The Hollow (Preacher Brothers 4)

I felt every possessive, obsessive side of me rise up as I thought about how I’d never let Nadja go no matter what, no matter who or what tried to push us apart. She was the only woman for me. “You’re mine, baby.” My voice was harsh and gruff, and I wanted to be soft for her. She deserved that. She deserved the fucking world at her feet.

I felt like some kind of animal right now, ready to mark my mate, to claim her in the most primal, barbaric way. It was exhilarating and arousing, and I felt myself spiraling out of control. I wanted to lick every inch of her body, wanted to memorize every dip and curve of her, but right now, I needed to be inside Nadja.

I couldn’t wait any longer. And so I positioned myself between her thighs, grappling with my self-control. I could smell her, the sweet scent of her arousal. I could feel the heat from her body spearing into me.

It was all for me.

As I looked between her thighs and saw the way her pussy was spread, her wetness glistening under the muted light coming through the window, my cock gave a mighty jerk. I wanted to run my tongue through her pussy folds, to suck all of her cream into my mouth, swallowing it, taking her into my body the way she’d take me into hers.

“God,” she moaned, closing her eyes and arching her back, pressing her breasts up and out, her nipples hardening even more. “You make me feel like I’m burning from the inside out, Frankie.”

God, me too, baby. Me. Too.

I slipped my forearm under her thigh and parted her leg even farther. I pushed my cock against her slit. She was hot as hell against my dick, and the fact that she was this wet, soaking my length, turned me on to the point I was barely holding onto my control.

Taking hold of the root of my dick, I tormented myself by running my cockhead up and down the center of her pussy. A guttural groan spilled from me at the feel of her slick, hot pussy. I was riveted to the sight of the bulbous head of my erection pushing against her cleft, spreading her pussy lips wide.

Her clit was a swollen little bud at the top of her mound, and my tongue swelled with the need to suck it into my mouth, to draw out her pleasure from those nerve endings. I wanted to bury my face in her pussy, licking and sucking, pushing my finger deep into her tight, virgin body and claiming her all for myself.

Taking a deep, stabilizing breath, I pressed the head of my dick at her entrance, not penetrating her, just teasing and tormenting her and me.

I didn’t push into her right away, just held her gaze with mine as I started to slowly rock back and forth, causing my length to move up and down. The tip of my shaft got soaked from her cream, and when I stopped at her entrance again, I gently started to push into her.

Over and over, I did this, not fully thrusting in, just a little, then pulling out and sliding the crown up her slit to her clit before moving back down. God, I needed to stop doing this, because I was liable to come. My balls were uncomfortably drawn up, heavy and full, my seed just for Nadja.

I should’ve stopped now, but I couldn’t, not when I felt how slick she was for me, not when it felt too damn good to have my cock sliding between her folds.

“This is torture,” she moaned, thrusting her chest out again suggestively.

“I’ll give you everything, Nadja. You already own me.” I leaned down, which caused the length of my cock to mold right against her slit, the lips framing my dick so fully I gritted my teeth to try to keep from coming. I captured her mouth with mine, and a hiss left me when I felt her score my back with her nails. Fuck, that felt good. I took her lips and tongue harder, fucking her here just like I would between her thighs.

As I pushed my hips forward even harder and dragged my teeth along the plumpness of her lips, I felt her tense beneath me. I hummed, “Let go for me.” And as I rocked back and forth, as I kissed her harder, and as she opened her mouth wider, I knew she was going over the edge.

Nadja cried out and clutched me to her, and I didn’t stop moving against her.

It was long seconds before her tremors finally receded, and I pulled back to see the post-euphoria lining her face.

She was so fucking beautiful.

Before her pleasure fully dimmed, I reached down and grabbed the root of my shaft, placing the tip at her entrance once more. And then I swallowed roughly and started to push forward.