Page 13 of Betrayal and Ruin


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“Fuck,” he grits out through his teeth. “Warm. Wet. So fucking tight.”

His words seem to unspool him further. I watch the man who I never saw coming, who was just supposed to be a means to an end for my own freedom, lose all his control and unravel right in front of me. It makes me feel powerful, even as he plows into me, owning me, fucking ruining me.

Sweat beads on his skin as he fucks me roughly, every thrust pulling a sound that’s a mixture of despair and pure fucking bliss out of me. The walls of my pussy start to flutter and I’m so close. So fucking close.

“Please, Declan,” I pant the words, barely getting them past my lips, “need to come.”

“You’re going to milk my cock so good when you come. Aren’t you,mo rós beag?” I shudder as my nails dig into his wrists, but he doesn’t flinch. “Your tight cunt is already begging me for my cum. Gonna fill you up so good and then roll you on top of me, never pulling out, plugging you full of my seed.”

I fucking detonate.

Is it his words? The promise in his eyes? The pleasure I can no longer contain doesn’t roll over me, it crashes into me and takes me the fuck out.

My pussy tightens to the point it’s almost painful. I thought I came hard earlier with Declan’s fingers inside of me, but that was fucking nothing.

My vision blurs and I feel tears slide over my skin. It’s not from pain. It’s from a pleasure so pure and so right I can’t contain it all inside of me.

A small, rational part of my brain is glad I’m on birth control. The larger part of me wants to push that rational part off the edge of a fucking cliff.

“Roisin,” Declan roars, his body going still has he stuffs his cock as deep inside of me as he can get.

I can feel every jet of his cum as he fills me. It has warmth blooming in the middle of my chest in a way I’ve never experienced before. It’s like coming home. It’s like being safe.

When his hands let go of my knees and he collapses over me, his forearms catching himself before he gives me all his weight, I welcome it. I wrap around him like a vine, wanting everything he’s giving me.

He murmurs words, promises, pleas, declarations while he kisses and licks at the salty tears on my skin. When he rolls us, I’m still impaled on his length. My entire body goes lax as I let exhaustion borne of years of not being seen pull me under.

I give into it because I know, even through the lies and the secrets, I’m safe.

CHAPTER 6

DECLAN

My dick is raw which is not a problem I’ve ever had before. Still, it does nothing to tame the fucking beast. I would give anything to be buried inside my woman right now. I’m not though.

After spending all day yesterday in a perfect bubble of Roisin and her body, she insisted she needed to go to her place and then go to work.

As far as I’m concerned, Sean and his schedule can fuck right off. From the look of defiance in my woman’s eyes, she wasn’t going to take me telling her she never has to work again because I would take care of her without a fight.

I haven’t gotten to where I am by being a stupid man. It wasn’t worth the fight, especially since I have a few men at The Irish Rose to keep an eye on my woman. If someone steps over the line, like if they decide to touch what isn’t theirs, they’ll find out the error of their ways very quickly.

No one is going to touch what’s mine.

It’s not like I didn’t have work to do, but I would have gladly put it off for another day if it meant I was still in bed with my woman. She does something to me. She’s a sorceress, and I’m more than willing to succumb to whatever spell she puts me under.

Why put up a fight when it’s exactly what I want to have happen?

I know there are things I don’t know, but it wasn’t all just sex while we spent time together. Well, it was mostly me filling her tight channel, but not the entire time. I also learned about the heart of my woman. I learned about her soul.

There are still things I don’t know. I should be worried about it. I should be suspicious.

I’m not.

I just don’t have room in my heart to feel anything but adoration when it comes to Roisin.

When my door swings open without the person on the other side knocking, I’m instantly on edge. Conor walks in, a twinge of panicked chaos surrounding him which has my gut churning. He’s the only person who could get away with barging into my office.

I’ll have to talk to him about that because if Roisin were here with me, I guarantee she’d be bent over my desk and stuffed full of my dick. I won’t let anyone see her like that.

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