Page 99 of Aftershock
Her thighs feel so fucking perfect against me after she lets me manhandle both legs around my waist, her heels digging into my ass.
“More,” she groans, arching her back, her gorgeous tits bouncing while I rail her so hard the bed creaks.
“I’ll give you more.” I change the angle before she can answer, slamming my hips against hers. Possessing the only thing worth having. Lilith. “So much more that you’ll feel me for days.”
“Please.” Her eyes darken, pulling me deeper, physically and emotionally. “Don’t stop.”
“Horny little thing.”
I tighten my hold on her throat without cutting off her air supply, then wrench one of her legs off me, placing her heel over my shoulder.
Like that—just like that—I silence her by being more ruthless the louder she cries out my name.
“Look at you. Soaking me down to my balls.” Each word is a rough thrust. The sounds of our bodies slapping together are obscene and so fucking right. “Making a mess of my cock. Such a good girl.”
Curse after curse slips past her lips as her nails dig into my scalp, the delicious pain driving me to pound her hard, hard, harder.
“Don’t stop,” she whispers.
“Not planning to.”
Lilith makes these erotic sounds that drive me wild. She gets wetter and tighter for me.
But then her eyes roll back.
Hell no.
“Look at me.” My ass flexes with each stroke. My entire body works to please and own her. “Look at me when I’m fucking babies into you.”
Her eyes land on me, her gorgeous cheeks burning bright red. The idea of feeding her my seed turns her on as much as it does me.
“Good fucking girl.”
I give her more of what she needs, angling my hips so my pubic bone grinds against her clit.
And let go of her throat.
The rush of air, my cock branding her cunt, and the friction send Lilith right over the edge. She comes all over my dick, whispering my name, spasming and writhing so beautifully that I nearly lose my damn mind.
“Going to pump you full of cum.” I curl my hand around her throat again. “You’ll have so much of it that even after you shower, you’re going to have me leaking down your thighs. When you sit today.”Thrust. “When you stand.”Slam. “When you take someone’s order, you’ll remember who you belong to.”
“Alaric,” she cries out before another orgasm rakes over her.
That second climax triggers mine, my cock shooting load after load deep into her cunt.
“God. Fuck,” I murmur, pressing my forehead to hers. “I love you.”
I love you.
I’ve never said that to anyone.
Never felt that.
I don’t even know where that came from.
Don’t give a fuck. This chokehold she has on me isn’t something I can or will ever get over. It isn’t a crush or some hormonal reaction. It’s real.
“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same,” I add when her eyes widen, and she stares up at me. “But I fucking love you.”
