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“Nothing is stopping you from taking me,” I told him.
“I want to make one thing clear before I strip the rest of those clothes off and feast on you, mo grá. If we do this, then you’re mine. You’ll marry me and have my children. You’ll share my bed for the rest of our lives.”
I was thrilled and scared to hear him say this. I swallowed the knot in my throat. “Will we be exclusive, or will I be expected to put up with you sleeping with other women? Because if it’s the latter, the answer is no. I’m not going to share my husband with anyone.” The thought that he might expect it had me trying to stand up. Maybe I should think this through more.
He gently pushed me back on the bed, then crawled up to straddle me. He lowered his head and hissed, “My cock and everything else I am or own will be only yours.”
As his eyes held mine, he undid the buttons on my shorts. I lay there and let him unwrap the rest of me. The groans of pleasure coming from him and the whispered words of praise told me he loved everything he was seeing. As soon as I was naked, he shifted so he could push my thighs apart and crouched between them. Any thoughts of me getting to touch him flew out the window as he began at my mouth and slowly, methodically, and thoroughly, kissed, licked, sucked, and teased his way down my body. By the time he made it to my dripping wet pussy, I was almost mindless with need. He inhaled and licked his lips. He looked up at me.
“I can’t wait any longer. I need to taste you, Maeve. You smell so damn good.” When he finished talking, he lowered his head and swiped his tongue from my entrance to my clit, where he stopped to suck hard and flick it with his tongue. Then he licked down again to thrust his tongue in and out of my pussy, showing me what I had to look forward to. A small scream tore from me.
The next several minutes were consumed by him eating my pussy unlike anyone I’d ever been with. He made me come twice, and they were the best orgasms of my life. I was barely coming down from the second one when he grabbed both of my hips and hoisted my ass off the bed. He lined up his cock with my opening and notched his head there. His eyes sought mine.
“Are you ready?”
“What about birth control? I’m not on any. You need to use a condom.” I had enough brain cells left to tell him that.
He shook his head. “No, I won’t put anything between us. You’re my wife. If we make a baby, then so be it. I’ll take all the children you’re willing to give me. Will you let me inside of you bare, the way I’ll always want you?”
My mind scrambled to decide. Did I want this? Was I prepared to be a mother? The only answer I got back was, do it. I nodded. Seeing that I’d agreed, he slowly sank into me, making sure I felt every glorious inch of him massaging the inside of my pussy. It burned a little as he stretched me, but I didn’t care. The pleasure far outreached the bites of discomfort. By the time he was fully inside, I was on the edge of another orgasm.
“Íosa Chíost, Jesus Christ, you feel…” His strained voice petered away.
He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them. The need, the lust, and maybe even something else radiated from his eyes. He drew back and then slid back inside me again, ripping a moan from me. I was so full and he felt beyond amazing.
His mouth devoured mine again as he set a punishing pace. He hammered away inside of me and I couldn’t catch my breath to tell him to slow down. No one had ever taken me like this. It was raw, hard, fast, yet almost loving as he powered his big cock in and out of me, making me climb that pinnacle to release again. Sweat coated both of us and our breaths were loud pants. His fingers dug painfully into my hips as he held me still and took me.
Each time his hips grazed my aching clit, I moaned. Bolts of lightning raced through me. My nipples were hard peaks, begging him to touch them. It was like he knew what I was thinking, because he took a moment to lower his head and suck both of them. More wetness slipped out of me. Patrick paused, then pulled out of me.
“No!” I cried out. Why was he stopping?
“Roll over and get on your hands and knees, mo áilleacht, my beauty. I need to be deeper. I need to touch your soul,” he growled.
I rolled over and shakily got on my hands and knees. He pushed my upper body to the mattress, then grabbed my hips tightly as he powered back inside of me. A small scream tore from me. He was so much deeper. He growled and unbelievably, he stroked faster. I whimpered as his mouth skimmed down my spine and he paused to kiss and bite my skin.
I was so lost in what he was making me feel that the first blow took me by surprise. His hand smacked my ass, causing a burning pain to shoot through me. I gasped and jerked my head around to look at him. He had a wolfish look on his face. “Ahh, my mo leanbh, likes that, don’t you?”
I stubbornly didn’t answer. I’d never had a man spank me. I wasn’t sure if I should like it or not. When I didn’t answer, he did it again. As his hips pumped into me harder, he rained more slaps down on my ass cheeks, causing them to burn and for flames to grow bigger inside of me.
“Tell. Me. If. You. Like. This,” he growled as he spanked my ass pink.
I could feel heat coming off my ass. The slipperiness between my legs had increased and was running down my thighs. I swear his cock felt like it had gotten even bigger. I tried to hold out, but I couldn’t. I broke. I slammed back to meet his thrust, and we both moaned. I rode his cock as I whispered back, “Yes, I love it.”
His howl of triumph echoed around the room. His hands gripped my hips and jerked me back onto him. That was all it took. I came, and it was blinding how much pleasure rolled throughout my body. I screamed his name as I came, squeezing the hell out of his cock. He roared as he jerked and came inside of me a couple of strokes later. The warmth of his cum filled me.
When I finished coming, I collapsed onto the mattress. Astonishingly, he rode my body down, never losing contact, so he could shift and curl himself around me, without his cock leaving my sore but deeply sated pussy. His teeth sank into the crook of my neck. His growl filled my ear.
“You’re mine, Maeve. Now and forever. Tomorrow, we’ll go meet our families. They’ll have to plan the wedding and make it fast. I don’t want one of those long engagements. I need you to be my wife as soon as possible.”
I looked at him over my shoulder. “Patrick, it’s too soon for that. We barely know each other,” I protested.
He was the head of the Irish Mafia. He was expected to marry someone of his equal standing. That wasn’t me. Doubts flooded me. There was no way I’d be what he needed. The frown of displeasure on his face told me he knew what I was thinking. He pulled his softened cock out of me and rolled me onto my back. He loomed over the top of me.
“It’s not too soon. I know what I want and that’s you. Don’t you want me?” Through his fierce glare, I could see a hint of fear and hurt.
“Yes! Yes, I want you, but what if your family and friends don’t think I’m right for you?”
“Then they can all go fuck themselves. There’s no way I’m letting the woman I love get away,” he declared gruffly.
