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“You can. Just don’t—”
He claimed my mouth with another fierce kiss. His fingers left me, replaced by something much larger.
My hands flew to his chest. Even as I kissed him, I pushed against him. He growled into my mouth and grabbed my knee, drawing it up to my side as he pressed into me.
I tore my mouth from his.
“Wait, I—”
He claimed my lips again as his fingers tightened on my throat. I tried wriggling away underneath him and pushed harder at his chest.
But I no longer wanted him to stop because of the condom.
I wasn’t even thinking of that anymore. Excitement and need clawed at me. I wanted to resist him while he carefully took what he wanted. So I pushed and clawed at his chest while he held me by the throat and slowly worked his massive length inside of me. It burned and stretched.
A few times, I stilled, and his hold eased. His kiss turned tender and coaxing, peppering over my face and nipping at my chin. As soon as I adjusted to the intrusion, I started pushing at him again, and the aggression I craved returned.
“My Andie,” Molev said when he was finally, achingly fully seated. “Do you like this?”
“Yes,” I breathed.
“Will you tell me if I hurt you?”
“Yes.”
He started to move at a slow and steady pace that stroked deep. He filled every inch of me and more. When I matched his rhythm, he began to move faster, angling his thrusts to hit that sweet spot inside.
I stopped pushing at him and wrapped my arms around his sides.
It only took seconds for me to find my first orgasm. He didn’t slow. Not long after, I felt the hot wash of his release inside of me. I didn’t pause to consider why that was a bad thing. I was too close to another orgasm.
He didn’t stop.
He wrang his required orgasms out of me, incrementally releasing in between until I was drenched and couldn’t move underneath him.
Light kisses peppered my face.
“You are everything to me, Andie. Everything.”
* * *
I wokewith a groan and a wince. My insides felt like they’d been rearranged by a sledgehammer. Or menstrual cramps. I curled up and felt a wet squish come from between my legs.
Worry set in. I hadn’t had my period in months, and when I had, it had been light.
Prying my eyes open, I looked around the room. I was still in the “sex house.” The ceiling light was off, but I could see.
“Molev?” I called.
Silence answered me.
Gingerly, I sat up and threw back the covers. Thankfully, I wasn’t hemorrhaging. At least, not blood. The copious amount of white coating my skin wasn’t much better.
“Shit,” I breathed, flopping back onto the sheets.
Rather than thinking about things I couldn’t control, I focused on what I could and got out of bed to wash up. Then I stripped the bed and washed everything. My neatly folded clothes and a note waited on the living room couch.
He saidyou could take today off. Personally, I think it’s because he doesn’t want you to see Cory. You absolutely should come to the field if you’re not crippled. He told me he didn’t stop until you passed out. He promised you still had a pulse and that he was really careful when he “took you forcefully the way you liked.” Gurl, we definitely need to have a long talk about that one. Anyway, he’s blabbing care instructions at me while I write what I want.
