Trust The Devil (Devil's Riders 3)

But he had insisted that they were right. He'd promised me oodles of pre-engagement sex. He'd said he still had lots to teach me.

I'd agreed.

So we were 'promised' but not engaged. But he loved me and that's what mattered. He told me at least ten times a day.

I set down my tea and smiled at him.

"I'm ready for my reward now."

His eyes flashed and he stood up. I lay back and waited as he started peeling off my pajama bottoms. He trailed his fingers over my thighs and I shivered.

It felt very naughty to be lying here in with just my bottom half exposed. As he leaned down to kiss me through my panties, I decided I liked being naughty with Clint.

I liked it a lot.

I sighed as he busied himself between my legs, toying with me through the thin cotton fabric. These were my least sexy undies, but somehow I got the feeling he liked them best. He growled, nipping me as his hands slid up, unbuttoning my pajama top so he could get at my breasts.

"Oh…"

I was squirming around. Clint told me to hold still. I squirmed some more. His breath fanned my pussy and I moaned, trying to press his head against me. He just laughed.

"Be a good girl now and I'll take care of you. I won't be rushed, wildcat."

I was begging ten minutes later but he was still teasing me. Finally, he gripped the edge of my panties and tugged them down.

He licked me up and down, nice and slow. I wanted him to go faster. I wanted him to touch me harder. I wanted him to give me his cock and ride me home.

But he didn't.

"Clint! Dammit, I've rested enough!"

He chuckled and I cursed in frustration. His laughter tickled me, making me even more desperate for release.

I was close to coming. But I'd been close for twenty minutes! I was on the verge of tears.

"Please Clint… I want you."

He murmured against my pussy, licking it a little faster.

"I love you. Please… I want you inside me."

He cursed then. I was getting to him. I knew it.

"Just for a little while. I want to feel your bare skin on mine. Don't you want me?"

He looked like he was in pain when he looked up at me.

"Dammit it Phee, I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't."

"The condoms are in the other room."

"Don't use one."

"What?"

I smiled at him seductively. His eyes were wide. I had his attention now.

"You can pull out. I looked it up online."

He groaned and lowered his head.

"Phee… if I knock you up before the wedding, I'm a dead man."

"You won't. Anyway, if you do, we can always elope."

He broke in that moment. I saw it. He was on top of me in two shakes, lifting the apron to reveal his raging hard on. I licked my lips at the sight of it. His balls looked swollen and the tip was shiny and wet.

"Hmmm… yes. That's what I want."

He groaned helplessly and held the tip against my slick lips.

"You sure, Phee? This is real foolish."

I wrapped my legs around him and tugged him towards me slightly. He made a sound so sexy it made my toes curl. I didn't think he'd had a release since the accident, even though he'd taken care of me.

"I'm sure."

That was it. Clint slid inside of me, grunting like a wild beast. He cursed as he filled me the whole way up. The sensations were… unbelievable. The bare skin of his cock felt so good inside me, I thought I was going to faint.

He was breathing heavily as he pulled out again.

"Goddamn! Babygirl, you feel so good..."

He grunted as he pushed back inside me. He pulled out almost the whole way, cursing a blue streak while he did. Then he plunged back in.

"You're my woman, you hear me?"

"Yes Clint."

"Oh Christ- unnfff!"

He started to work his cock in and out of me at a steady pace. I tried to squeeze him with each thrust. He was moaning incoherently when I came the first time.

He was even more incoherent when I came the second time.

The third time, we came together.

Clint shouted as he pulled out, spraying my belly with his seed. I could have cried. There was something different this time. I realized wanted all of that come inside me.

He cleaned me off, both of us still shuddering. He told me to 'be still' as he pulled my pajamas back on and pulled me onto his lap.

"That was nice."

"Nice? Woman, you damn near killed me."

I smiled, snuggling deeper into his lap. I felt his cock stir beneath me and pinched his nipple. He hissed and pulled my hair back so he could kiss me.

It was a while later when he lifted his head, his blue eyes shining.

"I love you Pheonyx Delancey."

"And I love you Clint McRae."

He grinned.

"I'm going to marry you."

"I know."