Page 33 of Beastly Mr. Buchanan
“Fucking hell, you smell divine,” he growls.
He dives in, running the flat of his tongue over my exposed pussy before closing his mouth over my entire sex.
I combust.
He doesn’t stop.Sweat drips down my body.I scratch his scalp.His groan vibrates between my legs.
I lose myself in his mastery of my body until pleasure teeters on the edge of pain.Limp from countless orgasms and shaking from euphoria, I welcome him into my arms as he settles his gigantic body onto mine.
The hot, sensual stretch of his invasion sends me into another plane of existence.Despite his size, I feel only pleasure as he joins our bodies in one glorious rush.
His first thrust alters reality.His second sends a diabolical shockwave from my womb outward, leaving no part of me unscathed.His third plunges me into both heaven and hell as I orgasm harder and deeper than ever before.
Time warps.I relish every second of our coupling while drowning in bliss.
When Declan grabs my hips, lifts my ass off the bed, and hits a new angle inside me, I die a million euphoric deaths.Over and over again until my vision dims and thoughts seize.I can’t breathe.Can’t stop the full-body contraction.Can’t help the gush of fluid spurting between our bodies.
“Fuck, Karey, yes.Squirt all over me.More.Goddamn, you’re so tight and wet and I—”
His fingertips sink deep enough to bruise, but the pain only heightens my release.
He shouts, shoves himself impossibly deeper, and throws his head back with a mesmerizing groan as his cock jerks and spurts deep inside me.For long, wonderful moments, he grips my hips painfully tight and releases his pleasure inside my body.Feminine pride sprouts deep within me.
I did that.Me.I brought this incredibly powerful man to his knees.I ripped away his defenses and exposed his inner depths.
Mine.He’s mine.
All mine.
I sigh and drift into bliss.
Chapter 12
Declan Buchanan
My cupcake falls asleepbetween one breath and the next.Still lightheaded and heaving from the most mind-blowing orgasm of my life, I loosen my grip on her hips and frown at the bruises already forming on her flesh.
I was too rough with her.It’s partially her fault for being so fucking sexy, but even though I warned her, I never really gave her a chance to speak up when it became too much.
She came so beautifully on my tongue.And my fingers.And my cock.
My balls throb and shaft kicks, and even though I came less than ten seconds ago, I want to start over and fill her up again.
She sighs, turns her head, and nuzzles into her limp hand.Her sweaty hair sticks to her temple as she frowns in her sleep.I lean forward, shifting my cock inside her, and brush her hair aside.She sighs again.
With her ass resting on my thighs and my cock fully seated inside her, it would be all too easy to fuck her again.A few slow in-and-out pumps of my hips while I gently circle her clit with my thumb, and I could make us both find our release without her even waking.
The faint streak of pink smeared between our bodies stops me.
She was a virgin.My cupcake gave her innocence to me.I’m an asshole for pushing her so hard, and having sex with her while she’s asleep would be a breach of trust.I can’t take advantage of her when she gave me so much of herself already.
She means too much to me.I need her.Forever.
I don’t know why she claimed to have a boyfriend or why she was so adamantly against marrying me, but I’ll do anything to keep her now that I have her.
Asking her why she lied will only push her away.Demanding she stay with me will only make her more determined to find her own apartment.Proposing marriage again so soon might spook her into putting up barriers again.
I can’t risk her pulling away once more.I need her too much.
