Needing Arella (Rockers' Legacy Book 6)

“N-no,” she said, shaking her head side to side as if she were in agony. “But it feels so good I think I might die.”

Her walls clenched around my girth, making me see stars for a few seconds, and I couldn’t help coming a little. “I need you to come,” I groaned as I lowered my head and skimmed my lips over hers. “Because I’m about to embarrass myself if you don’t.”

“Yeah?” she breathed, clenching even harder this time, and I knew she was doing it on purpose. “So, you’re a minute man?”

“Only with you,” I said with a grunt, and she lowered her lashes, but not before I saw the pleasure my answer gave her. “You feel so fucking good, I can’t seem to hold on to my restraint, baby.”

To prove my point, I felt my cock release a little inside her. Not completely, just a micro-orgasm that had us both groaning.

“Jordan!” she cried out, her walls spasming around me and her nails slicing into my back as I spilled into her. “You’re not wearing a condom!”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chanted and pulled out of her. The action caused her to whimper and me to fight back an agonized growl. After being inside her, completely bare, all I wanted was to thrust back into her sweet heaven and never pull out again. Opening the top drawer of my bedside table, I reached in for a condom and made quick work of sheathing my cock. I was lucky there were even any in there. I hadn’t bought any for at least two years, possibly longer, and those were for my place back in Italy.

Fuck, I couldn’t remember when I’d last restocked my stash in this apartment.

As soon as it was in place, she pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me. Straddling my hips, she grasped my cock in one hand and guided it into her. She felt so tight and wet, I fisted my hands in the covers beneath me to keep from pounding up into her. My cock stretched her all over again as she took me to the base,

and we were both out of breath by the time she bent to kiss me.

“I’ve been tested. Everything was negative,” she panted. “Just in case you were worried. I’ve never done this without protection.”

“I wasn’t worried,” I assured her. “Fuck, babe, it was the last thing on my mind.” I cupped the side of her face, tracing her bottom lip with my thumb. “I’ve never been so far gone that I forgot to put on a condom. This is a first for me too.”

Her chin quivered. “I-I like that we get to share a first together,” she whispered, and I felt a lump fill my throat.

“Me too, baby.”

She started to ride me slowly, making us both forget about everything but how good it felt to be a part of each other. “I have a confession to make,” she said in a breathy voice as she kissed down my chest. “I…”

“You?” I urged, my hands going to her hips to help her ride me.

“I’ve never actually come with a guy before.” She lifted her head, and I noticed the pink that filled her cheeks. “Don’t get me wrong. It felt good. But…I just couldn’t get there.”

Unintentionally, my fingers bit into her flesh, bruising her as my jealousy tried to ruin this moment yet again. “Doesn’t seem like it’s a problem now,” I gritted out, trying to rein in my need to mark her entire body so the whole world would know she was mine.

“No,” she moaned as her hips began to increase their pace. “Definitely not a problem now. I usually have to get myself off after, but I’ve already come twice and close to a third.”

Cursing viciously, I flipped her onto her back and thrust into her so hard she screamed my name. “Arella, you are about to turn me into something I’m not if you don’t shut the fuck up about sex with other guys.”

Her nails stabbed into my hips, branding me. “And what is that?”

“A killer.” Ducking my head, I caught her left nipple between my teeth and bit down. She rewarded me with her pussy clamping down on my cock so hard, I spilled a little. Come filled the condom, but my cock was still rock hard deep inside her. “Because if you say one more word about the motherfuckers who touched you in the past, I will hunt each and every one of them down and put a bullet in their heads.”

“Oh my God,” she whined, her walls clamping and then spasming around me as she came. She dug her nails deeper, and I felt them pierce my skin, but it only revved me higher.

I lost control, pounding into her tight pussy so hard the bed frame slammed against the wall until I roared her name as I finally released. I felt something snap and knew it was the condom. With any other girl, I would have panicked. The risk of pregnancy, or that she might have lied and could pass something on to me, would have pissed me off, and I would’ve already been thinking of a way to get her out of my apartment.

Not so with Arella.

I knew she wouldn’t lie to me about her health. But it was the thought of her belly swelling with our baby that had me falling on top of her and kissing her as my cock turned to steel all over again. Every time I’d thought about kids in the past, I’d literally broken out in a cold sweat. Now, I only wanted to see how much come I could pump into my girl to get her pregnant.

If she were carrying my baby, then everyone would know who she belonged to.

Did that make me a bastard? Probably.

Did I care? Not one damn bit.

“Jordan,” she whimpered as I began thrusting my hips again. “You feel so good. I don’t want it to end.”