My eyes widen in a mix of surprise, alarm and hunger. I don't know if that thing would even fit in my mouth, let alone in my … another wave of fear washes over me, thinking of Beast stuffing me full of his stiff rod. Growing braver, I take him in my hands. It's almost comically oversized. I can barely wrap my fingers around it. I stroke him greedily, watching it grow before my eyes. I can't wait to taste him. I lick the swollen head of his cock, running my tongue around the tip, my hand caressing his shaft as he pushes his thickness between my lips. I nearly gag at first, it's so huge. I want to suck him off and drink him down, feeling his hot wet cum explode at the back of my throat. The thought of his juicy load turns me on even more.
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"Fuck, Sofi. Oh, fuck," Beast murmurs, still standing on the beach, his trousers dampening from the ocean spray. "This feels amazing."
I love making him feel good. I suck faster, my mouth running up and down his shaft. When I touch his balls he moans with pleasure. His body tenses, and he groans and thrusts, and his seed sprays my throat. It catches me by surprise and I remove my mouth from him in time to catch the second and third spurt of his hot jism on my face. I smile, enjoying his taste as I wipe some of the white cream from my chin, licking my fingers clean.
Beast doesn't give me a second to rest. "My turn," he growls, tearing off his clothes and tossing them on the sand, just beyond the ocean's reach. I stare at him, mesmerized by his chiseled body covered with those ornate tattoos. He yanks me back to my feet and rips my sundress over my shoulders, then he pulls down my lacy little bra, exposing my breasts to the night air. Beast kisses me again, then nibbles my neck. His mouth finds one of my tightening nipples, teasing it, running circles around it, making it even harder. It feels so good I bight my lip to stifle a low moan.
He throws me down into the wet sand and tears off my panties in one motion, tossing them aside. The shallow waves lap at my naked body. Everything is happening so fast, I have no choice but to submit to his lust. His face plows between my legs, forcing apart my thighs, as his wet tongue licks the folds of my swollen mound. His tongue works between my outer lips, teasing me apart, lapping all around my throbbing clit. I cry out with pleasure, it feels so good, Beast's face between my legs and me lying on my back at the edge of the ocean. The sensations are so overwhelming my body begins to twist and writhe in rhythm to Beast's tongue. Two of his fingers press through the chasm of my pussy, searching and caressing me. His tongue and his fingers own me. I give in to the pleasure, and I howl as the orgasms rock my body like waves hitting the beach.
Beast grabs me again, positioning his large, taut body above mine. There is a ferocious look in his eyes. I can tell he wants nothing more than to ravish my pure, untouched little body. Our glances meet and he smiles devilishly.
"Daddy," I say, gazing into his eyes.
"My little girl," he replies hungrily. "I can't wait to fuck you."
Beast rubs the head of his dick against my engorged pussy, my wetness coating him. To my surprise his dick is already swelling for more. He pushes the tip past my outer folds, butting against my inner lips. I grimace from pain and sudden apprehension.
"I don't think it will fit," I tell him.
"Don't worry, little girl," he says. "I'll make it fit."
His full weight is upon me. His body is hard and heavy, warming me in the night air. He presses harder, pushing through me, tearing my hymen. I feel like he's splitting me in half. It hurts so bad. He guides himself deeper inside, stuffing me full. The second thrust is a mix of pain and pleasure, and the third feels unlike anything I've ever experienced in my life. A soft moan escapes my lips, mingling with the sounds of the ocean.
Beast kisses me again on the mouth. He tastes salty from the seawater. I want to lick the salt off him, but then he thrusts harder, even deeper, and I gasp in shock as my pussy stretches to accept all of him, every inch. He thrusts over and over, in and out, in and out, pounding me into submission. I can feel myself being driven into the wet sand, sinking a little deeper every time the foamy water draws back into the sea.
Every inch of my being is centered on the feeling of Beast's cock being driven into my throbbing pussy. I ache for him, never want him to stop. He shifts angles, hitting walls of my pussy that I never knew existed. I cry out as my breathing becomes faster and more ragged. My back arches and my body heaves with pleasure. The next orgasm is coming. I can feel it. My body tenses from my toes to my neck and when I explode, my pussy twitches and pulsates, massaging Beast's enormous cock. His pace intensifies, his rod pumping me full, and I can feel his butt tighten as he thrusts deeper than ever and he blows his load. The hot, sticky cum paints my insides, filling me full of his seed. He thrusts a few more times, emptying himself into my awaiting pussy.
Feeling drained and satisfied, my body goes limped and I stretch my arms out across the wet sand. I feel so relaxed. Beast leaves his cock inside me for a few seconds, and I can feel his hardness gradually diminishing. Then he rolls off me, freeing my naked body, and we snuggle at the edge of the surf, catching our breaths. I try to stifle a giggle, but I can't help it, and I end up laughing loudly.
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"What's so funny?" Beast wants to know.
"You were smiling."
"So?"
"It's the first time I've seen you smile."
"I can't help it," he says. "You make me happy."
He pulls me in tight and we lay there for I don't know how long. Maybe I drift off to sleep. When I open my eyes, the first thing I see is his beautiful face, scars and all. He was watching me sleep. He runs one of his brawny fingers through my tangled wet hair, sweeping the hair out of my face and behind my ear. I smile and sit up. The ocean is vast and blue, and the first rays of morning sun have begun to rise beyond the eastern horizon.
"It's morning," I say.
"Indeed," Beast replies, putting one buff, tattooed arm across my shoulder as we face the sunrise.
"I've made my decision," I tell him.
V.
Life is not always easy with Beast. He's gruff, ill-tempered, and his manners are atrocious. His business associates are all terrified of him. I guess they're hoping he won't throw them out his office window on the fourth story of our villa, like he did to that guy when I was a little girl. Sometimes I wonder how differently my life would have turned out if I had taken his offer to leave and never look back.
But just because I married Beast doesn't mean I can't go to college. I want our kids to have a well-educated mother, an example that my own mom set for me. Conveniently enough, there's a world-class university less than twenty minutes from our villa. On the first day of the fall semester, finding my way around the leafy campus, I think of Beast and smile. My hand touches my round little belly. I'm so happy that a baby is growing inside me.
Beast loves me fiercely, and I love him, too. I could never imagine being with anyone else.
My Forbidden Military Man (excerpt)
Patton is a brave Army soldier who would give his life to protect the nation he loves. But he also made a solemn promise to look after young Evie. Now Evie is all grown up, and she's reluctant to admit her forbidden desire for the man who raised her.
Halfway through his deployment, Patton is coming home from Iraq for reasons that Evie doesn't entirely understand. Evie and Patton have two weeks to explore their feelings for one another. Then Patton must return to fight in the Middle East. He has accepted his deadliest mission yet, and Evie has no way to know whether she will ever see him again. With stakes this high, there's nothing left to lose. It's true what they say ... all's fair in love and war.
This hot and steamy romance between a war hero and his little woman results in an accidental pregnancy as Patton balances his love for Evie with his commitment to serve his country.
I.
The instant I saw the Army helicopter on the horizon, I knew my stepfather was flying home to me. Somehow I just knew. It swooped over the brown hills of Fort Hood, drawing closer by the second.
Jumbled feelings of excitement, anticipation and a creeping sense of dread raced through my mind, competing for control of my emotions as the chopper descended toward the landing pad. A small welcome party of friends, family and fellows soldiers had gathered around the landing pad, and men grabbed their hats as the spinning rotor blades kicked up a storm of dust that swirled around us.