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He smirks, his fist still gripping my hair. “More than you know.”
Maddox pulls me up to my knees, so I’m face to face with him. I reach my hand between our bodies. His hand trails down to my neck, pulling me up to meet his lips.
“I’ll never let anything happen to you ever again, Isabella. I love you,” he whispers in my ear.
I’ve always understood these intimate moments lead to those words. Carnal desire and the expression of love are synonymous. So why do I find it so difficult to say them back? It’s not that I don’t feel it. I realized long ago that I’m madly in love with Maddox. But the words choke at the back of my throat.
Until finally they come.
“I love you too, Maddox.” And as they leave my lips, a weight is lifted off my shoulders. Those three little words break the curse that has weighed me down for so long. This isn’t the love I shared with a vengeful father, who was ready to throw me aside for some power alliance. This is real love, with a man who’d do anything for me.
“I love you,” I say again, and then a third time. I’d cry it to the God damned heavens if I didn’t think Maddox would find that a little silly. Though, knowing him, he’d probably love it all the same.
His eyes go wide hearing me say it, but his face softens. A nervous giggle escapes me, and he joins in. And, while we’re sitting there worshiping one another, and awe-struck, Maddox wraps his arms around my waist, and pulls me on top of him as he falls onto his back.
“You take control, Isabella. I want this to be as comfortable for you as possible,” he says.
God. I really do love how much he cares. I know it will hurt, but I don’t care. I’m happy I get to take control – he’s compassionate when it comes to me, when he could be scared to get a little rough on my first time.
His hands explore my body. From my shoulders to my breasts, to my waist, all the way to between my legs. He gently stimulates me, picking up the pace as my moans become more frantic.
I grind my hips back and forth along his length. I’m soaking, so his skin glides effortlessly against mine. The way he’s looking at me makes me feel so sexy and so wanted. I can’t wait anymore, I’m impatient to have him inside of me.
I lift myself, gripping the base of his cock to help guide him inside of me. He hangs his head back and lets out a moan, as I run the tip of his cock along my wet lips, repeatedly, all the way up and down.
This is the moment we’ve been waiting for. I won’t tease him for long.
I line his head against my entrance, slowly and carefully easing myself down onto him. The pain is sharp, especially on the easing down. Though, there’s relief while I pull myself up. I don’t dare go further than half of his girth, not until the pain dissipates completely.
“You okay?” he asks, pausing while he watches me squirm.
“Mmm-hmm,” I groan. “More than okay.” I give him a reassuring smile.
“Just a little more, and I promise, it’s going to blow your mind,” Maddox says.
I nod at him, biting my lip, eagerly waiting to reach this point. I know he’s right. Every action, every thrust, gets easier and easier, until a wave of sheer bliss washes over me. The tingles that Maddox’s cock sends throughout my body, fill me with warmth, radiance, and utter pleasure. I know it, right then and there; I’m hooked to Maddox, the same way he’s hooked to me.
Claimed, wanted, loved – that’s all I’ve ever wanted. And now I’ve got it all, from one man.
When I’m feeling more comfortable, more adventurous, I slide myself all the way down and bite my lip. It takes a bit of practice, but I get used to the motion of grinding myself up and down soon enough. Maddox lifts himself so that he’s sitting and we can kiss while we make love. It feels better than I thought it would. Kissing him while we fuck just enhances it all…
He eventually makes his way from my mouth, down my jawline. He nibbles on my neck, making his way up to my earlobe. Goosebumps rush over my body and a tingling sensation akin to an itchy satisfaction builds in my belly. Every bounce, up and down scratches the itch, sending waves of satisfaction rolling through every inch of me.
I lose control, bouncing up and down. The room is filled with a mixture of our grunts and moans, and I lose myself. I forget about everything else, every problem, every heartbreak. All that exists is this moment, is us.
Maddox grips my ass, guiding me along his cock. I can feel myself tighten around him, grinding my hips against him stimulates all the right places and I reach climax all over again. While I’m still coming, he puts his hand on my lower back, easing me down onto the bed so that he’s on top of me.
I can’t breathe and I feel dizzy, but I’ve never felt so euphoric in my life.
Now that I’m accustomed to his manhood’s dimensions, Maddox takes control. He thrusts inside of me with sheer ferocity, taking what he wants. His strong hands grip my hips, pinning me in place, my legs spread wide for him, while he guides himself in and out of me. My eyes roll to the back of my head. I can’t control myself.
Maddox bends down, his hands moving on either side of my head, and he kisses me again. His thrusts are rhythmic, long, and hard. My hands instinctively run along his back, my nails digging into him. Our kiss is fiery and passionate and just as I feel I’m about to come again, he pulls his lips away from me. I whimper, disappointed that he’s stopped kissing me.
“I’m close, Isabella,” he says. “I won’t last much longer, and I want to look into your eyes as I come inside of you.”
I nod in confirmation.
His pleasure and mine, unite in one. He places a hand beneath my head to steady our gaze. He breathes heavily, open-mouthed as we both moan.