“Are you going to take all of me, Vi?”
She swallows as I slide the head of my shaft against her wet pussy and I can tell there’s some apprehension there.
“Will it hurt?” she asks, and I smirk.
“No, baby, it was made for you,” I say, thrusting deep inside of her.
She moans loudly, her nails digging into my shoulder and scalp as I slide in and out of her, letting my knot press against her entrance, but not giving it to her yet.
I lick and suck on the skin on the side of her neck, feeling eager and impatient about giving her my mark, about giving her everything.
“Are you going to take my knot, little witch? Are you going to take it all?” I ask her.
“Fuck. Yes,” she says, her body banging against the door with each thrust. My fingers dig into the soft flesh of her ass, the tips of my fingers feeling the way her tight hole shifts every time I fuck her.
I want her there at some point, too.
“Where do you want me to mark you?” I ask her, hoping and praying she lets me put it on her neck, where everyone can see.
I need everyone to know that she’s mine.
She tilts her head to the side, showing off the pink marks from the way I’ve been sucking on her throat, and I groan, fucking her harder.
Her mouth parts on a moan, and I quickly silence it with my own mouth. Nothing else exists right now. We have no problems, nothing to work through.
Right now it’s me and Violet and the rest of the world doesn’t matter. At this moment, I feel more peace than I have in my entire life. I’m consumed with her scent, the way her skin is pressed against mine, and the delicious way her cunt grips my length.
This is the most transformative moment of my life and I haven’t even claimed her yet.
Chapter 37
Silas holds me against the door like I weigh nothing. His strong hands gripping my ass as he fills me completely, whispering sweet promises in my ear.
I didn’t come here with this intention, or maybe I did. Maybe I needed to be reassured that Silas is all in, that he wants me to be his mate, that he wants me to be everything.
Was it reckless? Undoubtedly.
But with Silas’ strong hands on me, I can’t even think about my stupid actions. All I can think about is how good I feel right now.
My necklace bounces between my breasts as Silas pushes into me harder, kissing and sucking the side of my neck. My heart rate is out of control as I wait for what’s coming. Not just his mark, but his knot.
His grip on my ass tightens, his fingers grazing my back entrance, making me moan.
“You’re making a mess on me, mate,” he says, licking up the side of my throat and his teeth grazing my ear. “Are you going to take my knot like a good little witch?” he asks.
“Yes,” I pant out as he slows his thrusts.
“Perfect. Made for me,” he says as his amber gaze meets mine.
I can already feel the stretch as the larger base of his cock presses into me. The whimper that falls through my lips is involuntary, but his eyes glow with the sound.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck,” he says, as his gaze glances down, his gaze completely focused on where my pussy is swallowing his knot.
I press my head against the door, letting myself take in the foreign feel of the stretch. There’s a slight amount of pressure tinged with pain, but it slowly starts to dissolve into pleasure.
His thighs begin to shake and he curses, tugging me away from the door, carrying me like I have a feather light spell on me as he slowly sits on the massive, worn leather chair. My knees are pressed into the sides of the armrests as I shift against his cock.
Silas grabs my face as I balance my weight on my legs, and he kisses me fervently. Those same butterflies that happen every time he kisses me flap wildly in my stomach again.
