“God, you’re fucking delicious.” His mouth crashes into mine, swallowing my cries of pleasure as he pummels me like he can’t get deep enough. I swear I can feel the long, thick, pulsing veins along his length with every stroke, and they push me into overdrive as my body reaches for that climax once more.
“God, Law, too good. Hurts.” Clamping my teeth onto his neck, my body shatters painfully before turning to blessed euphoria. I feel him follow me over with each spurt of cum that lands deep inside my channel, warming me from the inside out.
We’re insatiable, taking a few minutes to rinse off and catch our breath before he carries me to bed, and we start over again. All night long, until eventually passing out from exhaustion.
We do make it to Val’s house, but with only a minute to spare before the parade starts. We get knowing looks as I sit in Law’s lap, my body still abuzz with the effects of the numerous orgasms he gave me through the night.
I’m unsure how I got so lucky as to have this man, but boy, am I pleased to call him mine.
CHAPTER 10
Law
Holidays with a family are different than what I recall. Here, there is love, laughter, so much food—and these women can pack it away—and an easy camaraderie between the guys. War is the only person I’ve spent a holiday with in the last two decades, and he seems just as stunned over how seamlessly we fit in here.
It helps that he hasn’t taken his eyes off Christmas since she walked past him, grumbling about a ruined pie. With not a single glance from her in his direction, either. They’ve spoken maybe three words to each other because she’s been so busy making sure everything is perfect, and while War has happily moved and carried everything she has tried to pick up, I still can’t get a read off her. She holds her cards close to her chest.
“Soooo, what did you think?” Autumn flounces into my lap on the sofa, arms around my neck, and fingers in my hair. She’s a toucher, and I fucking love it.
“I think this is going to take some getting used to.” I smile to lessen the reality, but she doesn’t seem bothered.
“Honestly, we’ve never done it like this before. It was always at Winter’s house because she has the biggest kitchen, and it was just us girls. Roman really came through for us, I think.” Autumn pays attention to the way her brother-in-law watches her younger sister, and there’s nothing but love on her face. “He really loves her.”
Nuzzling my face into her neck, she smells like vanilla sugar. I flick out my tongue for a taste, and Autumn sighs and sinks into me further. “From the day I met them, I had no doubt about his devotion to Valentine. That man is obsessed.”
“Like you?” she teases, her voice low for my ears only. “Because I’d say you give him a run for his money, and he has a lot of it.”
“Yeah, darling, like me.” Rubbing a hand up her bare thigh and under her loose skirt, Autumn opens her legs for me. My fingers brush against her pussy—no fucking panties. “Woman, are you trying to kill me here?”
Her sweet laughter brightens her face. “No, hot stuff, I’m trying to convince you to take me home and ravage me. It’s been far too long since I’ve felt you inside me.”
That’s all it takes.
Abruptly, I get to my feet, haul my woman over my shoulders, and give everyone a hearty wave as we pass. “Had a great day, everyone. Thanks for having us, but we’ve got to go.”
“Bye, love you!” Autumn says, pushing against my ass to be able to wave to everyone. Laughter and cheering follow us out. It’s not a shock as to why I want to get her home. This sweet little siren is begging for a good, hard, deep dicking, and I intend to give it to her.
As we shove through the apartment door, my dress shirt has been ripped open by the vixen in my arms. I’m fairly certain a hickey marks my throat, and my dick is damn near punching a hole through my jeans.
Slamming the door shut, I spin and pin her to it. With a flip of the lock, I free the beast pounding for entrance to her heated pussy. My love and obsession for this woman is something I’ve never experienced, and I’ll do anything to keep it this way.
“Scream for me, darling, scream fucking loud,” I growl into her ear, nipping at her throat and slamming into her tight heat with a brutal force I’ve never used on her.
“Oh fuck!” she wails, and her pussy gushes on my aching dick while I’m bottomed out. “Do it again,” she pants, head thrown back, eyes closed, and nails clawing into my nape. “Please, harder.”
Fucking love when she begs.
With a bruising grip on her hips, I nibble along her throat, moving on to her plump tits until locating her peaked nipple through her clothes. Biting down, my hips drag out slowly and thrust back in. Her begging and chanting are all I hear as blood rushes forcefully through my veins with the weight of my need for her.
We stay locked like this for what feels like hours—me pounding her into the door, her cries echoing throughout the apartment, begging and pleading for more. I can’t stop fucking her. She comes, and I follow right after, but still, my dick stays raging hard with the hunger to release inside of her until we know she’s knocked up.
Her body shakes, tears stream down her face, and I have to stop to catch my breath, but it doesn’t take long until we move on to the bedroom. Stripping our clothes away as we go.
“Your cunt is fucking addicting, darling.”
She arches and cries out for me as I bite her nipples, then pick her up and spin so we fall back with her on top. Autumn eagerly slides down my engorged shaft, taking me all the way in, even when it hurts. “So big, so deep. God, it hurts.” But she doesn’t stop working her hips up and down, back and forth, side to side. No, she rides me like a damn expert.
“Fuck, Autumn, you’re killing me,” I groan as my body strains to plunge deeper still.
