Chapter 4

Idon't know what I was thinking. Any self-consciousness I would have normally felt went right out the window. His big hands are touching me, and it's like I don't have a valid thought in my head. This is why women get stupid. His mouth is on me, and I want more. I need more. I reach for his belt again. Confidence like I've never had before surges through my fingertips as I deftly open the fine leather.

Seconds later, his pants hit the floor with a loud metallic clang. I sink to my knees in front of him, pulling his boxers down with me as I go. I school my features as his massive, angry, dripping cock comes into view. I can't get over the fact that I somehow did this to him. I lick my lips in anticipation while looking up at him. He's looking down at me. He runs his thumb over my now wet bottom lip.

I don't know how long we stay like that, but I can't take it anymore, so I lean forward and pull his cock into my mouth. He groans. We both know I've never done this, but I want so badly for this to be the best he's ever had.

Gently, I suck his cock until he begins to really fuck my face with wild abandon. I take him to the back of my throat over and over again.

"Fuck, baby. Get on the bed. I don't want to fill your belly the first time. I want to fill your cunt."

"Mmm," I moan, scrambling to do what he says.

I crawl into the center of the bed. He takes the rest of his clothes off and joins me. Running his hands up my legs, he pulls my stockings off of my legs before kissing, licking, and biting his way back up them. I'm so turned on my juices are pooling on the bed below me. He reaches the waistband of my panties and pulls them down my legs. I'm so damn wet; they get stuck in my pussy. He chuckles before burying his face between my legs. His slow licks around my clit and down to my pussy hole aren't enough. My insides are clenching for something. He knows what I need, though, as he slides a finger into me shallowly.

"Magnus, please," I beg, and he begins to thrust his finger into me faster and faster.

"You're so fucking tight, I can only get one finger in you."

"So what?" I ask. "I need your cock."

"It's gonna hurt, elskan."

"Hurt me then." I don't know what I'm saying, I just need more. He rests his head on my belly before kissing me there. He puts another finger inside me, scissoring them, getting me ready for him. He's careful to keep them shallow. It doesn't take much for me to come. A few more orgasms like that, and he finally moves back up my body.

Leaning down, he kisses me as he drags his cock through my sopping-wet folds before he pushes into me. Slowly. Too slowly. I surge forward to meet him. He breaks through my virginity. Any pain I feel is fleeting because he begins to move. I moan, and my legs wrap around his waist.

"Fuck, you're strangling me, baby," he says through gritted teeth.

I don't even know this man's last name and he's giving me life right now.

"Magnus," I cry out, his thrusts becoming more and more erratic.

"That's it, elskan. Take my cock. Be a good girl. Let me fill you with my seed. Let me breed you."

We both stop moving, I can't believe he just said that. This already feels like so much more than I thought it would be. The man purchased me from a seedy auction in the dead of night in a shady warehouse halfway around the world less than an hour ago. Now, he's balls deep inside of me, intent on breeding me. I look up at him while he looks down at me. His very bare cock is inside my very unprotected pussy. His green eyes burn with an intensity I've never seen before. No one has ever looked at me like he does. He's waiting for me to answer him.

"Do it," I reply, deciding in a split second that being tied to him for life won't be so bad.

"Say it," he demands, grabbing my face. I smirk up at him.

"Breed me," I reply obediently.

He closes his eyes and takes a deep inhale before moving again. His still-hard cock flexes within me. It's like I can feel every ridge and vein of him. He reaches between us and rubs my clit, bringing me close to the edge.

"I'm going to fill you full of my seed. It will be dripping out of you for days, elskan."

"Yeah, I want that, please," I beg, writhing beneath him. My fingers rake down his back as my body goes rigid with my release. I feel like my entire body is on fire. I want him to stop and never stop at the same time. He pulls all the way out of me before slamming back inside.

"Son of a bitch. Your virgin blood on my cock makes you mine." Why is that so hot? It's savage, really. Primal, sure. But I love it. It does make me his, and I love that too. This should all scare me or at least give me pause, but it doesn't. I wanted an adventure, and I damn sure got one.

"I was already yours," I remind him, and he scowls. Hen definitely doesn't like that he bought me. So why did he? He's a fucking mystery.

"You feel so fucking good, Alice. Never felt anything like you, never will again. Take. My. Fucking. Cock," his last words are punctuated with a hard thrust. I'm seeing starts, about to come again. My toes are curling in the sheets. I'm covered in sweat—his and mine. I feel his cock get bigger inside me before he growls low in my ear before he fills me with the seed he promised me.

His cock is still twitching inside me when he collapses down on top of me, his head on my chest. I wrap my arms around him, holding him to me. I the weight of him pressing me down into the mattress. I look over at the clock on the nightstand. It's only 10:06. Still early and I'm not at all tired.

"Magnus?"

"Yes, elskan?"

"What's your last name?"

"What?"

"You never told me, and I should probably know the full name of the man whose cum will dripping out of me for days, don't you think?"

"It's Jorgensen."