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inside.”
They stared at each other as she contemplated obeying his order. For it wasn’t a request. It was almost a desperate plea, she thought, seeing the fire burning deep inside him. The lust stamped across his face.
“Do it.” This time the words were growled and Mercy shivered, hearing the animal that was so much a part of him.
Still looking into his eyes, she reached between their bodies and encircled his thick length with her hand. She had to straighten a little more he was so long. Then, her pussy was above the head of his cock. She could feel her juices slowly leaving her body, wetting her curls, soon to ease the entrance of his body into hers. She nestled the head against her throbbing flesh and braced her hands against his shoulders once he was secure. It took no effort at all for the head to slide inside her. That first feeling of being stretched made her gasp in delight. Closing her eyes, she let go of her control and allowed her body to sink further down, taking in another inch, then another, then another, moaning as he filled her.
“Look at me, Mercy.”
She shook her head. She couldn’t. This was too intimate. If she saw him, she knew what he would see in her eyes. Desire, want, need. Love. If she opened her eyes now, he would know that she loved him.
“Mercy.” Another low growl and her body was accepting more of him without her conscious decision. It was as if it knew she was his, and his alone. She raised up again, unable to stand the sensation of him inside her for a moment. She rose on her knees until only the head of his cock was inside.
“Mercy.”
This time she did obey his unspoken command. She opened her eyes, looking straight at him as she lowered herself to him, taking him deep, so deep. So—then he was in control, thrusting his hips up, impaling her with his cock. She cried out at the pressure, the pleasure.
“Oh god, Dirk, oh god,” she chanted as he held her hips in a bruise forming grip, pushing her down as he thrust up. Mercy felt her breasts bounce, her stomach jiggle, but she didn’t care. She didn’t care about anything but the delicious hardness inside her. Leaning forward she changed the angle of their mating, finding that perfect spot where his pelvic bone rubbed against her clit with each downward stroke.
Soon she was seeing bright lights behind her eyes and crying out her release, holding on to him for dear life. Before the pleasure even begun to ebb away, the world spun around as he flipped them over, then flipped her again so she was lying on her stomach, his huge body behind her. He didn’t even let her catch her breath before he was plunging inside her from behind, his cock stretching her, pounding so hard, so deep that her womb wanted to open up and suck him in.
Heavens, help her, her body felt as if it wanted to accept the very essence of his being. His seed. His child. Her hands clutched the covers and she tried to raise her hips, mayhap to throw him off, she didn’t know. All he knew was she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t…
Then she was coming, coming until she cried, coming until her body collapsed. And yet he still pounded inside her.
“Dirk,” she gasped, not knowing if she could take anything else. As soon s the words formed, she felt the sting of pain where her neck met her shoulder. Felt the bite as his fangs punctured her skin, then sank into her flesh. Just as his cock was sinking into her pussy.
Plunge after plunge. Sip after sip.
With a roar he came and she felt his hot seed spill inside her, leaving behind warmth and promise. Her surroundings faded as she allowed the darkness creeping in around the edges of her consciousness to take over. She felt him pull away and whimpered at the sting of her flesh. In the morning she’d thought she remembered the warm cloth passing between her legs as he took care of her. And, the heat from his body as he pulled her close. She smiled at the hard length pressing against the cheeks of her ass. She
They stared at each other as she contemplated obeying his order. For it wasn’t a request. It was almost a desperate plea, she thought, seeing the fire burning deep inside him. The lust stamped across his face.
“Do it.” This time the words were growled and Mercy shivered, hearing the animal that was so much a part of him.
Still looking into his eyes, she reached between their bodies and encircled his thick length with her hand. She had to straighten a little more he was so long. Then, her pussy was above the head of his cock. She could feel her juices slowly leaving her body, wetting her curls, soon to ease the entrance of his body into hers. She nestled the head against her throbbing flesh and braced her hands against his shoulders once he was secure. It took no effort at all for the head to slide inside her. That first feeling of being stretched made her gasp in delight. Closing her eyes, she let go of her control and allowed her body to sink further down, taking in another inch, then another, then another, moaning as he filled her.
“Look at me, Mercy.”
She shook her head. She couldn’t. This was too intimate. If she saw him, she knew what he would see in her eyes. Desire, want, need. Love. If she opened her eyes now, he would know that she loved him.
“Mercy.” Another low growl and her body was accepting more of him without her conscious decision. It was as if it knew she was his, and his alone. She raised up again, unable to stand the sensation of him inside her for a moment. She rose on her knees until only the head of his cock was inside.
“Mercy.”
This time she did obey his unspoken command. She opened her eyes, looking straight at him as she lowered herself to him, taking him deep, so deep. So—then he was in control, thrusting his hips up, impaling her with his cock. She cried out at the pressure, the pleasure.
“Oh god, Dirk, oh god,” she chanted as he held her hips in a bruise forming grip, pushing her down as he thrust up. Mercy felt her breasts bounce, her stomach jiggle, but she didn’t care. She didn’t care about anything but the delicious hardness inside her. Leaning forward she changed the angle of their mating, finding that perfect spot where his pelvic bone rubbed against her clit with each downward stroke.
Soon she was seeing bright lights behind her eyes and crying out her release, holding on to him for dear life. Before the pleasure even begun to ebb away, the world spun around as he flipped them over, then flipped her again so she was lying on her stomach, his huge body behind her. He didn’t even let her catch her breath before he was plunging inside her from behind, his cock stretching her, pounding so hard, so deep that her womb wanted to open up and suck him in.
Heavens, help her, her body felt as if it wanted to accept the very essence of his being. His seed. His child. Her hands clutched the covers and she tried to raise her hips, mayhap to throw him off, she didn’t know. All he knew was she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t…
Then she was coming, coming until she cried, coming until her body collapsed. And yet he still pounded inside her.
“Dirk,” she gasped, not knowing if she could take anything else. As soon s the words formed, she felt the sting of pain where her neck met her shoulder. Felt the bite as his fangs punctured her skin, then sank into her flesh. Just as his cock was sinking into her pussy.
Plunge after plunge. Sip after sip.
With a roar he came and she felt his hot seed spill inside her, leaving behind warmth and promise. Her surroundings faded as she allowed the darkness creeping in around the edges of her consciousness to take over. She felt him pull away and whimpered at the sting of her flesh. In the morning she’d thought she remembered the warm cloth passing between her legs as he took care of her. And, the heat from his body as he pulled her close. She smiled at the hard length pressing against the cheeks of her ass. She
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