Page 39 of Thrown into the Mob

He took me in, swallowing my length until I hit the back of his throat.

“Oh yes, Madd.” His mouth was so warm and slippery and wet, and I raised my hips, offering myself to him as he sucked on me. But it wasn’t just a physical part of me I was giving him. I was handing him my heart.

When I tugged his hair, he grunted, and the vibrations sent a tingling sensation rippling through my body to my fingers and toes.

But as my breath sped up and I panted, Madd sat up and my cock fell from his lips.

“What?” I leaned on my elbows. “Madd, I⁠—”

“I want to be inside you.” His arousal nudged my thigh, and I looked up at him. “Now.”

I spread my legs further, giving me easy access, and I grabbed his length, bringing to my hole. I tapped around my entrance, needing my mate in me, but enjoying the tension of him being so close.

We were both panting as I guided just the tip inside me. He was so big and he was going to fill me, but I needed to adjust to his huge girth.

Our chests heaved in tandem, and Madd paused, not taking but waiting for permission. I took deep breaths and I got used to his size, and when I finally nodded, he eased in another inch. Madd had a lot of inches and I wanted them all, so this was going to take a while.

“Okay?” Madd placed his hands on either side of me so his face was close to mine as he pushed in deeper.

“Mmmm.”

Slowly, so slowly he filled me, and I squeezed around him. He hesitated and gave me another sultry look. Damn, I was going to come if he stared at me like that again.

“Conrad, you keep doing that and… and…”

I brushed hair from his forehead. “Okay. But I love you being inside me. It’s like we’ve come full circle.”

“Me too.” His strangled voice told me he was trying to tamp down his emotions. Him and me both.

He pulled out but kept his gaze on me and then thrust inside me. We both moaned, and I curled my fingers in his hair and tugged, trying to show him what I was feeling.

“Yes, do that again.” I needed hard and fast because that made me feel alive while understanding I was secure.

Madd rammed his length deep inside me. The scent of slick filled the air along with our sweat as he slid a hand between us and took hold of my cock. He pumped it once and twice, and I bucked my hips.

Lifting one leg, I wrapped it around his hip and pulled him closer.

“Much better.” I didn’t want any space between us. I grinned and slapped his butt. “But I can do that.” I shoved his hand away and tugged my dick.

Madd’s eyes grew wide as he hovered over me, his chest heaving as he took deep breaths, and sweat dripped from his chin. I put an arm around him, and he tilted his head close to mine.

“I’m here, Conrad, and always will be. You’re safe.”

There was that word again: safe. I cupped his chin, and he placed his mouth on mine. The light feathery brush of his lips wasn’t so much a kiss but more of a promise.

I begged for more fucking, more of him, just more, and he shoved his length into me, filling me again and again.

“Just like that.” I let go of my cock and gripped his arms. With both my legs wrapped around him, I told him to go hard. “Make me feel, Madd.”

He pounded into me, and I slid back in the bed with each thrust. Digging my nails into his skin, I urged him to go faster and harder. But he slowed his strokes, easing in and out, and I whacked him.

“You’re such a tease.”

He raised a brow and smirked, that fucker. “Me?”

I rolled my eyes and gripped around him. “Yeah, you.” I placed a finger on his lips.

Madd sped up as he plunged into my depths. We weren’t saying much other than, “Please,” and “Gods, yes,” and “Again.” I wanted to watch him, but desire made my eyelids heavy and they closed.