tell you that there won’t be any pain, but it’s your first time. I promise, all I’ll give you is pleasure after that. Trust me to make this good for you.”
She blinked, almost shyly, and her cheeks bloomed pink. “Okay.”
I kissed her hungrily and inserted two fingers, pumping them until her whimpers and moans were the only sound in the room.
I wanted to reignite her passion and make sure that she was desperate for release.
Her skin was so smooth, and the fine sheen of perspiration covering our bodies made us slide easily against each other.
Her hands tentatively grasped my shoulders, then glided down to feel the cords of muscle in my arms. When she returned them to my shoulders, she stopped, and I retreated, giving her a sexy smile. “Touch me all you want, baby. I love the feel of your hands on my body.”
Her touch became bolder then, and I groaned at the tingling she left in her wake.
As she neared her climax, her hands once again went to my shoulders, but she gripped them hard, her nails biting into the flesh. It was hot as fuck, and I almost spilled my seed right then.
I couldn’t wait any longer.
“Please, please, please,” she begged when I removed my fingers.
“I think you’re ready to ride my cock, baby,” I rasped as I lifted my hips and lined up the tip with her dripping entrance.
“Are you ready for me?” I whispered, placing hot, wet kisses across her chest and up to her neck, where I gently sucked on the skin.
“Yes,” she said, her eyes locking on mine.
“No going back,” I grunted. “You belong to me.”
Rhiannon nodded. “And you belong to me.”
“Always,” I rumbled deep in my chest.
She spread her legs a little wider, and I urged her to plant her feet on the mattress and bend her knees to hug my hips between them. Slowly, inch by inch, I slid inside her, stopping frequently to allow her pussy to stretch and adjust to my size.
“Fuck,” I gritted, “So damn tight.”
Her muscles were clamping around me, squeezing my cock in a hot vise.
Gradually, I moved my hips against hers, rocking as I pushed in, adding pleasure as I got her used to the mating rhythm.
I could feel her racing pulse as she spasmed around me, and it matched the racing of my own heartbeat.
Our breathing was labored and choppy, and the heavy sounds were the only thing breaking the silence in the room.
Finally, I felt resistance and knew I’d reached her barrier. “So fucking sorry, baby. This is gonna hurt, but I swear to fuck I will make it up to you.”
She tensed and nodded, but it would only make it worse if she didn’t relax.
I reached between us and circled a finger around her clit several times until she moaned.
Then I tweaked it as I rocked against her again.
She moaned, and then I pinched it hard. She cried out, and I slammed my hips forward, popping her cherry and fully seating myself inside her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chanted as I squeezed my eyes shut and tried not to get lost in the feeling of being gloved in her tight, hot center.
Rhiannon had gone still, and worry washed away my struggle like a bucket of cold water.
“You okay, baby?” I asked, my tone gruff while I searched her face for signs that I’d done more damage than break her hymen. Tears leaked from the corners of her closed eyes, and it made my chest hurt.
“Just…just give me a second,” she whispered. “The pain is already a little better.”
Relief flooded my system, and with it came the tsunami of desire, almost sweeping me away with the overwhelming need to move.
“I think…can you…um...” Her eyes opened, and her face flushed.
I smiled crookedly and kissed the tip of her nose. “You want me to move, baby?”
She nodded and wiggled her hips with a sassy smile.
It was on the tip of my tongue to tell her that I loved her, but I didn’t want the first time to be while we were having sex. She might think I’d said it in the heat of the moment.
Keeping a close watch on her for signs of pain, I pulled out almost to the tip, then plunged back in until the skin of our centers smacked together.
“Oh, fuck yes,” I groaned.
Rhiannon gasped, but her knees squeezed me tighter, letting me know she’d liked it.
I repeated the motion a little quicker this time, and her cry of pleasure broke the last thread of my control.
Pressing my knees into the end of the bed, I wrapped my arms around her legs and pushed them toward her as I moved in and out. Picking up speed as I slammed into her snug channel. Every time I withdrew, her inner muscles fought to keep me inside.
“Fuck, baby,” I grunted. “Your pussy doesn’t want to let me go. So fucking hot. Fuck!”
“Dean!” Rhiannon cried out. “Oh yes! Yes!”
I pounded even harder, and the bed squeaked in protest, but neither of us gave a shit about anything besides the ecstasy driving up toward climax.
Rhiannon’s tits bounced in my face, and I sucked each tip equally before taking her lips in a hungry, desperate kiss.
When I pulled back, my gaze dropped to where we were joined, and come spurted from my cock.
“So fucking hot,” I groaned through clenched teeth, trying to keep from fully climaxing. “Watching my big cock slide in and out of your dripping pussy. Coming out shiny and soaked in your come. That’s it, baby. Oh fuck, yeah. Keep fighting to let me go. Oh yeah! That’s it! Fuck! Fuck!”
Rhiannon was trembling, clearly strung tight and on the edge.
I pressed my fists into the mattress and changed the angle of entry, then used my knees as leverage to fuck her even more vigorously until she was screaming at the top of her lungs.
“Dean! Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh! I’m gonna—oh, yes!”
Her back arched, and she shuddered over and over. I knew neither of us were going to last any longer.
“Come, Rhiannon,” I demanded harshly, my thumb going to her hardened nub between us and rubbing it fiercely. “Now!”
She exploded, her whole body shaking violently as her orgasm crashed over her.
I rubbed harder, using her arousal to slide in a circle over her clit as I rocked my hips at a frenzied pace.
Her breathing quickened, another orgasm imminent.
Then just as she crashed into another climax, her muscles clamped down on me.
With a roar, the world smashed down around me as I planted myself at the entrance to her womb and come exploded from my cock.
It seemed as if it was endless as her pussy milked every drop of me, but I was finally left empty when she was stuffed full.
“Well shit,” I panted as I collapsed down onto her, careful to hold myself up just enough so I wouldn’t crush her.
She sighed, and her eyes fluttered closed as her chest rose and fell rapidly, struggling to get her breathing under control. I was in much the same state, but despite my euphoric state, something felt off.
After a couple of minutes, my head began to clear, and I glanced around us. When I saw the destruction, I lost my shit, laughing so hard tears leaked from my eyes.
Rhiannon was pouting up at me, looking annoyed at my sudden fit. “Why are you laughing? I thought you enjoyed that?”
She was trying to hide it, but I caught the hint of insecurity in her tone.
I shook my head and worked to get a hold of myself. “Baby, this was the best fucking moment of my life. You literally brought the world down around me.”
“Then why…” She finally realized what I was referring to.
Then we were both laughing as I carefully climbed to my feet and helped her up from the rubble that had once been her bed.
We looked over the mess, and she doubled over with laughter again. “We broke the bed,” she wheezed.
“You’re that fucking good, baby,” I teased as I scooped her into my arms and headed for the bathroom a few feet away.
I set her on the counter and kissed her when I saw how adorably red her cheeks were. “You were pretty good, too,” she mumbled.
“I know,” I replied with a cocky wink, then grabbed a washcloth and ran it under the warm water.
“Because a lot of women have told you?” she asked.
I looked at her in surprise and double blinked. “What?”
Her eyes dropped to the floor, and I used a finger to raise her chin, forcing her to look at me. “Baby, I don’t even remember the last time I had any interest in a woman, much less slept with one.”
“But you said—”
I grinned and leaned forward until my lips brushed her ear.
“I know because of how you responded to me. The way your body moved against mine, the way you held me for dear life, and the sounds you made. Especially the way you screamed my name when you came. Just thinking about it makes me hard as fuck again.”
Rhiannon sucked in a breath, and I winked at her again as I used the cloth to clean between her legs. When I finished, it was stained with pink, and just like that, I was consumed with desire again.
“Oh my gosh!”
I glanced up to see Rhiannon staring at the rag with a beet-red face. She reached out to snatch it away, but I held it out of range. “That’s so—”
“Hot?” I interjected.
“What?”
“Baby, I took your cherry. Not only did I make you mine, but it’s also hot as fuck to know that I’m the first man—the only man”—I gave her a stern look—“who will ever be inside you. You’re mine and mine alone. You have no idea how hard it is not to fuck you like an animal claiming its mate.”
Rhiannon blinked a few times, looking stunned. Then she licked her lips and dropped her gaze to my chest. She traced my tattoo with her finger and murmured, “What’s stopping you?”
I groaned and captured her hand, then brought it to my lips for a quick kiss.
“The blood also means you’re gonna be sore as shit.
I shouldn’t have taken you so hard the first time, but if I fuck you again too soon, you’ll be sticking needles in a Viper-shaped voodoo doll tomorrow when you can’t move. ”
She giggled and took the cloth from me. “Okay,” she sighed as she used it to clean up my hard dick.
I put up with the caressing movement as long as I could, then snatched the washcloth and threw it in the hamper.
“Let’s get dressed and go,” I told her as I helped her off the sink.
“Go where?” she asked, raising her eyebrows quizzically.
Taking her hand, I chuckled and took her back into the main living space.
With a pointed look at the broken bed, I grinned. “I feel like a giant here, baby. I don’t want to break anything else, so I’m taking you to my place.”
Rhiannon laughed and sashayed over to a tall, narrow chest of drawers. “Point taken.”
“Pack a bag,” I told her. I dressed quickly, then waited for her to get her stuff together. “I’ll have one of my brothers bring your car from the shop to my place.”
“But they don’t have the key,” she protested.
Chuckling, I planted a quick kiss on her mouth. “We might not be the bad guys, baby, but that doesn’t mean we don't have the skills.”
We headed to my house, and despite my best intentions, I took her straight back to my bedroom. I didn’t fuck her like I wanted to, but I could do a whole lot of other shit that would allow me to hear all her sexy little sounds.
Eventually, we made our way to the shower.
“I’m starving,” Rhiannon sighed as I patted her dry with a fluffy towel.
“We can order in,” I suggested. “What are you in the mood for?”
She scrunched up her nose and thought for a minute. “How about Chinese?” she asked as we wandered back into the bedroom.
“As long as we eat it in bed,” I quipped with a grin. I grabbed my cell phone, then climbed back onto the bed and tugged her down to sit between my legs, with her back against my chest.
After we ordered, I wandered out to the kitchen to grab us drinks. When I came back to the bedroom, Rhiannon raised an eyebrow and smirked.
“I hope you plan to put on clothes before the delivery guy gets here.”
I laughed, leaning forward down to place a light kiss on her lips. “What? You don’t want him to know your big bad biker just popped this beautiful cherry?”
She giggled. “No, I just don’t want to have to see him again at the garden center and have him also know what you look like naked.”
I smiled, kissing her again. “Fair enough.”