Page 49 of Ryder’s Storm

Her words sent a jolt through his body. “Hard?”

“Yes. I need it,” she murmured. “Fuck me as hard as you can. And even once I come, don’t stop. Just keep fucking me for as long as you can.”

Ryder couldn’t believe he heard right, but there was no doubt about it. Scarlet wanted him to take her hard even though this was her first time with two cocks inside her. How had he gotten so lucky?

“Do it!” she demanded.

He withdrew from her sheaths until only the two bulbous heads were still inside her, before he thrust back into her. A moan ripped from her lips and bounced off the walls of his bedroom. He gripped her hips tightly, making sure his thrusts didn’t catapult her against the headboard, while he continued standing behind her, his feet firmly planted on the floor, his hips thrusting back and forth.

The feeling of both his cocks plunging into Scarlet’s body, making her moan and writhe with each movement, was intoxicating. Every time he thrust forward, Scarlet pushed her ass back toward him, doubling the impact of their bodies slamming together. He tried to restrain himself from using too much force, worried about hurting her, but in light of Scarlet’s own actions, he was unable to hold back. He was fucking her harder than he’d ever fucked any vampire female, and he did it with two cocks. Yet Scarlet showed no signs of pain or discomfort, but continued demanding he plunge his twin erections into her with full force.

Beneath him, Scarlet suddenly shuddered, and he felt the ripples of her orgasm race through her body, her muscles spasming around his cocks. The sensation nearly robbed him of his self-control, but he wasn’t going to disappoint Scarlet, and continued thrusting into her. His hard-ons complied with Scarlet’s wish as if they knew what she wanted and needed. As if she commanded them. He didn’t question it, didn’t fight against it. Instead, he worked his hips, and allowed the two beasts inside him to take over.

The satyr in him relished the knowledge that his future mate welcomed his second cock wholeheartedly without inhibition or reservation. By taking her like this, his second cock deep inside her, the satyr claimed what was his, even if Scarlet didn’t know it yet. But her body did. Her body knew that it belonged to him now. The way she welcomed him, the way she offered herself to him was how a satyr’s mate reacted instinctively to her mate’s lovemaking.

Ryder looked down to where his cocks plunged into Scarlet’s beautiful body, when he felt her body spasm again. She was climaxing again.

“Fuck, baby! That feels so good.” The ripples her orgasm sent through her body and engulfed his cocks made his heart skip a beat.

“More,” she cried out. “Ryder, please, take me…”

“You’re mine now,” he vowed. “I’m never gonna let another man touch you.” The possessiveness that took hold of him was new to him. But it felt right.

“Only you,” she murmured, moaning again.

“You like to be fucked liked that, don’t you?”

“Yes!”

“Tell me you love my cock in your ass,” he demanded.

“I love it.”

“Say it.”

“I love your cock in my ass and the other one in my pussy.”

Ryder continued thrusting hard and fast. Hearing her words sent his arousal into the stratosphere. He’d never been one for talking dirty during sex, but he needed to hear Scarlet affirming that she loved the way he fucked her. Everything male in him needed to hear her submitting to him in every way.

“Tell me, are you ever gonna let another man fuck you?”

“No!”

“Good! Cause I’ll never allow it. From now on, I’m the only one who gets to give you this pleasure, the only one who’ll make you come.”

“Yes, you’ll be the only one…” Her breath came in ragged pants now, her body perspiring, her pulse racing.

“Then say it, say what I want to hear. Say that you’re mine.” He abruptly stilled, his cocks halfway outside her body.

“I’m yours.”

The last word had barely rolled over her lips, when he thrust back into her and let go of the leash with which he’d held himself in check. Two more thrusts, and he felt Scarlet orgasm a third time. This time, her climax ignited his cocks, and hot semen shot through them and exploded from their tips. His orgasm was so intense that he thought he’d expire right there. His knees buckled, and he collapsed on her. In the last moment, he braced himself and rolled them sideways on the bed, so they lay on their sides, spooning, his cocks still inside her.

He wrapped his arm around her, tucking her close to his chest, exhaling sharply. “Scarlet, baby, I’ve never felt like this. Never before.”

“Not with any of the women you had before me?”

“I’ve never taken a woman like I took you. Never with my two cocks. This was a first for me too.” And he was glad for it, glad for the fact that a satyr received his second cock only when he’d met his mate. Because the way they’d made love, the intimacy they were sharing was only meant for a couple destined to mate.