Warlord

“That’s it, lovely. Let go and give yerself tae me.”

When the pleasure receded, she relaxed against the bed, breathing out heavily and trying to get her bearings. Bronson moved away from between her legs, and she forced her eyes open so she could look at him. He had his hands braced on the bed beside her upper body, and his position made him look so very fierce. The thing that had her enthralled was the fact that his mouth was glossy from the wetness that he urged out of her when he licked at her pussy.

“Come here, darlin’.”

She pushed herself up, and then he claimed her mouth, forcing her to taste herself on him as he thrust his tongue between her lips. The flavor was salty and sweet, with a hint of musk to it. She made a small noise, and that seemed to have something snapping in Bronson. A second later, he groaned, speared his hand in her hair behind her head, and pulled on the strands forcefully. She felt the hot, hard length of him press between her thighs as he continued to kiss her.

Bronson swirled his tongue around the inside of her mouth, and then sucked her tongue back into his mouth with a possessiveness that Genevieve felt deep in her bones. Without breaking the kiss, he reached between them and placed the tip of his erection at the entrance of her body. Everything inside her stilled, tensed, and she panted with wariness. He pulled back and looked down at her face. The fierceness that covered his expression made her picture him on the battlefield taking what belonged to him.

And she belonged to him right now.

“Lass, it’ll hurt, and for that I am sorry.”

She was surprised he was saying anything, but she didn’t verbally respond. She nodded, gripped his biceps, and held on. He stared into her eyes, and then he thrust deep, hard, and in one fluid motion into her body. He groaned above her, closed his eyes, and she saw how taut his body became. She felt the heavy weight of his balls press against her bottom, but he didn’t move right away. She felt full, stretched, and the discomfort was so shocking that she was having a hard time catching her breath. After a few moments of him letting her get used to him, he started moving within her.

In and out, he moved, slowly at first, and letting her get accustomed to his size. He didn’t speak, but he breathed hard, heavily, and kept his eyes closed. He almost looked in pain, and she couldn’t draw her gaze away from him. He finally opened his eyes, and the perspiration that covered his face and dripped onto her chest turned her on even more. She felt like another explosion would move through her and steal her away. He leaned back slightly and looked down at where their bodies met.

“Ah, lass, ye’re stretched so far around my cock.” His massive chest rose and fell as he breathed. “Ye’re so pink and juicy for me, so primed.” He groaned out the last word and buried himself to the hilt in her. For a moment, he did nothing but stay still, breathing heavily and stirring the hair that fell around her face. Genevieve was so close to feeling that intense pleasure again, and her inner muscles were clenching rhythmically around his girth uncomfortably. “I want ye tae see what I’m doing tae ye, Genevieve.” He looked at her and then started pulling out. When the tip was lodged in the opening of her body, she rose up and braced her elbows on the bed to support her upper body. Watching what Bronson did to her seemed so very obscene, but she also couldn’t lie and say that her arousal didn’t increase because of it.

She glanced into his eyes, and when she saw that he was staring down between her thighs, she followed his gaze. He was massive inside her, and she saw what he meant when he said she was stretched so wide around him. She was wet, unbelievably so, but it wasn’t just from her arousal but because he had broken through her maidenhead as well. Blood covered his length, and the fact that her innocence was gone and that she was truly a woman now—this warrior’s woman—was a very powerful sensation inside her. He moved in and out of her, slow and steady at first, but with each passing second, he picked up speed until he was slamming his dick into her. These low, clipped sounds left her, and they were notice of her approaching pleasure.

“Bronson, I….” She closed her eyes and couldn’t hold herself up any longer. She fell back on the bed and moaned out as he went primal on her. The sound of their wet skin slapping together filled the room. But it was his harsh grunts that fueled her heightening sensations. But before she felt that intensity inside her once more, Bronson pulled out of her body and flipped her onto her belly. A gasp left her at the feeling of emptiness, but he didn’t make her wait long to feel full once more. He palmed her ass, gripped the mounds, and squeezed them in his big hands until the pain mixed with pleasure again.