“The only reason you’ll open your mouth now is to either moan or scream my name as I fuck you the way I want to, you hear me, Zaira?”
I was breathing so hard it should be concerning. “Gallan, we…” I stopped when he bent and began trailing sound kisses on my jaw, neck, and my throat. “Gallan…”
“Mm…” He bit down on the skin below my ear. “I’m so fucking hard right now,” he growled.
“Gallan…”
He pulled his hands away from my hair and moved back. He then got off the bed, took off his underwear, and gave me a once-over before saying, “Spread your legs wide so that I can see just how wet and eager you are for me, Zaira.”
I inhaled sharply at his command, and then parted my legs for him. The cold air from my bedroom air conditioner hit my pussy, making me part my lips in a silent cry.
Don’t do it, a voice in my head said.Don’t give into temptation so easily.
But it was so hard not to do what Gallan asked me to. My compliancy towards him was one of the reasons why it was so hard for me to pull back from him.
He gripped at me with a hold so vise-like that I would splinter to pieces if I were to pull away.
But wasn’t I already broken from having pushed him away after the incident?
If only things weren’t so damn complicated in my head.
Gallan’s eyes all but gleamed against the sunlight pouring in through the window in my room. “Lift your hoodie and pinch your nipples.”
I quickly reached for the hem of my pink hoodie, and pulled it up enough to reveal my breasts. With my eyes on Gallan, I dragged my fingers over my peaked nipples and pinched them. “Fuck!” My hips arched, and goosebumps erupted throughout my body at the temporary pain.
Gallan smirked, fisted his cock, and started working it in long strokes. “Put your hand on your cunt and give yourself a taste.” With his free hand, he cupped and pulled at his balls.
My cheeks heated at his use of the word cunt. He’d never said it before, and something about the way it fell from his lips felt madly arousing to me.
The beads of precum on his crown made me lick my lips, and as he continued to stroke his cock, I brought a hand between my legs and rubbed two fingers over my wetness before bringing them to my mouth and sucking on them.
Gallan hissed. He let go of his cock and climbed on the bed. “Hands over your head, come on.” He settled between my thighs and hovered over me.
I lifted my arms, and cried out when he took my left nipple in his mouth.
He grinned and gave me a chaste kiss. “You’re mine, baby,” he whispered. He grabbed himself and rubbed his crown over my clit. “You know you’re mine.” His hips moved forward, and he pushed into me in a single thrust.
I moaned and wrapped my legs around his waist. He linked his hands with mine, and with a heat in his eyes that almost undid me, he began fucking me in short and rough thrusts.
My eyelids turned heavy as the feel of him stretching me intensified. I accepted the initial burn, and took him in as much as I could.
My breaths hitched each time he pushed into me, and as the sound of our skin slapping paired itself with his occasional grunts and my constant moans, I honestly forgot where I finished and he began.
“You hear your pulse dancing under your skin, Zaira?” he asked as he pulled, and then thrust back into me. “That’smine.” He tugged my bottom lip between his teeth and placed his forehead against mine. “Your breaths and your blinks – those are mine. Every inch of your skin, every thought in your head – they are mine, too.” He kissed me so hard that my vision turned spotty. “Your lips are mine to taste, to maul. Your moans are mine to give. Your pussy is mine to fuck, to claim. Your dreams are mine to mold. And Zaira?”
I swallowed as I stared into his eyes. “What?”
His thrusts turned deep and slow, which drove me insane. “Every single chamber of your wildly beating heart is mine to have, mine to own,” he said, and God was that enough to make me come undone.
I squeezed Gallan’s hands, threw my head back, and screamed his name as I came all over his cock.
He groaned, and took my mouth in a burning kiss as he released inside me.
“Fuck, that was perfect.” He let go of my hands and settled his face into the crook of my neck.
As I finally came down from the impossible high he’d taken me to, I realized what I’d done.
What I’dletmyself do.
