Megans Mark (Breeds 6)

"There you go. " Her hair was free and so was his cock. Thick, hard, the material of his jeans parted over the straining length as his hands moved to her jeans, pushing at the material and quickly moving it over her hips to her knees.

"Lift. " He gripped her thigh, forcing her to lift her leg from the material before repeating it on the other.

All that protected her now were her panties. Wet, sodden silk that clung to her flesh as her knees weakened dangerously.

Gasping, her hands gripped Braden's shoulders; as he bent and lifted her into his arms. She could feel the strength in his powerful arms, feel the need that held him in its grip as firmly as it held her.

His expression was tight, his eyes gleaming with hunger. But even more, she felt tenderness despite the obvious savage need ripping through him. She felt his determination to hold her, to gentle her, felt his fear of hurting her. The wash of emotions was intense, all consuming. The ability to feel what her lover felt during sex was one of the reasons she had abstained for so long. The powerful mix of lust, triumph and self satisfaction had turned the act into something to be avoided rather than experienced.

With Braden it was different. As his tongue twined with hers, she could feel the incredible control he was exerting over himself. Just as she could feel his needs. The images flickered through her mind, explicit, erotic. She moaned, her own hunger increasing as he laid her back on the bed. He bent and removed his boots quickly, then straightened to push his jeans over long, powerful thighs. His body appeared completely hairless. Even the heavy sac beneath the length of his erection looked smooth, impossibly sexy.

As he stood before her, staring down at her, she could feel the blood pumping through her body, adrenaline and lust flaming beneath her flesh.

"It hurts. " Her womb flexed as the muscles tightened in her vagina. "It's not supposed to hurt, Braden. "

Fear mixed with desire as the implications of what was happening began to hit her. Uncontrolled hunger beat at her like the wings of a frightened bird as she felt her pussy spasming with a greedy lust she couldn't control.

"Not for much longer," he promised sensually as he lay on his side next to her. He leaned over her as he eased her into his embrace, one hand stroking her thigh. "I promise it won't hurt much longer.

His lips slanted over hers as she felt his hand moving closer to the

soaked material of the panties. Felt his fingers caress the damp material as he growled fiercely. She was flaming, burning. Her thighs parted for him as her hips lifted, pushing closer, needing more.

Suddenly the fierce control that held him back snapped. She felt it, gloried in it even as she feared it. The sound of the panties ripping from her body was accompanied by her own desperate moan as his fingers touched her, parted the swollen lips and slid through the thick cream that covered them.

Her hips bucked, a moan tearing from her throat as his finger circled the tender opening, caressing her, teasing her with his touch a second before he began to enter her. She felt the rasp of his calloused finger as she writhed in his grip. Her vaginal muscles tightened around it, begging for more.

Within seconds there was more. Another finger joined the first, working in slowly, stretching her, preparing her for more. Her hands were buried in his hair as she drank in his kiss, his taste. The sweet taste of the destructive hormone blazed within her, sending her senses careening with a pleasure she could never have imagined possible.

Her thighs parted farther, her hips moving against his hand as her clit grazed against his palm, sending fireworks blazing through her nerve endings. She was close. Oh God, she was so close.

"Not yet. " The fierce growl came as he tore his lips from hers and slid his fingers from the tight, wet clasp of her body.

"Don't don't you dare stop. " She reached for him, fighting against the powerful hand that once again gripped her wrists as he began to move from her.

"Stay still, Megan. " His voice was a whiplash of demand and furious lust.

"For God's sake, don't start fighting. "

He pushed her legs apart as he held her still, moving between them before shockingly lowering his head to the slick, swollen folds of her sex.

His tongue swiped through her tender flesh as a growl of pleasure tore from his throat and her hips drove upwards involuntarily. He released her wrists, only to grip her hips and hold her still as his tongue circled her clit before moving lower to lap at the liquid heat flowing from her body.

So close. Her thighs tightened as the wicked tongue moved over her flesh, his destructive lips sucking her clit between them. He flicked at it with his tongue before moving lower, lifting her, and then driving inside the greedy depths of her body and triggering an explosion that had her screaming in release. Her body tightened, arched further as her head fell back, her lips opening as cries tore from her throat.

As though he had been waiting just for that, Braden came quickly to his knees, lifted her closer then tucked the head of his cock at the suckling mouth of her vagina before beginning to move inside.

Megan shuddered beneath him as she felt him begin to stretch her. Felt each slow thrust and retreat as he began to work his erection into the convulsing sheath. It was too much sensation. Violent flares of pleasure tore through her body with each inch pressed into her. She stared up at his face in dazed fascination.

His lips were pulled back from his teeth, his head thrown back as the muscles of his neck flexed powerfully.

His hair flowed around him as perspiration gleamed over his body. His hips worked slowly, pushing forward, drawing back, stealing her breath as another inch of her pussy was conquered with each forward motion. Desperately, her hands clenched in the blankets beneath her as her whimpers again turned to cries and muttered, senseless pleas.

Fireworks were exploding inside her, searing each nerve ending, burning tender flesh as he worked deeper inside her.

"More. " She was gasping for breath as she made the order, her body demanding that he hurry. "Please, Braden. It's not enough. More. "

His snarl filled the heavy, lust-filled air of the room as his hips rolled, pushing him further inside her. Yet it wasn't enough. Hungry greed echoed in her clenching vagina, which spasmed with sensation as her juices spilled around his flesh.