Marked By The Devil (Devil's Riders 5)

“Time to call it a day.”

I nodded.

“You guys started early. You must be bone tired.”

He made a noise of agreement and pulled me closer. I gasped as I felt his erection pressed into my bottom. His really big, really hard, burning-hot erection.

“Cal!”

“Well, you said ‘bone’.”

“That’s all it takes?”

“Breathing is all it takes when I’m around you.”

He turned me around to face him and took my face in his hands. He looked me over, running his thumb over my jaw.

“God, you’re beautiful.”

I smiled shyly, not sure what to say. He gave me so many compliments. I still wasn’t used to it. His words caused a thrill to run through me. It settled in my gut and lower. Warmth spread through me at his words and his touch.

“Come on, baby girl. Let’s christen the bedroom.”

I squealed as he lifted me up into his arms, making a big show of tossing me over his shoulder. Then he pulled me to the front and kissed me. He loved manhandling me. I have to say, I didn’t much mind it either.

He carried me down the hallway, never taking his eyes from my face.

I giggled as he nearly knocked into a wall and was forced to look where he was going. He gave me a searing look as he carried me into the bedroom. He set me on my feet and pressed me against the wall by the door. I gasped as his lips found the sensitive spot on my neck and his hands went right for my breasts, tweaking the nipples and stroking my chest through my shirt.

Oh, lordy, that was hot. I feel like a teenager getting felt up in the back of a car.

Not that I’d ever done such a thing. My high school years had not been . . . normal. I was more than making up for lost time with Callaway though.

I whimpered as his fingers stroked my pussy through my jeans. Then he was tugging my jeans over my hips and taking my panties with them. He knelt, pulling the clothes off my feet and kissing my quivering thighs.

“Cal . . .”

“Shh, I need a snack. You wouldn’t deny a starving man, would you?”

“No . . . ohh,” I sighed.

My head fell back as he pressed his hot, wet mouth against my pussy lips, teasing and tasting me until I thought I would scream in pleasure. He slid a finger inside me and sucked my clit into his mouth, thrumming his tongue against it.

Dear Lord, the man was thorough!

I started to shake as the first wave of pleasure washed over me, crashing down and leaving me limp and satisfied. But then Cal was on his feet, his huge cock nudging itself between my thighs.

He slid into me with an animalistic grunt.

“Cal!”

“Hmm?”

“The wall?” I moaned as he started to move his hips in smooth circles. “You said christen the bed!”

He stared at me hard, his cock driving steadily in and out of me.

“I said the bedroom.” His mouth curled into a half smile. “But don’t worry. We’ll get to the bed. The night is young.”

My hands clawed into his shoulders as a second wave of unbelievable pleasure overtook me. I screamed softly as he drove into me faster and harder. My back slammed into the wall again and again but it didn’t hurt. No, it felt perfect. It felt amazing.

“Oh!”

I came again, and Cal’s big hands squeezed my cheeks. He had one in each palm. He spread my legs a little wider and bit my neck. I howled in pleasure.

And he kept going.

I felt him reach down between us and drag his finger over my clit. So he was holding me up with only one hand, plunging into me, and rubbing my clit.

“Oh, my God, Cal. What are you—”

I screamed again, this time really loudly.

“That’s it, babe. Get it out of your system tonight. Because after tomorrow, you’re going to have to be quiet.”

I was almost blubbering with orgasmic exhaustion by the time I felt his cock twitch and swell inside me.

“Can I come inside you?”

His voice was gruff with need. I realized that I wanted him to come inside me. More than that, I needed him too. I had let him before, but for the first time, I actually craved the explosion of pleasure that happened when we came together. Something about his cock pulsing his seed inside me tipped me over the edge every single time.

And also, I wanted his baby. I wanted it so bad it nearly made me lose my mind.

“Yes.”

He threw his head back and let loose, driving into me hard and fast. He stopped suddenly, holding perfectly still, then he went wild, thrusting out of tempo and grunting like a wild beast. I was just as bad, mewling like an alley cat in heat as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me.