19. Melly

19

MELLY

" T ell me if it hurts, if I'm too much," he growled behind me.

My mind was already spinning with pleasure. I'd almost come just from his first thrust. He was big, yes, but he felt amazing. "More."

I gripped the blankets and he started to move, pulling all the way out before pushing in hard again. My eyes pretty much rolled back in my head, and my moans kept bursting out with each of his slow, heady thrusts.

"Too much?" he snarled.

I peeked over my shoulder, finding his muscles tight, his face taut with pleasure. He wanted to let go. I could tell. But he was taking this as carefully as he could to keep from hurting me.

If I wasn't half in love with him already, this would push me over the edge.

Most guys would've given into their own desire already. What I might get out of it would come second if my needs occurred to them at all .

"You can go faster, push harder," I snarled into the blankets.

He snorted. Laughing? I hoped not crying. "I'm going fast enough."

"Actually, you're not. Faster!"

His pace slowed to a delicious thrust that buried him deep within me before he snapped his hips back to pull his cock out. "What if it hurts you?"

"I'll tell you. I bet it won't."

"I bet it will."

I peered back at him. "What do you want to bet?"

"Like . . . money?"

"Well, no. I can't imagine that would be fun. Something creative. If it hurts, I'll tell you, and you'll slow and try not to plunge too deep. And you'll win, I guess. For your prize, I'll suck you off later."

"You said you were going to do that already."

"Then maybe you've already won."

"That's not how this works."

"My pussy. My prize."

He scowled. "And if it doesn't hurt?" His face was tight, and a bead of sweat coiled down the side of his face. I wanted to lick it. Lick his neck and make him bunch his muscles like he was doing right now so I could glide my tongue across those as well.

"If it hurts, we'll still both have lots of fun, and as my prize, I get to suck you off in the morning."

He barked out a laugh. "Seems like I win no matter what."

"Which is why you need to go faster!"

"Alright. I'm going to do it. I'm not going to think about lint and poodle scarves any longer."

I had to explore this later. "That's a relief."

"It really is. It's hard."

"I like it hard."

He snorted. "No, really?"

"Show me I'm yours," I said. "Prove it with your cock and your body. I'll let you know if it causes any pain." I had a feeling it was going to be amazing. I couldn't believe I had to talk him into doing this. Again, he was the opposite of most guys. But Elrik was nothing like any other male I'd met.

I was going to keep him if I could, starting tonight.

"I want you to roar when you come," I said. "Will you do that for me?"

"I can try." He was still holding back, pulling out and pushing back into me hard enough to make my toes curl but not fiercely enough to make me go wild beneath him.

"Show me."

"You're mine."

"I am. Prove it. Claim me as your mate, because I'm going to be doing the same as I take you into my body."

"Mine," he growled, starting to move faster, pushing inside me harder.

"That's the spirit." My grin split my face, and it was a wonder I could focus now that he was giving me everything I needed. "More, Elrik. Earn that reward."

He went feral, leaning over me, touching me everywhere. While his cock plunged inside me and pulled back out, his hand reached for my breasts, rolling one nipple after the other. Each tug sent shockwaves to my core. His other hand stroked my clit, and it was all I could do to hold back. I wanted to come so bad, but I wanted to do it while this male roared.

I was a whimpering wreck, pushing back to meet his body, spreading my thighs wider. Pressure built inside me, winding tighter and tighter. Cries erupted from deep within me with each of his thrusts.

When I thought it couldn't get any better, he gripped my hips with one hand, his other still locked on my clit. He went completely wild, bucking against me. It was all I could do to remain in place. But oh, how wonderful it was. A fusion of me and him and our hearts and our minds.

Pure bliss.

With each of his thrusts, I soared higher. I could feel his cock getting stiffer. He was close, but so was I.

"Now, Elrik," I panted.

"Ready?"

"Now!"

"Take all of me, mate," he shouted, his hips a blur, and his cock a rigid pole driving deep inside me.

I couldn't hold off much longer, but I wanted to feel it all. His cock spasming deep within me, his cry of joy, the shudders of his body.

"You're mine," he growled in my ear.

"Yours."

His fingers and his cock drove me over the edge, and I stiffened, my body giving way to a gush of pleasure.

His cock started jerking inside me, and he rode me through the best orgasm of my life.

And he roared.