Page 120 of Connor's Claim
Inside, I sank to the floor and grazed my hands up Everly’s legs, stripping her underwear. She’d stood up to her tormentor while wearing a skeleton mask—my fantasy come to life. If I didn’t get inside her within minutes, I was going to lose it.
I pressed my lips to her soft skin, moving upwards until I reached the crease of her thighs. Her centre. Her clit. I kissed her then held her gaze with mine. “I’m so fucking proud of ye. Also, I want ye pregnant fast, so if ye thought I was on ye before, that’s nothing to what I’m going to be like now.”
Hazy-eyed, she dug her fingers into my hair, her nails grazing over my scalp. “I need to explain that pregnancy comment to Genevieve and Cassie, but I told them I’d see them again in a minute. I need this, too.”
I sucked her clit and swirled my tongue over it, loving how she draped against the wall like her legs couldn’t hold her up. By the time we arrived on the penthouse floor, I had her shaking. In the apartment, I carried her straight to the window as I’d done in the past. Under the glow of city lights, I stripped her clothes and took my time over every part of her, praising her, letting her know exactly how beautiful she was.
I made her come with slow fingers and my tongue in her cunt.
Then I freed my dick and stood, lifting Everly to back her to the big arched window. It wasn’t enough that I fucked her regularly on the floorboards of our apartment for the city to see, I needed everyone to know. Positioning her to the glass, I slid inside and groaned in pleasure. Everly curled her legs around my waist, her face buried in my neck.
“The world should see how beautiful ye are, Ev.”
“I love that you think so.”
“Because it’s true.”
She raised her focus to mine. “I love you so much.”
Any reply I could give would be an understatement. “My last breath will be your name.”
The stops were off. I bucked into her, all control lost. Downstairs, in the middle of our little torture-interrogation, she’d told the room she was pregnant. I’d claimed her as mine with actions, words, and fucking tattoos, then she’d done the same. Desperation edged me on, until my balls were tight and Everly’s soft moans then spasms around my dick had me following her into a soul-stealing climax. I came, jerking into her, then dropped my forehead to the cool glass, content for a minute to breathe her in.
My fucking phone buzzed in my jeans.
“You’d better get that,” Everly told me.
I grumbled but released her. “Lie on the sofa with your legs up. Don’t let a single drop out.”
As I swiped to answer the call, she clamped her hand to her pussy and scampered to take up the position I’d ordered.
Down the line, Arran greeted me. It had been a couple of hours since they’d left in the hunt for Alisha, and I hoped for progress.
“Manny’s on his way back. He’s going to take over at the warehouse for an hour. The Four Milers’ management tier including Red have been located and are under our watch.”
“Ye need me out there,” I filled in the gap.
“I found something and I need your take on it.”
Arran gave me an address on a street across town which bordered Four Milers’ territory. From memory, it was a derelict building, which intrigued me all the more. With a few more muttered instructions, he let me go.
I prowled back to Everly. Naked on the sofa, she’d propped a cushion under her backside and hooked her legs over the back. I rounded the furniture and took her ankles.
“Make yourself come.”
Fresh warmth spread pink across her cheeks and down her chest. “You just did that twice.”
“You’re full of my cum. I want one more before I leave.”
She sucked in a breath, but her fingers travelled to the apex of her thighs. Everly rubbed her clit, right under my gaze, and my dick thickened in my jeans once more.
Just when she was panting, her eyes closing, I tapped her ankle for her to stop. “Need to top ye up.”
The back of the sofa was at about hip height, so perfect for what I wanted to do. Freeing my dick, I reached for Everly’s hips to arrange her to receive me, then beat myself off directly over her pussy. Upside down, she stared at me with parted lips andher fingertips indenting her thighs then wandering to her tits. She tugged on her nipples.
That final image tipped me over the edge.
With a groan, I fitted the end of my dick to her waiting entrance and pulsed into her, topping her up like I’d promised. Then I pulled away to finish the job in making her come again. My mouth to her pussy. My life melding to hers.