He moved back up and found her clit, but this time he licked over it finally. Bringing a hand up, he slid one, and then a second finger deep within her. He pumped them slowly. Torturously slowly. A plea, his name, broke from her lips in a plea for more before she could stop it. Latching his lips around her clit, he rumbled in the back of his throat, the sound one of amusement and approval. The vibrations brought her hips off the bed again, liquid heat leaving her in a rush. He groaned, finger-fucking her faster, then curling his digits back to press against her G-spot. She whimpered and writhed, torn between pleasure and the need to get away from the overstimulation. He wouldn’t let her. He held her down and tormented her until she teetered on the very edge of climax.
“That’s it, baby girl. Come for me. I need you warm and wet to take my cock. Because you can take it all, every single inch.”
That did it. She cried out and tipped over the edge. Pleasure cascaded through her body, and hard-edged shards of ecstasy and bliss rebounded from every cell in an endless loop of sensation. He didn’t let her go, pulling his fingers from her to replace them with his tongue. With a groan, he gathered the juices of her release, his strong agile tongue fucking her as she came over and over again.
He pulled away and she pouted in disappointment, arching her body as she stretched in reaction to her climax. Standing by the side of the bed, he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand as he looked down at her. His hands dropped to his belt buckle, and with a few swift movements, he undid it and his jeans, shoving them down to the floor.
Her eyes widened as his cock popped free, the thick shaft slapping against his toned belly. He was not only commando but he was also freaking huge. Her pussy clenched, clit throbbing as need filled her again. The need to have him between her legs, that thick hard cock sliding into her cunt. Taking her. Owning her. Fucking her.
“That’s a naughty look, baby girl,” he muttered as he crawled over the bed toward her. “Wanna tell me what’s causing it?”
She shook her head as hard hands pulled her legs farther apart so he could settle between them. There was nothing gentle in his movements, the rough touch exciting her beyond measure despite the fact she’d already come harder than she could remember coming before. Ever.
He lowered himself. Hands on either side of her head bracing him over her and his cock pressed to the groove of her pussy lips. She bit her lip, saw the flare of his nostrils in reaction, and did it again.
“Careful, baby girl,” he growled. “Bad girls get spanked.”
She couldn’t help the smile. “Is that threat or a promise?” she asked and rocked her hips to torment him.
“Fuck me!”
His reaction was instant and feral. His eyes widened and a growl trickled from his throat that was far more animal than any sound she’d ever heard him make before. Was that the sound of his bear? She didn’t care. Didn’t care that a monster resided within him… He was just Creed. Her man. He’d never hurt her. Ever.
Catching her gaze with his, he pulled back and fit the head of his cock against the entrance to her body. “Definitely a promise.”
“Good.”
One word was all she could get out as he pushed forward. Her breathing caught, and her hands on his upper arms tensed. Not to push him away, but just for something to hold onto. Her nails bit into the flesh and he groaned.
“Fuck, you’re so tight.”
Dropping his head, he pulled his hips back and pressed forward again. This time, her body gave and the lips of her sex wrapped around the head of his cock. They both moaned.
He let up the pressure, pushing harder and filling her inch by inch until she didn’t think she could take any more. But with a last shove of his hips, she did.
He paused above her and his gaze bored into hers. She read everything there. Need, lust, desire, longing, tenderness. The last took her by surprise, but she held onto him as he pulled his hips back and thrust into her again. Then again.
It was no gentle lovemaking. He took her body in rough pleasure, hard and fast, with no compromises. Just the way she’d always seen him being. Just the way she’d always imagined, those nights alone in her bed with her battery-operated boyfriend. But no amount of fantasy could compete with the reality of being claimed by Creed. It blew her mind, even as he took her body.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he murmured against her neck, moving to grab one of her knees and looping it up over his arm. He slid deeper on the next thrust, making her moan and arch against him. Then he did the same with the other arm, opening her further, and deepening his possession.
“So fucking sexy, and all mine.”
Satisfaction and triumph rang in his voice and he upped his pace. Pinned beneath him, she couldn’t do anything other than reach up and cling to the headboard as the bed rocked beneath them. Each hard fast stroke of his cock stroked nerve endings she hadn’t realized she had and tightened the knot of tension in her core even further. A familiar tension, one that should have been used by her earlier orgasm, was back tenfold. More. She’d never felt need like it.
“Creed, please…” she begged, needing something… More.
“Don’t worry… I got you, baby girl.”
Letting go of her, he turned her over and hauled her hips up so her ass was in the air. She squeaked, but before she could do anything about it, he was there behind her. His cock found her cunt and he drove home in one solid thrust.
Her squeak turned to a liquid moan. If she’d thought he was fucking her hard before, she now had a whole new appreciation of it. This time he let his feral, male side loose. Hands hooked around her hips, he held her in place as he drove into her, hard and fast. His bigger body covered hers, the hair on his chest rasping against the sensitive skin of her back. He used a knee to nudge hers farther apart, pulling her hips back at the same moment to impale her farther on his cock.
She whimpered, feeling him throb within her. There was just something about being taken from behind that triggered every submissive instinct she had, and several she hadn’t realized.
He pulled her upright, still buried within her and she clung to the wrist of his hand as it slid up to cup her breast. The other snaked around her hip to delve between her legs. The whimper left her before she could stop it. His clever fingers found her clit again, teasing and circling until she thought the torment would never end. He drove into her, his movements relentless, ruthless, and so fucking delicious that all she could do was hang on for the ride. Her body tightened, every cell in every muscle locked and tense as they screamed for release. The coil of need deep in her core pulsated, her pussy clutching his cock greedily.
“Oh fuck, that’s it, baby girl,” he groaned in her ear. “Take it all, every last inch. You like my cock deep inside you, don’t you?”
She nodded, pleasure thrilling through her as he kissed along her neck and scraped the sensitive flesh with his teeth. His thrusts got more powerful. Faster. Harder. His body moved like a well-oiled machine designed for one purpose, sex.
He drove her up to the edge again, clever fingers playing with her clit until she hovered on the very edge.
“Oh God, Creed…” she gasped, nails digging into his wrist. “I’m gonna… I’m…”
“Come for me, baby girl,” he urged in a rough voice. “Want to feel you come all over my cock. Want to make you mine.”
He drove back to surge up into her in a hard thrust. At the same time he pulled his hand back and tapped her clit sharply. The pleasure-pain shattered what little control she had left, and her climax overtook her in a blinding wave of sensation so complete she barely felt his fangs as they pierced the skin of her shoulder. It didn’t hurt, instead it increased her pleasure and all she could think of was riding his cock.
Bucking against him, her body was suffused with ecstasy and her cunt throbbed around the thick length of his cock. Gripping him, milking him in rhythmic waves that stole his breath. He growled, the smooth movement of his thrusts gone now and replaced by harder, more feral movements.
Three thrusts later and he buried himself deep within her with a roar, the sound muffled by his teeth in her skin. His cock jerked, bathing her inner walls with his white hot seed. So hot she felt every spurt, every pulse deep within her. He groaned, still wrapped around her, his bigger body caging hers protectively.
Her fingers gently stroked his arm and slowly he released her, disengaging his teeth from her shoulder and swiping his tongue gently over the puncture wounds. The area tingled but didn’t hurt. Surprised, she reached up to find not the wetness of blood she expected, but unbroken skin.
“It was a mating bite,” he rumbled softly, easing from her to lay them both down, his arms still wrapped around her as she lay in the protective lee of his body. “It means you’re mine now. Forever.”
She placed her head on his arm and smiled in the darkness.
Forever. She liked the sound of that.
Chapter 6
Kait was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Creed had always known that, but now, the evening after he’d made her his, he could sit back and really appreciate that fact. Study her without having to look away in case she caught him watching. He could look his fill without pretending he was doing anything other than admiring her. She was his woman and it was his right to look at her.