Page 37 of Taming Her Beast


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I begin to move in time with his thrusts, sinking into the rhythm of our lovemaking, my core blaring and sizzling, letting off fireworks of desire with each carnal thrust.

I let my breasts go and grab onto his shoulders for purchase, grinding down the length of him as his growls grow deeper, more urgent, our gyrations growing naturally quicker as we give in to the compulsive needs of our bodies.

I grip hard, digging my fingernails into his muscled flesh, angling down as he thrusts up.

The silk sheets stroke up and down my back lovingly, as though he’s giving me a massage at the same time as fucking me as his woman.

“You’re mine,” he snarls, taking me faster, the bed whining beneath his predator’s power.

Our sexes making slapping sounds as I run my hands all over his back, feeling his sweat coated muscles, clasping on, and hugging him close.

“Mine, mine, mine.”

With each mine he slams into me, the head of his cock pounding into something deep inside of me, something that’s never been touched before.

I gasp and scream and then I don’t even know what sound I make.

It’s like an awakening, a rejoicing song that tells me I’m here, I’m alive, I deserve to experience life as other people do.

I don’t have to be afraid anymore.

“Take me,” I whisper in his ear. “Take me hard.”

He immediately picks up the pace of his thrusts, his abs stroking against my bare belly as he leans in closer, as though he wants to melt into me, getting as close to each other as humanly possible.

His cock thunders into my aching no-longer-virgin hole, the walls of my pussy buzzing as they widen with each movement, that spot deep within sizzling and singing with each hard-kissed touch of him.

I bite down on his shoulder, tasting him, and he groans to let me know it’s okay, he likes it, to keep going. His sweat and his musk fill me as my pussy starts to gorge shamelessly on the pleasure of his cock.

The fireworks grow even brighter inside of me, a series of explosions that consume my pussy until there’s nothing but the light within, blinding, consuming, claiming.

I let go of his shoulder and tip my head back, screaming out my lust, my legs trembling and my whole body shivering in a crazy dance of unleashing euphoria.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he snarls, leaning back so that he can watch the orgasm tear its way through me.

I try to keep my eyes open so that I can stare back at him, but everything is shimmering and suddenly it’s like I’m floating, being thrown around by invisible hands.

“You—feel—so …”

I can’t finish the sentence as he drives into me again, his lips twisting savagely as he tries to withhold his own release. But then he starts to growl and grunt like the beast he is—like the beast I’ll never begrudge him being.

I rock with him, our rocking made slick with all the juices squirting out of me, my center pulsing and shimmering and my womb driving more and more ecstasy through me.

“Beg me to come in you,” he snarls, his words distorted with his animalistic lust. “In—your—cunt.”

“Come in my cunt,” I scream, bouncing, relishing. “Come in my tight fucking virgin cunt—”

“Arghhhhhh,” he roars, collapsing atop me, emptying his seed into me as my orgasm fizzles out, leaving me to collapse against him, both of us shaking with the after-tremors of our mutual release.

“Jesus Christ,” he groans, rolling aside and immediately pulling me to him.

I rest my head on his chest and drape my naked come-slick thigh over his body.

But then I flinch when I see it, spots of carmine over the sheets, a different shade to their crimson pallor.

The evidence of my virginity.

“Shh,” Markus murmurs, kissing the top of my head.

I glance up at him, giggling. “I didn’t say anything.”

“Yeah, but your thoughts were loud, Millie,” he smirks. “You never have to be ashamed with me. Never.”

“You know how freaky it is that you can basically read my mind, right?”

“Are you saying you don’t like it?”

“No,” I laugh.

He smirks and leans down, our lips finding each other in a hot rough brush of contact.

“How was I?” I can’t resist asking once we’ve broken it off.

He gazes at me for a few long moments. “Are you joking?” he finally says. “Or are you just fishing for compliments, eh? You were amazing, Millie. Downright fucking amazing. I knew our bodies would take over. I knew there was no reason for you to be nervous.”

“I’m a little shocked at myself, actually,” I whisper. “I didn’t think I’d be so … confident? I don’t know if that’s the word. But it’s like you said, once we started, it was like I couldn’t stop. You felt so freaking good inside of me, Markus.”

I glance away, blushing at my own words.

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