Breaking Beast (Pounding Hearts 4)

“Please Alex,” I plead, squirming beneath him.

That little pinch only temporarily muted my desire for him. Now that the pain has faded away, the throb has returned with a vengeance.

“Are you sure?” he asks, his eyes locking on mine and gleaming with emotion.

“Yes,” I groan. “I’m sure. I want you to be my first.”

“Fuck,” he curses and shudders above me. “I’m a bastard.”

“Please Alex,” I beg softly, grabbing his face with both of my hands. “You can’t leave me like this.”

Looking deep into his eyes, I watch the last of his resistance crack. “If it hurts, if you want to stop, just tell me,” he says gruffly.

I eagerly nod my head.

“I’ll try my best to go slow…”

I nod my head and then pull his head down for a kiss. He groans and shudders as my lips press against his lips.

Sliding my leg against his leg, I rock my hips up, showing him that I want it.

His kiss deepens, his tongue thrusting against mine harder. I struggle to keep up with him, becoming too focused on our lips.

Then I feel it, something hard pushing into me and another pinch of resistance as my body tries to deny him entrance. But the pain only lasts a moment before something breaks inside of me.

He thrusts all the way in.

I feel a little sore and so very full of him.

“Alex,” I gasp against his lips.

Slowly he begins to pull back, and fearing that he’s decided to stop, I wrap my legs around his waist and dig my heels into his ass.

“Fuck,” he curses against my lips and thrusts forward, filling me back up.

“That feels so good,” I moan as all these new delicious sensations hit my senses.

“Does it hurt?” he asks, sounding strained as he pulls back and thrusts forward again.

“No,” I pant and clench down, tightening my thighs around his hips. “It feels amazing.”

“You’re so fucking tight,” he groans out from between his teeth as he slowly pumps himself in and out of me. Fighting through my clench.

Words fail me as he thrusts deep and grinds against my clit.

I throw my head back, swept away by a wave of overwhelming pleasure that steals all my breath.

“So fucking beautiful,” he growls, his cock gliding faster and faster with my wetness. Creating this aching pressure that keeps building and building.

“You’re so fucking perfect, Christy,” he says huskily.

I feel more of his weight come down on me. His hands grab me by the thighs and I open my eyes to see him staring hard at me.

Something flashes in his eyes and then he grins. “And now you’re mine.”

Pulling my thighs up higher, he tips my hips up and then he’s suddenly hitting a spot inside of me that feels crazy amazing.

“Oh my god,” I cry out, nearly screaming.

His chest smashes against my breasts, squishing them between us, and his breath is hot against my neck as I clutch at his shoulders for dear life.

There’s something about that spot that he keeps hitting that’s driving me crazy. It’s impossible for me to remain still and my head thrashes back and forth against the bed.

It’s almost too much. Too much pleasure, too much sensation. Too much pressure. I’m half afraid I’m going to die from it.

I start to push at his shoulders, not entirely aware of what I’m doing.

“Don’t fight it,” he growls and then his fingers are wrapping around my wrists, pinning them above my head.

But I can’t help it. I have the strangest urge to fight him. To sink my teeth into his shoulder and scratch my nails down his back.

His hips thrust faster, his body crashing into my body. “Just let go, baby.”

“Alex,” I whine, wanting to tell him I can’t but unable to get the words past my lips as the strongest wave of pleasure yet rolls through me.

I squirm and arch my body beneath his body. Wanting to get away yet wanting to get closer to him.

I can barely hear him over the loud slapping of his skin against my skin. “I got you,” he growls. “Trust me.”

I don’t understand what’s happening but I’m running out of the strength to fight it. Shifting above me, his chest leaves my breasts and his hands open, releasing my wrists. But before I can shove him away or buck him off me, he’s pushing my knees forward until they nearly touch my chin.

“Come for me, baby,” he grunts.

In this new position, he’s able to hit the deepest part of me. His cock pounding into my pussy as his balls slap against my ass.

Inside me it feels like something cracks and then I’m bursting open.

“Alex,” I scream, over and over again.

The waves of pleasure are so intense my entire body feels like it’s convulsing with the orgasm.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he roars, swelling up inside me.

The walls of my sex spasm around him, gripping him and pulling him in.