Twisted Together (Monsters in the Dark #3)(194)

I lost my fucking sanity.

Her tight strong muscles clutched my cock, milking me with fire. My stomach seized, my back bowed, my eyes rolled.

My hand came up, landing with a loud smack on her ass. Shit. I didn't mean to do that.

"Je suis désolé." I'm sorry. "It just-fuck it feels good."

She did it again, dragging a stream of curses from my throat.

She laughed, creating even more pressure and sensation around my cock. I slammed a hand on her lower back, forcing her into the mattress. "God-you keep doing that and I'll blow. I'm holding on barely, Tess."

"What do you want, Q? Tell me … I want to know."

I groaned. My vision filled with flushed skin, blood, and tears, but I swallowed those tendencies. I didn't need them. Not today.

"I want to come in your sweet ass. I want to bruise you, so you'll know this belongs to me-just like every inch of you does. I want to show you how much I fucking love you."

Her inner muscles squeezed, hurtling me closer to the edge.

"Do it. I want all of it. Lose yourself in me."

Lose yourself in me.

Lose yourself.

Damn, how I wanted to. But I couldn't. Not completely.

With shaking arms, legs, fucking shaking everything, I thrust forward.

Her lips went slack; her eyes popped wide. "Oh." The surprise echoed around the room. My stomach squeezed tight.

"Does. It. Hurt?" I growled, clutching her hips. I thrust again, rocking more than fucking-making love.

Once.

Twice.

Stop! I had to stop.

Sweat beaded; I battled waves after waves of a very determined orgasm. My balls were marble hard. My quads burned from tensing.

Tess rocked back. "More. Give me more."

"Tess-" I couldn't fight anymore. She wanted more. I'd give her more. I fell over her back, imprisoning her to the mattress. My forehead pressed against her shoulder blades and I thrust. Man, I fucking thrust.

She cried out. My heart lurched to a halt but her cries turned to moans. It wasn't pain lacing her voice-it was pleasure.

"Describe it-what do you feel, esclave?" I whispered hoarsely. My eyes landed on her collar and the inscription: property of Q Mercer. I swallowed a groan of happiness. 

"Like … pressure … you're rubbing and bruising and it feels so strange, but it also feels … ."

I drove inside. "Feels?"

Her lips parted in a moan. "It feels good. So good."

My heart winged. I rocked again, biting the inside of my cheek, staving off another wave of pleasure. "I told you it would feel good."

Her hips arched, pressing into mine, crushing my balls against our bodies. "So good," she panted. "More, Q. Take me."

And that was the extent of my self-control. I'd run out of strength.

Seeking her ear, I bit her lobe. "I'm going to take you now, Tess."

She hummed in her throat.

My fingers looped around the leash, holding her firm. I would ride this woman. This insanely incredible woman. "I'm going to claim you as your husband, master, and owner. I'm going to fill you so deep, you'll scream."

"Please," she whimpered, her body writhing beneath mine.

And that was all I needed.

My forehead resumed its position between her shoulder blades. I let go. My mouth fell wide as pleasure I'd never felt before rocked down my spine. Insanely sharp, spurring me on, slicing my soul into pieces.

I gave myself over to ecstasy. Tess cried out as I made love to her.

Harder.

Harder.

Long and invasive strokes.

Claiming.

Taking.

Loving.

Fucking.

Tess's fingers opened and closed on the sheets, her pants meeting mine, her body rising to meet my every thrust.

Every second I came undone, losing my sense of self, giving my past, my darkness, my hopes and dreams to my wife. The master of my heart.

I lasted another ten seconds.

Ten mind-splintering seconds of bliss.

The desire in my blood lit a match, annihilating everything in my blood.

This was just the beginning.

The beginning of my eternal happiness.

The beginning of a future I never thought I would have.

I'm married. My sins aren't awful. My desires aren't frightful.

Tess was my complete circle. She was my home. My refuge. My best friend and partner. We'd found each other not just for this lifetime but forever.

My beast purred. My monster stretched.

I've been tamed.

And I fucking loved it.

I came.

Fucking came in rhythmic pulses. Splashing Tess with everything I had to give.

Wave after wave of thick, painful release shot from my balls. It ricocheted down my legs to my toes, building intensity before crashing from my body into my wife.

My wife.

I came hard and deep into the woman I'd married.

The woman I'd claimed.

The woman who would always be mine.





The crown to my throne.