Ruthless Arrangement (Underworld Kings)

She’s so wet now that I can literally hear my fingers sliding into her depths—even over the sound of my heart pounding in my ears. I’ve been working my fingers a little deeper into her each time and I can feel the proof of her innocence now. It takes everything I have to stop and pull out of her sweet heaven.

I stand again and shove my boxers down my legs. My cock is so hard that it’s physically painful. I can feel Belle’s eyes on me and as I wrap my hand around my shaft, I look at her. I stroke myself, my need for her so intense that my fucking knees are weak.

“Belle, look at me,” I order, my voice almost unrecognizable even to my own ears.

“Killian,” she breathes.

“I’m going to take you now. It will probably hurt, but I promise I will do everything I can to make it good for you. I need you to tell me if you feel pain from your injuries. I will not cause you more pain than I have to. If it hurts like that at all, we stop until you’re healed. Do you understand, little one?”

“Quit worrying, Killian. I need you to make love to me,” she says.

“Fuck,” I mutter under my breath. I hope like hell that I’m able to hold myself back. I want her so much I’m worried I won’t be able to.

I get back into position, and I slide the head of my cock against her wet cunt, letting it rake against her swollen clit. I gather her cream on my hand, and rub it over my shaft, jacking myself with it, wanting to make sure my cock is wet with her come.

Belle’s hips are rocking up to meet me as she twists on the bed. She’s way past the point of no return, too. I position myself at her entrance and look down at my woman. Her head is thrown back, her neck arched, and her eyes closed in pleasure. Beautiful auburn hair is splayed against the white sheets, and it’s the most beautiful scene I’ve ever experienced in my life.

“Belle, look at me. I want to see your eyes when I claim your body as mine.” She doesn’t obey me at first. “Belle,” I growl, sterner this time. “Look at me.” Her eyes pop open, the hunger in them is nearly staggering. It makes me feel like a king. “You’re mine,” I claim, then I push into her, my cock breaking through her virginity and sliding deep into her body until I can’t go any farther. Once I’m buried to the hilt, I stop moving. I look down at my woman and wait for her to get accustomed to me. I slide my hand against the side of her face, feeling connected to her in a way I never have before. Hell, I never dreamed it was possible to feel this much a part of another person. “Are you okay, little one?” I ask, needing confirmation that I didn’t hurt her.

“This, with you, is beautiful,” she says, sounding awestruck. Hell, I feel the same way. Being with her is like nothing I’ve ever known.

I begin to ride her untried body, fucking her while trying to be as gentle as I can. She wraps her legs around me and her fingers bite into my back, scoring the flesh. It’s impossible to keep control then. I fuck her harder, giving into the need that I have. I tunnel in and out of her body, and the whole time, my eyes are locked on her. She’s beautiful. I will remember the way she bites on her bottom lip to keep from crying out when her body quakes from hunger for the rest of my life.

It happens too quickly. I can feel heat and electricity moving through me. My balls are so full of cum that it’s painful. I’m going to blow, but luckily, I start to feel her pulse around me. Belle is right there with me.

“Killian!” she cries out, my name echoing in the sex-stained air around us. I take her mouth then. The kiss is hungry and conquering at the same time.

“I’m going to come,” I groan against her lips as we drag much needed air into our lungs. I’m so deep inside her that she’ll be able to feel me for weeks—and that’s exactly how I want it.

"I need…I need…," she pants, moaning beneath me.

"Tell me," I growl, thrusting inside her.

“You, Killian. I need you. I’ll always need you,” she says as her orgasm takes over. Belle clamps down on my cock, choking it with her hungry pussy, filling her with my seed. Jet after hot, sticky jet releases into her body. She takes it all, while milking my cock for more.

When I’m done, I don’t have the energy to move. I stay right where I am. I press my forehead against Belle’s, feeling completely and utterly sated—knowing that I will never be the same again.