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“Shit!” My head flew up to check on Samantha, worried that I might have seriously hurt her.
She winced, then blinked a couple of times, staring at me as if she wasn’t quite sure what to do next.
“Are you okay?”
She nodded. “I think so. I mean it hurt, but only for a second.”
Relieved, I kissed her softly, then asked, “How do you feel now?”
“Full. Stretched…” She trailed off, and I raised an eyebrow, silently demanding she finish her thought. “I feel…whole. Complete.”
I dropped my head into the valley between her breasts and groaned. “Don’t say shit like that to me right now, Samantha. I’m barely hanging on.”
“So let go,” she murmured, smiling sweetly before she shifted her hips and took me a little deeper.
Her words broke the dam, and the need and passion I’d been keeping at bay flooded my mind and body. I gripped her hips, trying and failing to keep it light. She would have bruises tomorrow, but the idea of seeing my brand on her filled me with satisfaction.
I withdrew and drove back in, groaning when her pussy squeezed me so tight that if she hadn’t been drenched, I might not have been able to pull back. My hips moved rhythmically, pounding in and out, driving us closer to our peak.
“That’s it, baby doll,” I rasped. “Oh fuck yeah.” I grunted as my movements turned wilder as I fucked Samantha harder, rutting in her pussy like a man possessed. Or an animal in heat, determined to breed his female.
“Yes! Noah! Oh! Oh yes!” Samantha cried out and rocked upward to meet every thrust.
A tingling started at the base of my spine, and every time I bottomed out, bumping her cervix, I nearly blew my load.
The bed squeaked and banged against the wall, probably leaving a dent, but who the fuck cared?
“I need you to come, Samantha,” I told her gruffly. “I can’t wait much longer, and I want your pussy milking my cock, and taking every drop of what I have to give you. I’m gonna put my baby inside you on the first try.”
“Yes! Yes!” Samantha chanted, her body beginning to quiver as her orgasm loomed over her.
“Now, baby doll,” I ordered as I slipped a hand between us and furiously rubbed her clit.
She tensed for a beat, then screamed my name at the top of her lungs with her body violently shuddering from the climax that hit her.
“Oh, fuck! Fuck! Fuuuuuck!” I planted myself as deep as I could go and exploded. My come burst from my cock, and I sealed my pelvis to hers so that nothing would escape. But I kept rocking against her, prolonging her orgasm to make sure my boys got where they needed to go.
Once I was empty—but still hard—I kissed each of her nipples before shifting up to my knees. I settled her hips in just the right position on the pillow, then slowly pulled out. Her pussy still had a vise-like hold on my dick, squeezing a little more come from me as my shaft dragged along her walls.
I didn’t think anything was left until I saw the pink tinge to the cream coating my cock. Something primal filled me, making me want to beat my chest like a fucking caveman, and my cock erupted with another blast of baby gravy. “Fuck,” I grunted. I was feeling a little light-headed.
But my eyes stayed glued to my shiny cock and possession built inside me, more than ever before. “Mine,” I muttered as I ran my index finger through the juices, leaving it shiny and smeared with pink. I’d taken my girl’s cherry, filled her with my come, and she was wearing my ring.
I pulled out completely and pushed anything that escaped back inside her, then closed her thighs. “I’ll be right back, baby doll. Don’t move.”
She nodded, and I climbed off the bed before stalking to the master bath. I ran a washcloth under warm water, but when I went to clean myself up, I hesitated. I loved seeing our combined essence all over my member, with the smear of blood that meant I’d laid claim to Samantha.
Shaking my head to clear it, I told myself to stop being such an obsessed motherfucker and take care of my girl. I quickly cleaned up, wet a fresh cloth, and took it back to the bed. I stood at the end and gently pushed her legs apart, then bent to get a good look at her center. “I shouldn’t have taken you so hard,” I grumbled. “You’re red and raw, you’ll definitely be sore tomorrow.”
“Worth it,” Samantha sighed, making me smile.
“Still,” I continued as I used the damp fabric to clean her up. “I need to get you in the bath.” My smile turned wicked. “Then we’ll have just enough time for me to stuff you full of come once more before our daughter comes home.”
