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His hands are shaking, his voice vibrating with need, but he’s still holding back.
He doesn’t want to hurt me. I don’t care about pain. I just need him inside me.Now.
I push, and he groans as the bulbous tip of his cock breaches me, dragging a needy moan from deep within me.
“Fuck, Everleigh.” His voice is barely comprehensible. “You’re so fucking sweet.”
His fingers spasm on my hips before he eases away and then tunnels into me with another rumbling growl. He’s moving slow. Too slow. I need him to slam home, need him to fuck me through this cushion and into the floor.
“Cian,” I whimper, trying to impale myself deeper onto him.
“Don’t want to hurt you,” he bites out.
I shake my head, my hair in my face making it impossible to see. I don’t care if it hurts. Maybe I even want it to hurt. If it puts out the fire in my core, I’ll take it any way I can get it. “Don’t care. Need you. Please. More.”
I have a split-second warning before Cian is driving into me, hard and deep. He bottoms out in me, our sweat-slick skin slapping together as he growls and grunts behind me.
I moan and thrash, fisting the cushion under me as he hammers into me. “Yes!”
As he thrusts into me, I become a creature of need. Nothing matters but this. Only this. I part my thighs as he grips my hips and holds me steady beneath him, his cock so thick and full my body stretches and strains around him.
He’s grunting as he thrusts into me, sometimes kissing my throat, sometimes nibbling my ear, and I bury my face in the cushions to silence my increasingly desperate moans.
My orgasm smashes into me. I choke out a gasp as my pussy tightens around his throbbing cock.
He groans thickly, stretches himself over me, and hammers himself home once more. His knot blooms, locking us together as he fills me with his cum.
It fills me up, cools the fire of need inside me.
Bliss. Utter, perfect bliss.
Cian kisses my throat, his hands stroking over my waist as he soothes me down from my climax.
I lose all sense of time. Minutes could pass. Or maybe an hour. I don’t know.
As his knot releases me and he lifts his weight from me, my breasts ache, and the burn starts up between my thighs once again. As my temperature rises, my belly clenches and I shift restlessly with my growing need. “Please. Please.”
Firm hands grasp my hips, stroke me briefly, and then urge me back up. Familiar fingers grip my chin to turn my head to the side. Rune is on his knees behind me, his legs slightly spread, so I’m practically sitting in his lap when he wraps a large arm around my middle and draws my body back to his.
“You don’t ever have to beg, cher,” he rasps.
I didn’t even see him move, but this is what I need. This is what I crave. Inhaling his potent alpha pheromones, I moan and rub myself on him as he gathers me into his lap.
The tip of his cock slips between my thighs, and I roll my hips to drive him inside me.
Rune cups my hip with one large hand and claims my lips in a kiss so hot I can almost forget the need driving me to impale myself on his cock.
He makes a rumbling sound in his throat, the vibration running through me as I moan, leaning in for more. This man knows how to make a kiss feel like he was eating me out.
Lifting me slightly, he brings me back down on him as he pumps his hips. I sigh as he pushes into me slowly, my body greedily grasping his.
He breaks the kiss to blow out a ragged breath. “Cher, you squeeze me so good.”
And then he’s moving me forward, one powerful arm still wrapped around my middle as he presses my forehead to the soft cushion and slides in even deeper. Rune stretches me in a way that makes my toes curl.
But when he uses one thigh to nudge my legs wider apart, I writhe against him, my fingers gripping the cushion as he grasps my hips and rides me into the cushion. Our skin slaps together, perspiration dotting our bodies as my slick coats every inch of his cock.
Fingers comb through my hair and gently lift. Kylian dips his head, claiming my lips in an urgent kiss. I grip his cock with my right hand, form a fist around it, and stroke.
