Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
It was tight but not as tight as earlier. As she lifted her hips, he added a second finger.
“You are so gorgeous, Little mate,” he murmured. “I’m going to make you mine in every way. It will be intense and shocking. You will not separate from me for any reason for several days. Neither of us will be able to tolerate breaking contact,” he warned her.
She hadn’t known this part, but she wasn’t surprised. She could already feel it growing. “Do it, Daddy. Make me yours.”
He growled as he added a third finger.
The stretch was tremendous, making her wince. She reached with her right hand to push at his wrist, trying to dislodge him.
He grabbed her smaller hand with his left, threaded their fingers together again, and forced the matching birthmarks to unite.
“Oh God…” Jezebel tipped her head back, arched her body, and moaned.
“Look at Daddy, Little mate. Eyes on me.”
She was panting. Desperation consumed her.
When she met his gaze, he removed his fingers and grabbed his erection. Was it bigger than before?
“Daddy…” Her lip quivered.
He lined himself up with her entrance and stroked the tip through her folds over and over, forcing her arousal to build to a crescendo yet again.
When he released his shaft, he left it lodged at her entrance. He took her other hand in his, threaded their fingers, and pressed it against the mattress alongside her head, matching their other arms.
He held her gaze, panting just like her. And then he thrust forward so hard she would have been shoved off the bed if he hadn’t been holding her steady.
She screamed at the invasion. It was too much. It burned and stretched. She couldn’t do this. It hurt. Why would anyone do this?
“Take a breath, Bella mine.” His voice was low and demanding.
She drew in a shaking breath, her eyes unwilling to focus. All she knew was the pressure.
“Relax your pussy, Little one. Don’t clench.”
She drew in a long breath, trying to obey him. The pain started to subside.
“That’s my good girl. Better?”
She gave a slight nod. She thought it was getting better. Maybe?
Arion eased out a few inches before pushing back in deeper. Was that even possible?
“So tight,” he whispered. “Your pussy is strangling my cock.”
She pursed her lips. Was she hurting him too?
“In the best possible way, Little one.” He lowered to plant a quick kiss on her closed lips. “Again?”
She nodded. Something was changing. An urge. A need. It was building and growing, threatening to explode. “Please, Daddy. Do it again.”
He pulled mostly out and then thrust back in, not as hard this time but just as deep.
She felt so full. But she wanted more.
When she whimpered, he did it again. And again. Setting up a rhythm.
Every nerve ending inside her was on fire—and there were apparently a lot of nerves in her channel.
Daddy ground the base of his erection against her clit, making her eyes roll back.
“My God, you are stunning, Jezebel. Come for me, Little one. Grip my cock with your tight channel.”
At his command, her orgasm overtook her, causing her walls to tighten around his erection. His cock. It was so tight. So full. So unbelievably amazing.
A moment later, Arion thrust one final time, held himself deep, and groaned long and low as he emptied himself into her. He released her hands to cup her face and hold her gaze with his.
She grabbed his hips, not wanting him to pull out of her. She held on to him, enjoying every moment of their union. The pain was all but forgotten.
A slow smile grew on Arion’s face. “So fucking perfect, my sweet Bella.”
When she thought she could finally speak, she licked her lips and said, “I think I get it now. I want you to do it again.”
His grin grew, and he chuckled.
Chapter Fifteen
The next few hours were a frenzy of lust and moaning as Arion took his Little mate in several more positions. He first flipped her over and took her from behind, still standing next to the bed. He loved that position a lot because her pink bottom was deliciously front and center. He held her hips and gripped her butt cheeks at the same time.
He rolled her to her side next, lifted her leg, and fucked into her at a new angle. She was panting and moaning and grasping at anything, trying to get purchase. But he had her. She didn’t need to brace herself. He wasn’t going to let her go.
He’d worried about how sore her pussy might have been after their first coupling, but she either didn’t notice or her body healed quickly because she showed no signs of discomfort.
After scooting her back, climbing onto the bed, and taking her face to face, he felt sated enough to give her a break.
She lay limp on his mattress, panting heavily, covered in a sheen of sweat. She whimpered and protested when he pulled out of her. “No, Daddy.” She grabbed at him with noodly arms.