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I take his shaft in two hands and begin stroking him, sucking in a breath at his extreme reaction. A bellow is trapped between his teeth. His arms almost go slack, sending him falling back on the bed, but he catches himself at the last minute, seeming determined to keep his view of me. His legs spread wider and begin to shake—all of this from one stroke. When I trail my tongue up the side of his arousal, he lets out an agonized moan, reaching down to twist his balls in a roughfist.
“You’re going to empty me, princess,” he rasps. “Goeasy.”
“I’m only licking.” My loins flood with heat at the evidence of my power over this man. He might be a veritable giant, but one flick of my tongue can turn him into a shuddering mess. Moisture pools between my thighs, excitement buzzes in my blood. I tilt my hips back, giving Carver a nice view of my upturned bottom, well aware that the shorts only cover half of my cheeks. Looking up at him with an innocent expression, I circle the tip of his erection with my tongue. “Is this another new way to tickle, myking?”
Carver’s head falls back, his throat muscles prominent. “Christ. OhChrist.I might come just from having you look at me likethat.”
I suck his swollen, salty head into my mouth, humming in satisfaction as his fists pound the bed. “Likewhat?”
“Like we’ve got a very bad secret,” he pants, his hips rolling toward my mouth. “It’s more than that, though. You’re looking at me like I’m your man. And you know I won’t fuck up again and trap you beneath me. No matter how badly you torture my cock, I’ll stay strong and keep my princesshappy.”
A riot starts in the center of my chest, my pulse galloping in my limbs. This man gets me. He’s right about me trusting him, too. I don’t know how it happened so fast. Maybe it’s the way he proved how fast he could listen and adapt to my needs. Or maybe it’s what he’s been through. Whatever the cause, my heart knows it’s right. “Who says I won’t let you trap me?” Relaxing my throat, I slide my lips halfway down his length, choking despite my preparation. It’s worth the discomfort, though, when his lower half jerks off the bed, his giant hands ripping at the sheets. With a lick at the milky substance beading on his tip, I murmur, “Would you like to use your big body to hold down my smallerone?”
“Yes,” he pushes out between clenched teeth. “Yes, princess.Please.”
I give him a final hard suck, taking as much of him as possible, before using his thighs to climb to my feet. “Let’s see how bad you wantit.”
Carver watches with lust-crazed eyes as I walk past him, snapping my hips side to side, reveling over the feel of his hot gaze on my backside. I move two of the hospital beds across the floor until there’s a total of three lying side to side. We now have a king-sized bed’s worth of space—still not enough for Carver, but better than a single bed by a mile. I circle back around to him and stand between his outstretched legs, stripping off my shirt and scratching my nails along his brawny shoulders. “Show me how you’d take me,” I whisper against his mouth. “I want to stand here and see how it’ll lookfirst.”
His eyes are glazed and fastened on my breasts. Those heavy lids droop even more at my request and he wets his lips. “You want to watch me rut like ananimal?”
“Yes,” I breathe, my body flushing from head to toe. “And then I want you to rut your little princess likeone.”
With his pupils dilated he appears almost hypnotized by me, but he takes one final longing glance at my bare breasts and turns over on the bed, lying on his stomach. His knees plant on the mattress, lifting his hips to accommodate the enormous flesh between his thighs. His corded forearms support his upper half, the position sending muscles roaming across his back. And then he starts to fuck the bed, treating me to the most spectacular view of the century. A view of his flexing ass and thighs. His damaged back ripples with every movement, grunts tearing from histhroat.
“Oh. Oh my goodness,” I breathe, my fingers sneaking down the front of my shorts to graze my underwear before slipping inside. “Carver, don’t stop. You’re…sohot.”
His movements grow uneven at my words, but then he keeps going, his hips pumping against the bed harder than before. Is this incredible man really indulging my every thought and fantasy? Yes. And looking incredible while doing it. The harder he humps the mattress, the more his thighs slide apart, showing off his tight pair of ruddy balls, the up and back swing of them as he punches his hipsforward.
“Lainey,” he growls, looking back at me over his shoulder. “I hear your fingers slipping through your pretty cunt. It’s making mehurt.”
“You want it foryourself?”
“Yes.Yes.” Coming to a kneel on the bed, I reach between his legs to cup his heavy testicles, whimpering when he grinds down, trapping my hand between him and the mattress, fucking it with harsh pants. “Give me that taunting pussy. It has been bad. Very bad.Give it. Going to suck your little nipples while I fuck your hole again and again and again.It’smine.”
I’m burning up with an incurable fever, slickness sliding down the insides of my thighs. My breasts are full and aching, and I need, I need. Is that desperate, whining sound coming from me? “Yes, I’m yours,” I say in a rush. “You can have menow—”
“Mine.” Like a predator who has been waiting for the right moment to capture his prey, Carver’s muscled arm shoots out, taking hold of me and dragging my body beneath his sweating, male bulk. My power is stripped immediately. Anyone’s would be with this man above them, his obsession radiating from every inch of his body. His erection juts out, crude and pulsing between us….and my thighs spread of their own volition. I’m claimed. I’ve already been claimed by this man, I trust him and I’m his source ofrelease.
My shorts are ripped straight down the middle with a slash of his hand, my panties meeting the same fate. Teeth bared, shoulders flexed, he doesn’t even need to guide himself to my entrance. One savage drive of his hips and he’s buried to the root, his mouth swooping down to swallow my startled scream. Then down to my nipples to suck each of them with hollow cheeks before returning to my mouth. My feminine flesh begins to spasm in reaction to his invasion, my hand slapping at his face and shoulders without being commanded by mybrain.
“Carver,” I wail against his lips, writhing to escape the soreness. “Carver.”
“You’re going to feel like a virgin every damn time, aren’t you?” He punctuates his next words with tight thrusts. “Like abratty…little…unfucked…girl. Just waiting like a good princess in her bedroom for that kingcock.”
There’s a sweep of pleasure through my middle, centering where our bodies join. Some of the discomfort subsides, leading to a sensation of being full. Pinned. I don’t realize my eyes have been closed until I open them, finding Carver’s expression slack with bliss, hunger. Seeing how good I’m making him feel eases a little more of the pain, more and more until it’sgone.
“Y-yes.” I arch my back, sending him a coy glance from the veil of my eyelashes. “Tickle me,daddy.”
I didn’t plan on addressing him by that title, but the use of it makes me wet enough to handle the full power of him. Makes him fall on me like a slavering beast, his hips attacking me in a blur. That huge part of him parts my flesh, stretching me again and again, the smacks of his balls and grunts filling the room. “You’re going to get daddy’s come good and deep, princess. This is what you get for taunting me. You get a seed planted in your flat, youngbelly.”
I’m beginning to tighten up low—so low—in my stomach, my legs trembling with the climax he’s giving me. I can’t stay still. Excitement collides with anxious need inside me, blood pounding in my ears, my fingernails buried in Carver’s wide, rippling back. There’s a spark of danger and mischief left inside me, though, because I’m still hungry to exercise a little control over my giant. The control I only recently discovered with him, because he understood my need for it. “Don’t finish. Notyet.”
He drops his head, releasing a wounded roar into the crook of my neck. After one more shuddering pump, though, he does stop, poised above me with a face contorted in pain. “You test my limits,” he slurs, sweat dripping down his forehead. “You test mysanity.”
“One thrust only,” I murmur, drawing my knees up to my shoulders. “One and stop again. Like you know you shouldn’t be inside me, daddy, but you couldn’t help a littletaste.”
Eyes wild, he claps a hand over my mouth and delivers a bone-rattling pump, going deeper than ever before. I let loose a strangled whimper into his palm, watching him over the top of his hand with pouty eyes. Veins bulge from his neck and temples, his breath rasping in and out. “Please. Please, princess. If I don’t finish off in this sweet cunt, the madness is going to setin.”
