Chapter 7 #3
Erik’s growl was more animal than man, veins in his forehead popping.
He clenched his fist, hissing and turning away.
In a split second, he snapped his body in my direction, looming over me and without touching, forcing me against the cold stone wall.
He planted both hands on either side, cocking his head as he inhaled in an exaggerated fashion.
“You still believe I’m human, Cassia. I am nothing but a beast, my hunger requiring satisfaction.
You are here to fulfil my needs and those of my clan no matter what is asked or how often. ”
My hands were clammy, my pulse racing yet I stared him down. “Then do what you need to do. Take me. Use me. I don’t care any longer.”
He glowered, leaning down and taking several deep breaths. “Do not tempt me, little girl.”
I shoved his chest, using every ounce of strength.
He didn’t budge.
Hissing, I tried to get away, attempting to crawl under his massive arm.
He simply clamped his hand around my cheek and chin, holding me in place.
“You’re not going anywhere,” he stated with absolute domination in his tone.
Every part of me was quivering as shame mixed with severe longing, jetting through me like rocket fuel.
I continued to fight, beating on his chest and wiggling my entire body until he nuzzled against my neck.
All the fight disappeared, the need to run away.
The connection we shared was so intense, vibrant, breath-stealing.
Shivering, I resisted touching him, knowing that if I did, I could lose all self-control.
I closed my eyes as he licked from the tip of my earlobe all the way down my neck.
When he cupped my breasts, kneading my nipples between his fingers, my legs quivered.
Everything about this man was barbaric yet his actions were gentle, bringing my nipples to hard points within seconds.
“Your body hungers for mine,” he whispered, his caresses more virulent.
“No… I…” There was no way for me to lie, the strong scent of my desire already floating between us.
He licked up to my jaw, darting his tongue around my lips. After a brief hesitation, he crushed his mouth over mine, holding the kiss in place for several seconds.
I was unable to stop the ragged moan or the fact I arched my back until my hips pushed against him. He was hard, throbbing and all I wanted to do was free his cock, stroking up and down. He thrust his tongue inside, entwining with mine. The taste of him was tangy, his scent filling my nostrils.
The kiss became more intoxicating as he undulated his hips against me, grinding his stiff shaft to the point I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I fought to slide my hand between us, finally able to wrap my fingers around his cock, shuddering the moment I did.
He was much thicker and longer than I’d envisioned, the girth filling my hand.
Breaking the kiss, he tipped his head back and roared. He jammed his hand between my legs, cupping my mound, his thumb tickling my clit. “Do you want my cock inside of you, filling you? Fucking you?”
“Yes.” The word slipped easily from my mouth.
Suddenly I realized that the vision I’d created of the event in the cave didn’t match reality.
He’d been forceful, but not uncaring, a gentle giant in his demanding ways.
I was taken aback by the understanding, and by the concept that we could belong to each other.
But how? I didn’t know him. I’d never met him.
“Do you long to have your tight asshole filled, stretching you wide open for me? Spilling seed into you?”
“Oh… Yes.” I could no longer focus as he swirled his thumb around my clit in a rough manner.
I’d drifted onto my toes, one hand palming his chest as I stroked his cloth-covered cock. I longed to roll his swollen balls between my fingers, driving him to the point of madness.
“Do you want several cocks taking you, owning your body?”
“Yes. Fuck, yes,” I whimpered.
Erik issued a husky laugh as he rubbed his hand forward and backward, creating the most intense friction. Within seconds, I was humping his hand, tingling sensations almost driving me to the point of orgasming.
His fingers slipped between my pussy lips, sliding easily inside.
I was so wet, juice trickling down both thighs.
As he pumped in and out, I lolled my head on his shoulder, my breathing ragged.
I was on fire, the blood coursing wildly through my veins.
Electrified, I had difficulty thinking. All I wanted was to be fucked.
When he pinched and twisted my nipple, I almost came. The pain was brutal but instantly shoving me into the most amazing state of bliss.
“Yes. Please…”
“Please what, little girl?” He gave another animalistic growl as he shoved three then four fingers inside, flexing them all the way open until my muscles strained to accept them.
He finger-fucked me for several seconds and I couldn’t put two coherent words together.
I was lost in this man, falling into a beautiful cataclysm of passion.
“Please fuck me,” I managed, finally tilting my head so I could gaze into his eyes. They were mesmerizing, adding to the fuel burning within my system. The man was so powerful, so masterful at what he was doing.
Erik’s eyes darted back and forth, his chest rising and falling. His upper lip curled then he took a step back, yanking of his clothes. The magnificence of him, seeing every inch of his naked body once again was breathtaking.
I marveled at his broad chest, every muscle so well defined that he appeared carved out of stone. His thin waist fell into narrow hips and his long and muscular legs were the ultimate in power and perfection.
And his cock and balls.
I pressed the back of my hand over my mouth, holding back another whimper, visions of having his shaft in my mouth far too delicious. I shouldn’t want this or him.
But I did.
I couldn’t imagine having more than one glorious beast as my lover.
But I was, and the reality was much better than the fantasy.
Everything about this was wrong, guilt pressing hard against my soul.
He wasted no time, advancing like a true predator, his eyes like molten pools, shimmering in the warm sunlight. “You are mine.”
Mine… The single word lingered.
He lifted me into the air, shoving my back against the wall and yanking my legs around his waist.
I clung to him, taking deep breaths as I stared into his eyes. A smile curled on his lip as he lowered me down, the tip of his cock easily slipping between my pussy lips. He held me in the same place, leaning over until he was able to engulf my nipple with his hot, wet mouth.
“Oh…” As he sucked and nipped, I tossed my head from side to side.
The sensations were dazzling, more blissful than I’d imagined.
His sounds were guttural, an animal feasting on its prey.
He took his time, swirling his tongue around my already taut nipple then taking the tender flesh between his teeth.
Anguish. Ecstasy. They mixed together in a sublime fashion, leaving me panting and ready to beg for his cock to fill me. The raw need on his face was like a beautiful canvas. No man had ever wanted me this much.
When he eased me down, sliding his cock just inside, I gripped his shoulders, my fingers digging in.
He locked eyes with mine, using the power of his muscles to go slowly, spreading me open wide for him.
While he’d been inside me before, this was entirely different.
He wanted no one to share me, taking what he believed rightfully belonged to him.
I gasped, the sensations ever more incredible, electricity searing every nerve ending.
I closed my eyes as he rocked me all the way down and when he was fully seated, only then did his body react, his hips swiveling, rocking in and pulling out until just the tip was inside.
He repeated the move several times, growling with every plunge.
“Erik.”
“Quiet, my little one.” His tone was commanding yet reeking of all-consuming passion. He was so controlling, every action possessive in nature.
I squeezed my pussy muscles, clamping down until his entire body began to shake.
“What you do to me,” I whispered. Unable to hold back, he thrust hard and deep, driving in a perfect orchestrated pattern.
His breathing was as ragged as mine, his eyes consumed with desire.
He was a true beast but so much more, a man overtaken by a burning hunger.
Just like I was.
Every part of me ached, tingling as he continued, pumping harder and faster.
Soon, he was crazed, ravaging my body in a carnal manner.
This was primal heat, the man becoming the predator I knew him to be.
And I didn’t care. I wanted more. I craved more.
I wrapped my hand around his long hair, moaning as he shifted the angle, hitting my G-spot, the tip sluicing back and forth.
I could tell by the smile on his face that he knew exactly what he was doing to me, driving me to new heights of pleasure, yanking me into raw ecstasy. The veins in his neck bulged, his muscles straining but there was no stopping this man.
“I’m going to…”
“You will not come until I allow it,” he growled.
“Yes. Sir.” I sucked in my breath, doing everything I could to hold back, but the temptation to explode was building. Soon, there would be nothing that could stop me.
He jutted his hips forward as he rolled onto the balls of his feet and when he slapped his hands on the wall, using only the power of his legs to hold us, I could take no more.
“Please. Please let me come.”
A smile curled on his lips as he waited. And waited. I struggled, goosebumps appearing along every inch of my skin. “Please.”
Then he said the joyous word. “Come!”
The climax rushed through me, curling my toes as it shot into my pussy. “Oh. Oh!” The single orgasm became a violent wave, crashing into me. I could no longer breathe, had no way of focusing. This was perfect. This was amazing.