Chapter 4

Fiona

My eyes won’t open and Grady’s husky chuckle into my pussy makes me flush wild red.

“Open your eyes, angel baby. Open those gorgeous, wild eyes and let me see you. The real you.”

With a hiss, I open my eyes, the light in the room almost blinding me. My whole body feels like cotton balls. My legs shake, my heart races and my pussy is still fluttering like a butterfly’s wings.

But it’s nothing to the lust that ripples under my skin when I look down and see Grady between my legs, the sharpness of his chin glistening with my juices and his silver gaze darkened to quicksilver. He licks his hard lips and I flush when he growls like a wild dog.

“I can taste you all the way to my soul, angel baby. You’re fucking delicious. And you’re mine. All mine.”

He stands up with one fluid move and then throws my naked body across his broad shoulder, striding out of the room like a conquering warrior with his prize.

His big hand cups my ass, gently caressing the cheek and I moan when his fingers dig in.

It feels like seconds when he throws me on the bed and then his big hands begin dragging at his shirt and he unbuckles his pants, shoving them down his thick thighs.

His broad chest is lightly-furred with dark brown hair that trails across his perfectly-cut pecs and down the flat planes of his abs.

“I’ve never seen a man in person.”

His hand comes out to gently tip my chin up. “You’ll only ever see one, Fee. And you’re looking at him. Because if any other man ever touches you I’ll kill him with my bare hands and I won’t even blink.”

My mouth drops open. “You can’t mean that.”

He crawls up my body, shucking the rest of his pants off his feet. “I mean that and so much more, Fee. You’re mine. You’ll always be mine. And any fucker that tries to take you away from me will die a quick, painful death.”

I smile, touching his cheek gently. “You’re crazy.”

“For you. Only for you.” His mouth claims mine and he comes down on me. His warm, hard body covers me, engulfs me. That sweet, wild pine scent of him surrounds me and my head spins. My clit pulses and my pussy aches for him.

“I need you, Grady,” I moan. He shudders and his eyes close and then open, burning with fiery lust.

“I need you more, Fee. I’ve needed you for so damn long.”

“I’m yours,” I whisper. At least for now. I don’t know how long he’ll want me or how long this will last. But for now…it’s perfect.

He wriggles around until he shoves his boxer briefs down his legs and when he comes to rest on me, I feel the hard, velvet heat of him pushing at my belly. My mouth waters and my fingers come down to wrap around his hard, thick, hot length.

Like velvet. Hot, heavy velvet with a drop of pearly liquid dripping down the tip.

“Oh shit,” I sigh, stunned. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as this man. Every inch of him is perfect. Hard, hot and so damn hungry. His eyes blaze like quicksilver in the dim light of the bedroom.

“Do you want me to stop?” He asks me, his gruff voice dark and tortured. The lean planes of his face are so tight with control that he looks like he’s about to crack.

“No, please,” I beg and wrap my legs around his slim hips. There’s not one bit of extra fat on the man. He’s all hard, lean perfection.

And he’s mine.

“Don’t close your eyes. I want to see your eyes.

” He lines up his cock and I feel the hard heat of him pushing at my core.

Slowly, oh so deliciously slowly he parts my pussy lips.

One inch then another then another. Each inch sharpening his gaze.

My breath quickens and then I pull at him with my thighs, growling.

“Now, please now!” I whimper.

His eyes search mine and then he slams inside me, filling me so damn full that I can’t breathe. All I feel is him, surrounding me, filling me so achingly full that I can’t move, even if I wanted to.

Gasping, my eyes widen and lock on his. His hand caresses my cheek and he slides his cock out.

“Mine,” he snarls. And then like a dam breaking he loses that control of his and slams into me.

In and out. His thick length rubbing along my sensitive, fluttering walls until another orgasm builds and tears through me wildly, ripping me apart.

With a muffled roar, he follows me over and then thick, warm heat fills me so full that it drips out of me and I moan, my whole body tensing and falling apart again.

And blackness takes me.

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