9. Hector

CHAPTER 9

HECTOR

She was the prettiest, most gorgeous thing I had ever laid eyes on.

And she's ours, the thing inside of me reminded me. She was. There was no denying it. No fighting the monster that craved her. Not when that monster lived in every grain of my being. There wouldn't be a damn day from here on out that I wouldn't have her in my bed or within my reach. She is mine.

"You ready for this?" I asked, because no matter the thing inside my that lusted for her and needed her, I wasn't an animal. My hands gripped her hips, and I watched Libby glance down.

"Your hands are big, too," she whispered. My cock jerked between us. There wasn't a fucking thing between us. No barrier. Not a condom or a stitch of clothing. And I was going to take her bare.

"Libby," I warned. The innocence in every single one of her movements, every single sound she made naturally and completely uninhibited, only fed the monster. I was positive she had no clue how much she was showing me, how she sounded as her breathing changed and her hips ground against my cock. "Baby—" I started to warn, but she cut me off.

"You're big all over," she shared when our gazes connected. Jesus fucking Christ! Her eyes. Those fucking eyes would be the end of me. There wouldn't be a damn thing I wouldn't do for her.

"We'll fit," I reassured her. I could see the whisper of apprehension. She was worried beneath the curiosity and desire.

I wasn't a cocky son of a bitch.

I knew how big I was. But I also knew I'd fit perfectly in her cherry-tight pussy like I knew the sun would rise in the morning. I glanced toward the window. It was still dark out, but I knew by the time the sun rose, I'd have claimed every bit of her. There wouldn't be an inch of her skin I hadn't tasted.

"You sure, Libby?" I asked again. Everything inside of me yelled to shut up. To lift her pretty ass up and just take her. Claim and breed her. But I couldn't be a savage.

Not like that.

Not with this.

"I take this cherry you saved for me, that's it, baby. There is no one else for either of us."

"You don't have to say that." Her hands rested on my shoulders, and I frowned.

"Say what?" I tried to calm the thing in me that was slowly getting pissed.

"I'm a sure thing here, Hector. I don't need pretty words." A deep growl, an almost animalistic sound, vibrated through my chest.

"You know me," I clipped, breathing in deep, trying to keep myself in check. "You got to know me these last couple of weeks," I reminded her, pressing my forehead against hers, pulling her in a little closer. Her breasts pressed against my chest, and those pretty little pink nipples bore into my skin and made me want to suck on them.

But I had to focus.

"You know I don't say anything I don't mean to carry out. I set my mind on it, that's it."

"And you want me?" She pulled back slightly, and my brow rose.

"Forever," I rasped and felt her tremble. There were so many questions in her eyes, but despite them, I could see the trust she had in me. "There is no turning back after this. Not only are you stuck with me but with everyone in my life and everything that comes with it," I tried to warn her, but in her sweet innocent way, she simply giggled. I felt the tension she'd been holding on to melt away.

"Forever is a long time," she whispered. I leaned in and kissed her softly.

"It is, but at the same time it's not. We will figure out how to get more than a lifetime later," I whispered against her perfect mouth, and she sighed dreamily.

"Take my cherry, Hector. Please, baby. I'm yours," she offered. My hands tightened on her flesh.

"Lift, mi vida," I ordered carefully, and like the good girl she was, she did as I asked. My cock rose from where it had been nestled between her wet-as-fuck pussy lips. It sprung up between us, and I licked my lips at the sight of us. Her sex was so close to mine I could feel the sticky heat her cunt radiated. Claim. Now! The monster in me roared in my ears, but I kept a hold of my shit.

"Sink down slowly," I instructed, tearing my eyes from where we were about to be connected up to her face. Her cute little tongue poked out while she concentrated on doing as she'd been told, and her eyes shut with what looked like pleasure and pain when I started to enter her. I strained to keep my gaze locked on her when she stopped mid-crown.

"Hector," she whimpered with a shake of her head. "I don't think I can do it."

"Yes, you can," I encouraged. My girl could do anything she wanted. "Stretch that pretty pussy around me."

"Hector." Her eyes opened. Our lips locked. And we kissed. Wet and hungry, slowly building the moment higher and higher while she rubbed her pussy against my tip. She was so fucking wet. Deliciously sloppy wet for me!

"Libby," I groaned. Her mouth left mine. The little tease moved to my neck, leaving trails of heat and want in her wake. My little evil angel didn't stop until she reached my earlobe.

"I can't do it. Please. I need you to take over." She didn't have to ask me twice. I rolled us over, pinning her beneath me, her wrists above her head locked in with one of my hands. My eyes searched hers.

"You want this?"

"Yes," she mewled.

"Tell me," I pushed, needing to hear the words. Needing to know that she knew exactly what this would mean.

"Take me," she whined, lifting her legs and wrapping them around my waist.

"Take what, mi vida? What do you want me to have? Have you been saving something for me?" I asked while peppering small kisses over her chin and neck and edge of her lips, holding her hands tight up above her head.

"My cherry," she whined beautifully.

"You want me to pop this virgin pussy?"

"Yes!" she hissed. My girl was starting to get greedy. Her pretty hips ground against me, trying to get us to connect the very way we were meant to.

"You know what that will mean?" I asked, sawing my hips back and forth, my cock sliding between her glistening lips. Making sure to rub her clit just like she seemed to like.

"Forever," she answered. I lifted my hips, and with one punishing stroke, I not only sunk inside of her, I demolished the small barrier she'd saved for me. Libby screamed out, and my lips crushed hers to swallow the sounds, keep them locked deep inside of me, like I was inside of her.

She felt like heaven. It was hell to try and find a way to stay completely still. She tried to get loose from my hold, but I didn't let her. She moaned and writhed beneath me, but I wasn't going to let her out of my hold.

Not yet at least.

My breathing was jagged, almost painful, as I stayed still, balls deep inside of her. "Fuck, princess, talk to me. You feel too good. Do you need me to stop?"

"God no, hell no!" She shook her head, leaning up to kiss me and accidentally shifting us, forcing me to take her just a little deeper. "Oh god," ahe moaned. "You're so big."

"Libby––"

"Thick. I feel you… oh god." Her head sunk down on the pillows, and I was quickly losing control. "You feel so good." Her hips moved slowly, taking me in and out of her.

"Look at you, mi vida. Fucking yourself on my cock." I glanced down to where we were connected. A smear of the evidence of her virginity and her slick wetness coated my shaft. "You look so fucking good stuffed with my cock. Look at how I stretch you."

"I feel so full," she whined. My lips quirked upward.

"Good." I wanted her stuffed with me.

I let go of her hands, and they quickly wrapped their way around the back of my neck. We kissed as I pulled out of her pussy, making sure to keep my tip in her warmth before pressing in a little more. Shallow slow thrusts had both of our bodies slick with sweat. Her hands gripped my shoulders before her pretty nails started to dig down my back.

"Princess," I tried to warn as she opened wider, trying to top from the bottom. "Libby."

"More. Harder," she started to say, slightly incoherent. "Hector, honey, I need more. Please," she panted, meeting me shallow thrust for shallow thrust. My innocent little girl was cock hungry, and I was going to ruin her. Keep her addicted to my cock and tied to my side forever.

"More?" I grunted. "You want it hard?"

"Yes."

"Rough?"

"Yes."

"I can take you any way I want, and you will fucking love it, won't you?"

"Yes. Please!"

"Good girl. Such a fucking good girl for her man," I mumbled against her lips before pulling my dick out of her pussy.

"Hector," she whined. Before she was done pronouncing my name, I thrust back into her tight little snatch, swallowing each and every sound as I gave it to her exactly like she wanted.

In the back of my head, I knew I should have taken it slow. Soft and sweet for her first time, and the next round would be exactly that. But the monster inside me was ravenous. We both were.

I buried my face in the crook of her neck and let the animal inside of me take control. It was savage and rough. Wild and uninhibited. Primal ferocity that had taken over while I pounded her. The only sounds in the room were of our heavy breathy moans and bodies slapping skin to skin in the most perfect erratic rhythms. Her pussy squelched around me every time I sunk deep into her tight body.

My hand reached down between us because I knew I was too close to even warn her. Before I touched her clit, her cunt clamped down around me and milked me while her nails embedded themselves in my shoulders in a way I knew would leave marks. That bit of pain mixed with the way her orgasm milked my cock had me losing my load. I gasped her name into her skin before biting down on her shoulder, and I could have sworn she spasmed around my cock again.

Breathless and almost boneless, my body dropped on top of hers. I needed to get off her, I was a big fucking asshole, but I was so damn exhausted. Not that she complained with the way Libby clung to me.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I panted slowly, licking the spot I'd bit. "Please tell me I didn't hurt you." My voice sounded hoarse. My girl simply shook her head, and I felt her smile against my shoulder.

After a beat, I found the strength to lift my body so I could soak in the sight of her beneath me. She was fucking beautiful. Sweaty and flushed. My eyes dropped to where we were still connected. I rose to rest on my haunches before I pulled my dick out. Neither of us said a word as I stared at her swollen pussy.

"Push for me," I whispered, then I watched her muscles contract, still doing like she'd been told. A thick white glob of cum started to puddle at her entrance before it started to slide out of her.

Not that I let it go far.

I found myself doing a first. I slipped between her legs and cleaned her up with my mouth. Our gazes connected while I tasted the two of us and what was left of her virginity. When I was done, I moved up and kissed her lips. I'd meant it to be a small press of the lips, but she surprised me by taking my face in her hands and deepening the kiss, making sure there was no doubt at all she tasted the beauty we were together.