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“Shhh, I’ve got you.” He reassures me, pulling the cotton from my entrance.
I hear him spit, his wet fingers sliding inside my pussy, and I’m torn between being turned on that he would do this and mortified that he’s actually doing it.
Any doubt disappears as his mouth goes back to my ass, his fingers working inside me. The pain starts to dissipate as pleasure begins rolling in, coiling tightly in my lower belly. My hips begin to move, pushing back against his mouth and hand.
He groans against me, the vibrations sending a shudder through my body. “Colt.”
His fingers push deeper as his tongue works me into a frenzy. My legs start to tremble, and I bury my face in the pillow, the sensations almost too much.
Just when I think I can’t take anymore, my body explodes, and I’m shot into outer fucking space, forgetting my own damn name. He slows his ministrations, but he doesn’t stop, dragging out every bit of pleasure he possibly can. As the orgasm fades, my cramps are gone and I exhale deeply, thankful to the man between my legs for the rumor he heard.
He removes his fingers, carefully shifting me onto my back. “Better?”
“Thank you.” I smile, feeling like everything is right in the world.
“Anytime, baby.” He moves to get off the bed, but I grab his wrist.
“Does the blood bother you?”
He looks at me like I’m crazy. “Fuck no.”
“So, you wouldn’t mind it on your dick?”
He smirks, bending down between my legs, licking one swipe over my oversensitive clit before sliding up my body, lining his head up with my entrance. “My cock is always at your service, little demon.”
A laugh dies in my throat as he slides inside me, and I cry out from sensory overload. I’m beginning to think everything is more sensitive when you’re on your period.
I gasp as he bottoms out, circling his hips.
Fuck.
I don’t know what the hell he’s doing to me, but I feel like I’m about to have an out of body experience.
My eyes are scrunched closed, and I probably look like I’m in pain, but I’m experiencing ecstasy in every sense of the word as he plays my body like an instrument.
“Look at me.” He growls and my eyes snap open. “Watch me as I consume you.”
“Fuck, Colt.” I moan, my hips meeting his with every thrust.
“My Nova. You’re fucking beautiful, taking my cock so well.”
His words send a shockwave through my body, my pussy clenching around him so tightly he gasps. “That’s it, little demon. Own this cock.”
Everything stops as my muscles tense, my back arching off the bed. He pins me with his weight, grinding against me, the intensity so strong, tears spring to my eyes. They leak down my cheeks and I sob his name as he finds his own release. He buries his face in my neck, sucking my skin as he fills me with his cum. My nails drag up and down his back, his body trembling and I truly feel like a queen.
Bringing his lips to my ear, he nips my lobe. “Let’s get a shower.”
He rises from the bed, scooping me into his arms. He takes us into the bathroom, turning on the faucet without letting me go. Steam fills the air around us as he steps into the huge shower stall. It’s more like a spa than a shower.
He presses me against the wall, the tiles cool on my back. Our foreheads touch and we watch each other for a while, not speaking a word.
I’ve never felt such an intense connection with anyone else. I never knew this kind of bond existed. Moments like this can be overwhelming, but I soak it all in, knowing how my life would be if he didn’t exist. After experiencing his love and protection, I could never be without him.
He’s my life now.
He’s owned me since the day I saw him at the foster home, I just didn’t realize it. While I felt strongly for him, even after he was gone, I never imagined it would turn into what it is.
“Tell me.” He murmurs against my lips.