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heavily, Peter finally grabbed a cloth, cleaned himself up and then tried to tuck his already recovering cock into his pants.
But images of fucking Mikayla from behind, claiming her aggressively, marking her with his cum, filled his head again.
What the hell was wrong with him?
* * * *
Dinner was a strange affair. Ryan and Ty had taken off on a specimen gathering hike, apparently having found their unexpected, unplanned excursion absolutely urgent, and Peter kept looking at her with an equal amount of lust and worry in his eyes. Lachlan was still keeping his distance, and John, Matt, and Bryce seemed unusually subdued.
Only Brock seemed to be his normal self, but when he joked about spanking Mikayla’s ass, Peter looked like he was going to strip the flesh from Brock’s hide. She hadn’t even gotten around to asking Peter why his knuckles were swollen and seemed to be bruised.
With the awkward meal finally done, Mikayla stood to collect the plates expecting Peter to join her like he usually did. But tonight he seemed completely out of sorts because he grabbed her hand and placed the dishes back on the table.
“The others are capable of washing the dishes, aren’t you, brothers?” They all looked at Peter like he’d grown a second head—the dishes had been Mikayla and Peter’s sacred nightly ritual ever since they’d met—but all of the men nodded their agreement. A moment later, tucked tightly against Peter’s side, Mikayla found herself walking quickly toward Peter’s living quarters.
As soon as he had the door closed, he lifted her dress over her head and discarded it carelessly. He dropped to his knees, pulled her panties down, and pressed his marauding tongue against her clit a moment later. Weak at the knees, Mikayla almost fell on her ass, but strong hands held her pressed against his face. Licking, sucking, nibbling, Peter worried her clit until she was gasping, on the verge of orgasm, ready to explode.
He stood, his eyes looking wild. He pulled her against his chest, and shook as he spoke words she’d never expected to hear from him. “Tell me to get out. I want you too much. Tell me to leave, so I don’t hurt you.”
Shivering with her own need, Mikayla wrapped her arms around him and held on tight. “I love you,” she said, hoping he understood just how much those three little words meant, “and I know you’d never hurt me.” She pulled back and looked up to his handsome face. “And besides,” she said, rubbing her aching clit against his hard erection, “I’m not fragile.”
“You don’t understand,” he said, taking deep, gulping breaths as if his control held by a thread. “What Matt said that day in the lab, about our darker desires”—she nodded—“he wasn’t exaggerating. I…I like to take a woman from behind. Oh god, Mikayla, I need you.”
She smiled, pulled from his arms, and crawled onto the end of the bed, her ass in the air as clear invitation. Peter’s movement was explosive. He dragged his pants to his knees, grabbed her hips, and thrust into her in one hard shove. He slammed into her over and over, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pounded her. Thrilled, gasping for air, practically purring from his violent possession, she screamed when he slapped her thigh.
It didn’t hurt, but it was so unexpected coming from this man that she tipped over into orgasm. Her pussy milked his cock as he plundered her soft flesh. Harder and deeper, stronger until he growled and held still. She could feel his cock pulsing as he pumped his seed deep into her womb.
He fell forward onto her, pressing her face down into the mattress, his weight cutting off her air for a moment, until he rolled to the side and pulled her with him. She could feel his cock slowly softening as her pussy pulsed with aftershocks.
“I’m sorry,” he said very quietly. Tears filmed her vision at the anguish in his voice.
“Why?” she asked, trying to hide her own disquiet.
“I
But images of fucking Mikayla from behind, claiming her aggressively, marking her with his cum, filled his head again.
What the hell was wrong with him?
* * * *
Dinner was a strange affair. Ryan and Ty had taken off on a specimen gathering hike, apparently having found their unexpected, unplanned excursion absolutely urgent, and Peter kept looking at her with an equal amount of lust and worry in his eyes. Lachlan was still keeping his distance, and John, Matt, and Bryce seemed unusually subdued.
Only Brock seemed to be his normal self, but when he joked about spanking Mikayla’s ass, Peter looked like he was going to strip the flesh from Brock’s hide. She hadn’t even gotten around to asking Peter why his knuckles were swollen and seemed to be bruised.
With the awkward meal finally done, Mikayla stood to collect the plates expecting Peter to join her like he usually did. But tonight he seemed completely out of sorts because he grabbed her hand and placed the dishes back on the table.
“The others are capable of washing the dishes, aren’t you, brothers?” They all looked at Peter like he’d grown a second head—the dishes had been Mikayla and Peter’s sacred nightly ritual ever since they’d met—but all of the men nodded their agreement. A moment later, tucked tightly against Peter’s side, Mikayla found herself walking quickly toward Peter’s living quarters.
As soon as he had the door closed, he lifted her dress over her head and discarded it carelessly. He dropped to his knees, pulled her panties down, and pressed his marauding tongue against her clit a moment later. Weak at the knees, Mikayla almost fell on her ass, but strong hands held her pressed against his face. Licking, sucking, nibbling, Peter worried her clit until she was gasping, on the verge of orgasm, ready to explode.
He stood, his eyes looking wild. He pulled her against his chest, and shook as he spoke words she’d never expected to hear from him. “Tell me to get out. I want you too much. Tell me to leave, so I don’t hurt you.”
Shivering with her own need, Mikayla wrapped her arms around him and held on tight. “I love you,” she said, hoping he understood just how much those three little words meant, “and I know you’d never hurt me.” She pulled back and looked up to his handsome face. “And besides,” she said, rubbing her aching clit against his hard erection, “I’m not fragile.”
“You don’t understand,” he said, taking deep, gulping breaths as if his control held by a thread. “What Matt said that day in the lab, about our darker desires”—she nodded—“he wasn’t exaggerating. I…I like to take a woman from behind. Oh god, Mikayla, I need you.”
She smiled, pulled from his arms, and crawled onto the end of the bed, her ass in the air as clear invitation. Peter’s movement was explosive. He dragged his pants to his knees, grabbed her hips, and thrust into her in one hard shove. He slammed into her over and over, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pounded her. Thrilled, gasping for air, practically purring from his violent possession, she screamed when he slapped her thigh.
It didn’t hurt, but it was so unexpected coming from this man that she tipped over into orgasm. Her pussy milked his cock as he plundered her soft flesh. Harder and deeper, stronger until he growled and held still. She could feel his cock pulsing as he pumped his seed deep into her womb.
He fell forward onto her, pressing her face down into the mattress, his weight cutting off her air for a moment, until he rolled to the side and pulled her with him. She could feel his cock slowly softening as her pussy pulsed with aftershocks.
“I’m sorry,” he said very quietly. Tears filmed her vision at the anguish in his voice.
“Why?” she asked, trying to hide her own disquiet.
“I
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