Page 105 of Coveted

I moan. “Oh god, oh god.”

“Close,” he growls into my ear.

He slams into me with another long, hard thrust.

“Fuck,” he says. “You’re so fucking tight it’s going to kill me. Your little cunt feels so good clinging to my cock.”

Through the fiery heat and pain and delirium, some animal side of me enjoys being so thoroughly crammed full by him. It feels intimate in the most primal way to let the man who stalked me take my body for his pleasure and mine.

“Eyes on me.” He pumps into me with a brutal rhythm. “Tell me how it feels when I fuck you.”

My teeth click together with every thrust, interrupting my speech. “Like you’re breaking me.”

“You can take it, sweetheart. You’re doing amazing.” He licks a bead of sweat from my forehead. “Wrap your legs around me while I make you mine.”

My legs obey of their own accord, linking at my ankles to brace me to him. My trembling hands skate up his chest and neck, my fingers threading the damp hair on his crown and tugging. Lucan’s pushing me to the brink and yet I want more.

The veins in his arms protrude as he increases his pace, urging himself further inside of me. The base of his cock expands me, his balls hitting my soft flesh with every thrust.

Glancing down, I see his shaft sliding in and out of me. The pink skin of my opening grips tightly around his erection as he pumps. He glistens with my wetness.

“You feel fucking incredible,” he says through gritted teeth. “Your cunt was made to take me.”

My inner walls give way to him, thrust by thrust. The pool of aching pain in my core brims increasingly with pleasure. I’m so wet that my thighs are drenched halfway to my knees.

I struggle to handle the sensations, which are good and painful and just everything. Lucan switches between kissing me, almost choking me with his tongue, and gripping my hair at the base of my skull. The heat rises in me, building to an unbearable degree.

“Come for me, beautiful.” His voice is rougher around the edges than before, like he’s losing control and can’t regain it. “I wanna feel you coming.”

The base of his cock repeatedly colliding with my engorged clit sends me over the edge. My core erupts, the heat spilling over in toe-curling ecstasy.

“Lucan!” I cry out.

With his shaft filling me, the climax is so intense I see stars. His cock becomes more rigid as the sensation echoes in me. I realize my fingernails are shredding his back.

“Oh god,” I gasp. “Lucan. Fuck.”

He keeps thrusting into me, running his tongue over my temple to catch another trickle of perspiration. Even as the orgasm subsides, the intensity of having sex with him only climbs.

“You came so hard for me,” he says. “How did it feel?”

“Amazing.”

“Good girl. Now I really get to play.”

Lucan pushes my thigh into the sheets and puts my other leg over his shoulder, gliding his cock into me at a new angle. He’s so deep that he reaches raw places that send little zaps of electricity through me. The sheet beneath my ass is soaked.

“Sadie.” He says my name like a warning. “You should tell me to stop.”

But he doesn’t stop or slow down, and I don’t tell him to. I’m past being able to speak anyway, plastered to the bed while he drills me into oblivion. He snaps and jerks his hips against me like he can’t get enough.

“Fuck,” he grunts out.

His movements are sharper, his breathing uneven. He no longer seems capable of coherent speech, communicating via rough movements instead. Sweat sheens his chiseled torso, and his muscles bulge as he uses every part of his body to get closer to mine.

My leg hinged against his shoulder moves with his thrusting. A sob escapes me as he turns his face to sink his teeth into my calf. It’s like he wants to get closer to me than our bodies will allow.

Then he folds me in half, his cock hitting my most tender depths, and kisses my mouth. Our teeth and tongues clash because the sex is too messy to kiss sweetly.