Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
“Oh gosh.” She pants, making me smile against her pussy. “So close again. Knox.” I lift my mouth from her, and she lets out a cry of protest.
I’ve made her so damn greedy for orgasms. It has been my plan from the first night she let me in between her thighs. I want her to crave the pleasure only I can give her. I move quickly up her body, pressing the head of my cock inside of her while she’s still on edge to come.
“Do you need to come, Bunny?”
She whimpers, wiggling under me. She tries to rub her clit against me, needing the friction. I slip my hand between us, giving her what she needs, my fingers going to her clit.
When she cries out my name, her pussy locking down around the head of my cock, I thrust all the way inside of her, trying to mix the pleasure with pain. A small cry comes from her as she digs her nails into my back. I pray it leaves a mark on me.
I try to hold myself still. Whitney’s eyes are squeezed shut, but no tears try to escape. Thank fucking God. That would kill me more than I’m already dying. My whole body begs me to thrust. My balls are already tingling, wanting to come. I don’t think I’m going to last long. The only reason I haven't already gone off is because I know she’s in pain. That pulls my lust back some.
“Bunny. Baby. Open those beautiful eyes for me. I need to see you.”
She smiles, doing as I ask. “It didn’t hurt as bad as I thought it might.” To prove her point, she wiggles under me. A groan rips from deep in my chest as her pussy clamps around my cock and releases.
Nothing will ever compare to this moment. Having her wrapped around me skin to skin is perfection. A feeling that I will never forget.
“Knox.” She tries to lift her hips, but I’ve got her pinned beneath me. My cock is seated deep inside of her. Her breathing starts to pick up, and she grows wetter, her body settling into the feel of me being inside of her and wanting more.
“Got you.” I pull out and thrust back in. She lets out a soft moan that spurs me on to keep going.
My mouth finds hers as I pick up my speed, thrusting in and out of her. She lifts her hips to match my rhythm. I fight to not come too soon, not wanting this to be over already. I’ve never had this deep of a connection with anyone else in my whole life.
“Knox. Oh, I think—no I can’t,” she pants out. “I’m going to come again.” She sounds almost panicked. She wraps her legs around me.
“Give it to me, Bunny. Take me over with you.” I shift, making sure my cock hits her G-spot. Her whole body locks up around me. There is no fighting it anymore. I come with her.
“Whitney!” I bury my face in her neck, groaning as I spill deep inside of her. I swear the orgasm goes on forever, making me light-headed.
“Wow.” I can hear the smile in her voice. Her fingers drift up and down my back. “For a virgin you’re, well, really good at that.” A small giggle comes from her, making her pussy clamp around me. My cock is already getting hard again. I’m honestly not sure if it ever went down.
“I might have read a few things.” She giggles more at my admission. I wasn't going in fucking blind. I wanted this to be good for her and to make it as painless as I could. So I read up on it.
I lift my head to stare down at her. Her cheeks are rosy and her lips puffy. It makes me feel like a king knowing I gave her this look.
“When it comes to you, Bunny, I’ll always do what I need to.”
“I know.” She smiles up at me with so much trust.
My chest goes tight. Since she’s come into my life all I’ve felt is love. She got me to open myself up, and now I find I’m letting my family in too, realizing and accepting that they all truly care about me and we’re a family. Blood or not.
“You’ve brought me back to life. You’ve filled my darkness with light,” I tell her. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” She pulls me down for a kiss. “You keep the darkness at bay for me.”
I always will. Whitney wasn't only made for me, but I was made for her too.
Epilogue
Whitney
About 4 Years later
“You should wear this more often,” Knox says, coming up behind me. He pushes my hair to the side to place kisses along my neck. My body lights up immediately, loving the way his mouth feels on me.