“Mine,” I growl. She had years to play with herself. It’s my turn now. I rub her little clit, scissor a pair of fingers into her hot pussy and eat her until she creams all over my tongue.
My dick is so hard it hurts. I need inside of her. I’m going to die if I don’t get inside of her. Ironic that my last kill is my own.
“You ready for some cock, babe?”
“Yes. Yes. Give it to me.”
I fumble with my zipper but manage to get my dick out before breaking it in two. I’d have kept my jeans on but Quinn keeps pulling at them. I kick them and test her readiness.
She hisses at the penetration of my fingers.
“Ready?” I ask again.
She gives me a small nod. I fit the head of my aching cock to her small entrance and ease in, but she’s tight. Almost too tight. I freeze and my eyes fly to meet hers. “Babe?”
Quinn grimaces, gnaws at the corner of her lip, and says, “I’m a virgin.”
“Yeah. I figured. Your pussy is stressed right now.”
A giggle escapes her lips. “Stressed?”
“Stressed,” I affirm. “Your little kitty isn’t sure it wants to be invaded.”
“Oh, she wants it.” Quinn lifts her sock-covered heels and presses them against my ass. “Are you going to make me beg for it?”
My dick twitches at that idea. “I mean, is that an option?”
The giggle turns into a full-fledged laugh. “Does begging turn you on?” She grins.
“I don’t know. We should test it out.” I press forward and her body relaxes slightly, accepting another inch of my hard shaft.
Her laughter turns into a moan and her finger comes up to press against my lips again. “Another time.” She wriggles her hips and I slide further in. “For now, you have to pop my cherry.”
The words are hardly dirty. They’re like her bare legs—sexy but nothing that should have my tongue on the floor and my cum ready to burst out of me, but my body doesn’t know those rules. All I know is that my cock is inside a place no one has ever been. She’s never spread her legs for another guy. She’s never had a tongue against her cunt. She’s never had a cock inside her pussy. It’s new territory and I’m the only one who’s navigating it. I slide a hand under her ass and press inside until my balls are banging against her ass. Her eyes flutter and her breath comes in short, raspy pants.
I take her chin in my hand. “Quinn.” I wait until her gaze connects to mine. “You’re mine now. You gave yourself to me and I’m the only one who will ever touch you from now on. If anyone comes between us, anyone, whether it’s your friend or your love or your mother, I’ll kill them.”
Her lips curve up at the corners and her arms wend their way around my neck. “Then claim me. I’m yours.”
I start moving, slowly at first, trying to make sure she adjusts and then, when she’s wetter and hotter than anything in existence, I let go of my self-control. Planting a foot on the floor for leverage, I fuck her virgin pussy. She grips me hard, her fingernails scoring my back. The pain only excites me and I drive into her harder.
“Say it back to me,” I growl. “Claim me and promise to destroy anyone who comes between us.”
“I swear it,” she cries. “I’ll never let anyone come between us. You’re mine.”
I come then. The orgasm shoots through my body like a bullet in a chamber. Her words are the tinder to the spark of my desire. I couldn’t stop if I wanted to, but I don’t want to. My orgasm seems endless. I could fuck her forever. My dick doesn’t soften even after the last of my sperm jets out of me. I keep fucking her, stroking her with my steel shaft. “Come for me,” I order. I say it again but this time it’s a plea. She needs to feel what I felt. I reach down between us and rub that little clit until she arches her back and lets out a cry that rings in my ears.
She comes then and I feel her walls convulse around my dick. There are so many fucking nerve endings there and each one of them is alive and awake. I close my eyes and let her orgasm push me over the edge once again. I fill her pussy with my seed. I could be impregnating her. I could be creating life. I woke up this morning and was Daman Jones but I have been reborn into Quinn’s man. I’ll never leave her side. I’ll never stop loving her. It’s forever now.
Chapter Twelve
Quinn
I sit on top of Daman with his cock deep inside of me. I don’t know how I still have the energy to move. I lost count of how many times we went at it last night. We tried to move from the sofa to my bedroom, Daman not wanting Trin to come home and see me naked. I didn’t break it to him that living with another girl and sharing a bathroom had that ship sailing a long time ago. Before I could say anything, I ended up pinned to the wall for another round.