“Oh god.” Her wrists jerked in his grip as he shifted inside her, aroused to the point of aching. “Cal,please. It hurts.”
He forced himself to pause. If he were younger, he might not have been able to. Even as it was, the strain of his control was evident in how tautly he needed to hold himself over her as he looked into her eyes, like a beast poised over its kill. “Relax for me.”
“Please.”
“Shh.” He pulled out and felt the staticky burst of friction ripple down his chest as his flesh pulled from hers. With a growl, he cocked his hips and filled her again, as deeply as he was able. He felt the stretch, the exquisite grasp of flesh tightly gripping flesh, and then resistance when he could go no further. A flash of startled pain in her eyes as she set her teeth against the onslaught of his passion spurred him on, the need to make her work for it instinctive.
It had been a long time since he’d been with someone so inexperienced. She was stiff beneath him, but there was a skittish tension coiled beneath her skin as if the sensations he inspired were simply too much to bear. Watching her closely, he canted his hips and entered her from a different angle. Grazing her clit in a long, smooth stroke that made her cry out as if wounded.
He gave another experimental deep thrust, bowing her back against the cushions, and her jaw tightened as he caressed her beautiful face. “Poor little sparrow. It only hurts because I want you so much.”
He kissed her cheek, letting his fingers tangle briefly in her hair as he gave her a caress she leaned into—what a good girl—yielding beneath him with a surrender he felt everywhere.
She tried to match his pace but the brocade was slippery, throwing her off, and she did not have his endurance. Every time she neared the edge of the settee, he nudged her back into place.
“I want my hands,” she said abruptly. “Please. I feel like I’m being—forced.”
Cal paused. “Call me Daddy,” he told her impulsively. “And I’ll let you go.”
“W-what? No!”
“Yes.” Now that he’d spoken his desires aloud, he was even more insistent. From the moment he’d met her, he had sensed in her a sweetness, a need to be tamed. She wanted control, and she wanted it from him, and she wanted it couched in a cruelty that left her tender but possessed. “Say it just like that. With that sharp little quiver of outrage.”
“Cal,no.”
“Then it sounds to me,” he panted, “. . . like maybe youwantforce.”
Her breathing faltered and he felt her twitch around the sensitive head of his cock.
You like it. You need this. So give it to me.
“Daddy?” she said it slowly, testing the word.
“Mmm.”
“D-daddy,please. Let me go.”
That fucking stammer. “Again. Tell me what you think ofthis.” He punctuated his words with another thrust that made her cry out again.
“Y-you’re scaring me, Daddy. And it h-hurts.”
“But you like it.”
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed. “Yes.”
“Yes.”
Cal reached between them. She was drenched, pre-come smeared along her inner thighs and dripping from where they were joined. He was coated with her. Beneath his fingers, she was as smooth and wet as polished sea glass, and he wanted to fucking bury himself in her alive.
“Fuckyes,” he said. “You feel . . . so good. Soft, and sweet, andgood. I’m going to have you coming all over my cock.”
Nadine shuddered as he filled her; she took all of him, letting him breed her deep like the sweet little sparrow bride she would very soon be.Daddy’s little sparrow. Her nails scored his broad shoulders, the pain bracing. Invigorating. He pumped harder, a cry of his own escaping him as he continued to spill against her walls with each aching pulse.
Soon I’ll be breeding you like this every night . . .when I make you my wife.The thought pushed him over, into the realm of the pleasure-blind.I will be your husband, your lover, your raven—and you, my darling, will be a finely-bred sparrow indeed when I fuck you pregnant with our first child.
Eyes unseeing, he sank his teeth into her throat until she yelped. He would take care of her—them, he corrected himself feverishly. Her and their brood.
She would bear his mark, his ring, and his children.
