Three and a half.
Three.
Two and a?—
“Green,” she breathed.
I rammed inside her.
No warning. No teasing. No playing.
We didn’t need it. The entire night had been foreplay that bordered on edging.
“Oh, god,” she screamed, her hands fisting the comforter.
I pulled back until I rested at her opening and shoved back in.
“So fucking wet,” I grunted. “Desperate for my cock, aren’t you, baby?”
“Fuck. Off,” she said in time with my thrusts.
I laughed, licking the strained cord of her neck before biting, drawing another sharp, intoxicating cry.
I bit, sucked, and kissed from one side to the other as I rutted against her, giving into the beast thundering in my chest to take her—to ruin her.
“More,” I groaned. Thrusting a hand into her hair, yanking her head back, I used the other arm around her waist and hoisted her up onto all fours at the edge of the bed. “I need more.”
“Yes,” she sighed, the new position taking me deeper.
“Look at you taking my cock.” I turned her head to the mirror above my dresser. Her tits swayed to the rhythmic slapping of my skin hitting hers. “So fucking good. And that ass…” I reeled back, smacking the firm flesh, needing to mark her.
She moaned, and I did it again, and again, varying my strikes until her entire bottom glowed a stunning shade of red. I staredbetween the two rosy globes, watching my cock thrusting in and out of her, covered in her cum.
“Oh, fuck,” I rasped. The view stole my breath and scattered all rational thought—explaining the words that fell unbidden from my lips, desperate and unguarded. “If I ever craved anything, it’d be the sight of me sliding in and out of your tight cunt.”
“I want to see…please, Lucian.”
I’d hoped she hadn’t caught my unwilling confession—but the way she begged, so achingly beautiful, left no room for regret. I flipped her to her back and gripped her thighs, yanking her back to the edge of the bed. Her golden eyes flared with heat, loving my roughness. Before sliding back home, I ripped off my shirt, needing to feel her skin pressed to mine.
“Watch me,” I commanded, lining myself up with her opening.
She rose on her elbows, obeying.
“Hold yourself open for me.”
A husky whine slipped free as her hand slid between her legs, parting the swollen lips of her pussy.
“Such a good girl,” I praised, dropping my thumb to her clit. She cried out, her head falling back, and I spanked her core in reprimand. “I said, watch me. No matter what.”
Her lips caught between her teeth, brows knitting as she focused. She jerked, sucking in a sharp gasp when I pressed my thumb to her clit, but didn’t look away as I slid inside, inch by inch.
“Oh, god. Oh, god, ohgodohdogohgod.”
“That’s it, baby. Take all of me. Let me inside your pretty little pussy. Let me stretch you wide and fuck you hard.”
“Yes,” she breathed. “Yes. Please.”
I pulled out, resting the head of my cock at her entrance, and thrust in hard, making her tits bounce. “Yes, what?”
