Page 5 of His Last Will

That’s when I feel his tongue. My best friend’s face is right in my pussy as his tongue licks me.

I could die just from the feeling of his tongue inside of me. He licks up my slit and stops just above my clit. Hot breath teases the vulnerable spot, and I cry out as I tilt my hips and rock back and forth, needing more.

“Please, Brodie,” I beg him.

At my request, he mouths the bundle of nerves there, then lashes my clit hard, causing my entire body to shake. His hands dig into my thighs as he holds me open to his assault.

With a loud moan, I arch up into his mouth. “Oh fuck, oh fuck. Brodie…” Brodie doubles his efforts, feasting on me like a man starving. Giving me exactly what I desire.

Brodie lifts his head and stares up at me with a lethal look in his eyes. My dangerous fairy tale, finally coming true. “I will never taste another cunt other than yours, Ari. Come on my tongue. I want to taste your release.” Redoubling his efforts, he growls into my pussy, and I can’t hold it back. Grabbing his hair, I ride his face, chasing that pinnacle of pleasure.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” Relief and ecstasy drown me, ripping a scream from my throat as I ride out my orgasm on his tongue and cover his face in my release.

As my hips start to slow and my heart rate comes down, he looks up at me with my cum painting his lips. “One taste. One fucking taste and I am an addict.” His tongue flicks my clit one more time before he licks his lips.

Pressing up off the bed, he tears his clothes off, not caring where they land, and slots himself between my spread legs. I reach down and palm his cock for the first time. Stroking it, adjusting to the feel. My hand can’t even wrap around his hard cock fully. God, can he even fit inside of me?

“Tighter. Give it a firm squeeze.” He demands as I feel his hips thrust as he teases the outside of my slit. I grip him more firmly. “Do you think my cock will fit into your pretty little pussy, Arianna?” He pushes against my hold and the head pushes past my entrance, just the tip, resting in my heat.

I glance away, unable to look him in the eye when I whisper, “You can make it fit, right?”

Grabbing my chin, he forces my gaze back to him. His eyes are a blaze of fire. “Yes.”

No hesitation. Just absolute certainty.

“So then... take me. I wanna be yours, Brodie. It’s all I have ever wanted…” Just the thought of finally belonging to him makes me a little dizzy.

“You’re going to bleed on my cock so prettily.” Brodie slowly pushes past my entrance. I tense up immediately, the pressure overwhelming.

“Relax, Ari. Christ, you’re so tight.”

I’m trying.

“Spread a little bit more for me…fucking hell, the way your cunt is suffocating my cock...”

Each buck of Brodie’s hips pushes him deeper. My pussy soaks him the closer he gets to my barrier.

Brodie is inside of me.

His eyes take on a feral gleam. “When I break you apart—and I will—make sure to scream my name. I love hearing you scream.” The head bumps against my barrier. “Make sure everyone knows it’s my cock ruining you.”

Driving forward hard, he fills me to the hilt. Claiming something that no one else will ever be able to. Taking a part of me I kept just for him.

“Brodie!”

“Yes, hell, just like that.” A possessive snarl leaves his lips.

Brodie’s hands grab the narrow curve of my waist as he removes the space between us. I feel his need for me in his desperation to have me closer, and when his mouth claims mine again, I still taste my lust on his tongue.

“Ari, baby,” he says against my lips, ”I need to move.”

His hips give a brief jerk as I squeeze my inner muscles against his hardness. “Do it. I dare you.” I don’t miss the smirk on his face at my comment.

When he starts to move, I cling to him with everything I have. My fingernails dig into his skin, and I leave scratches across his chest. If I am going to bleed for him, he for damn sure is going to bleed for me too. Both of us marked and owned. Leaving evidence that this was real. Is real.

When tomorrow comes, there will be visual evidence that he belongs to me just as much as I belong to him. I can finally call Brodie Araneae mine.

I hear him curse as he speeds up, rutting against me even harder. He bites down on my neck for more leverage, anchoring his body to mine.