She shifted, crawled forward, putting that gorgeous ass of hers in the air.
He curled his body around hers.Sank into her.One hand gripped her hips.One hand flew around to press to her clit.
“Sensitive,” she whispered.“I feel so sensitive!”
“Fucking perfect.”He slammed into her.
She pushed back against him.
His mouth went to the curve of her shoulder.Pressed.Kissed.Bit.Marked.
His hips pistoned against her, thrusting frantically even as his fingers strummed her clit again and again.Ferocious need blasted through him.A consuming desire that he could not control.
“I will feel you come around me again.I want that.I need it.I love the way you feel when you come around my dick.Do it again.Squeeze me, sweets.”
She was moaning and arching, and she was so wet and warm and she was?—
Squeezing around my dick.Coming.Begging me to come for her.
She didn’t need to beg.
He thrust harder.As deep as he could go, and he erupted inside of her.A blasting release that tore a bellow from him even as he felt the pleasure pour through his entire body.A powerful orgasm that had his jaw clenching, his hips surging, his whole world fucking spinning too fast and realigning.
He came in her.The most powerful release he’d ever had, and she was squeezing his dick every moment with her tight, hot pussy.Still coming for him.Coming around him.
Taking him.
Claiming him.
Even as he claimed her.
Will never let you go now.Can’t…
His breath shuddered out.He thrust slowly.
She moaned.He pulled out…
Have to ditch the condom.He stalked away from the bed even as she collapsed against the mattress.He was still aware of the loud, fierce thundering in his ears.Aware that his body felt too tight and too hard.
Aware that hecraved.
He needed to be in her again.Feeling her come around me.Coming with her.
He returned to the bed.Reached into the nightstand once more.Atlas pulled out another condom and rolled it on his dick.
She rolled toward him.“Atlas?”
“I need you again.”Guttural.His entire focus had shifted to her.Maybe his entire focus had always been her.“Can you take me again?”Dammit, she had to be sore.He’d been slamming so deep into her.This had to be too much.He had to?—
Her legs parted.
He was on her.On the bed.Inher.Driving deep, and she wrapped her arms and legs around him.A feverish intensity consumed him.There was no holding back, no stopping.The bonds around him had broken.He felt feral as he drove into her again and again.
Need her pleasure.Have to give her pleasure.“Stay with me.”He needed her as lost to need and lust and release as he was.“Stay with me.” He didn’t want to lose her.Not now.Not ever.
Her legs rose.Her knees pressed against his hips.Her breath panted out.
He was beyond restraint.Plunging fiercely.Too lost to her.With her.In her.Unable to hold back.But…
