“I saw the looks of all the men at our wedding.” Rhydian feeds me an inch slowly. “I knew what they were thinking. Wondering.”
“Rhydian,” I moan.
“They were envious of me. A monster. Because I get to have you like this. Soaking the sheets with your need for me. Begging for my cock, my come. Desperate for me to fuck you. To own you.” He’s only filled me halfway, and already I’m overwhelmed. “They could never satisfy you. Never guard your heart and body with the brutal force necessary to keep someone as perfect as you safe.”
I nod.
“Only you get to have me, Rhydian. No one else.”
“Say it again.”
“Rhydian—”
He withdraws partly, madness dancing in his eyes.
“Say. It. Again.”
“Only you! I belong to you, Rhydian. Give me your cock, your seed. I need it. Get me pregnant. Let them hear how well you fuck me.”
Rhydian thrusts into me, not stopping until I’m completely full of him. The stretch stills the air in my lungs. Bliss wraps around me as I bask in his dominant possession. He retreats only to slam back in again with more intensity. A broken moan falls from my mouth.
“Louder, Bloom.”
He pulls back until only his head remains inside me and then slides forward. His hips slap against my ass as I scream. I give myself over to his pounding rhythm. Gone is the lonely, shy male I met in his isolated cottage. In his place is my possessive lover who seeks to make me explode.
His crude words and harsh possession are things I crave. He is gentle with me in all aspects of our life, but in our bedroom I crave his rougher side. I want to be owned by him completely.
“Rhydian. It’s. So. Good.” My words are broken up by sobs of pleasure. “You fuck me so good.”
“Do you love my cock, Bloom? I know you do. Your little pussy grips me like a fist. Sucking me deeper. Greedy for my seed.”
“Yes. Greedy,” I whimper. “I need it all. I need you. Harder, my love. Please.”
I gasp as he withdraws from me completely.
Without wasting a moment, Rhydian expertly flips me on my stomach and delivers a smarting smack to my ass. I moan into the sheets and let the bite of pain fuel my pleasure. Hooking me under my hips, he lifts me onto my knees. Spearing into me from behind, I gasp at how deep he reaches from this position.
Glancing at him over my shoulder, the male I love transforms into the beast he claims to be.
He ruts into me from behind. Our bodies smack together in the beautiful symphony of our lovemaking. The ends of my hair get coiled around his fist as he snatches my head back. My breasts bounce with the force of his thrusts. The headboard slams against the wall as he fills me over and over again.
There is only us in this moment.
Pleasure wraps around me as my body races towards another climax. My heart pounds in my chest. The scent of fresh bread wafts in from the open window. Birds tweet peacefully in thedistance. All of those quiet sounds get droned out by the depravity happening in our bedroom.
Reaching beneath my hip, Rhydian finds my clit.
“Are you close, Bloom?”
“Y—yes,yes,” I slur. “Need you. To come. With me.”
Words are hard when my body is absorbing so much pleasure.
If I had known this feeling existed, I would’ve set off intothe Woodsto find Rhydian long ago. We have years of wasted time to make up for.
Rhydian licks up my spine until I feel his lips at my ear.
“This time will do the trick. You’ll be walking around, rosy and gorgeous, with my child inside you. More beautiful than anyone has the right to be. I’ll keep you pregnant for the next ten years if you let me.”
