Taming Her Heart by Marisa Chenery Page B

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    Maggie closed her eyes, reveling in the feel of Dolf’s cock filling her, deliciously stretching her core. The friction his erection caused along her inner walls, and against her clit with each stroke in, caused her body to become flooded with pleasure.
    In and out, Dolf moved. Maggie wrapped her legs around his waist as he fucked her. The sound of their harsh breathing filled the room. She felt her body coiling tighter, readying itself for the onslaught of another orgasm. She tightened her pussy around Dolf’s plunging cock, eliciting a deep groan from him. His strokes became faster, his shaft growing harder.
    “Come for me, Maggie,” he panted. “I want to feel your pussy clutching my cock.”
    Maggie matched Dolf stroke for stroke and angled her hips so he rubbed her where it felt the best. Then with a quick indrawn breath, her climax tore through her. With a keening moan, she gave herself over to it. It seemed to go on and on forever.
    Dolf took her harder, faster, straining for his own release. His erection grew even harder until it reached the point where their bodies became locked together. He supported his upper body with his hands and growled as he came, filling her with his cum. He collapsed on top of her, but held most of his weight on his bent arms, perhaps so he wouldn’t be too heavy for her. Dolf gave her a soft kiss, then moaned again as another jet of sperm hit her cervix. Maggie lifted her hips and found that his shaft didn’t move inside her.
    She swallowed, still fighting to catch her breath from the mind-blowing orgasm he’d given her. “You really do…swell up.”
    He kissed the tip of her nose. “Yeah. You okay with it? Not that I can do anything about it, since you’re my mate, and I’ll always react this way when we have sex.”
    Maggie sucked in a breath as she felt his cock pulse again. “It seems Cydney has done a good job of preparing me for this. I knew it would happen.”
    “Cydney told you what it would be like to sleep with me? I would’ve thought that you would’ve told her you didn’t want to hear it.”
    She chuckled. “I did, the first three times she tried. By the fourth, I figured it would be easier to let her have her say and be done with it.”
    Dolf rolled them so he lay on the bottom with her sprawled along him. Even though he still came in half minute intervals, his cock was slowly softening. He reached up and brushed a lock of hair off her forehead, then continued to play with the strands. “I have to ask. How did you end up sleeping in my bed?”
    Maggie pushed up to a sitting position. The swelling having gone down enough, his cock slipped free of her body. “What did you just ask?”
    “Why are you in my bedroom, sleeping in my bed?”
    “Cydney told me this was the guestroom.”
    Dolf chuckled. “No, it isn’t.”
    “Oh, she’s a dead woman. She lied to me.”
    “Are you only mad at Cydney because she used devious means to get you in my bed, or because we ended up making love?” Dolf held himself perfectly still, as if her answer could hurt him.
    After the great sex they’d had, there was no way Maggie would tell him she hadn’t enjoyed it. For one thing, she wasn’t like that. And another, she had a feeling now that she’d slept with Dolf, he wouldn’t allow her to go back to the way things had been between them.
    Maggie leaned down and gave him a light kiss, which turned into a lingering one when he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her so she lay flush on top of him. Once he let her up for air, she said, “I’m not really mad, just ticked a bit. And only because Cyd set me up, not because of what we did.”
    Dolf ran a hand down her back until he reached her bottom, which he then squeezed. “I can’t help noticing you aren’t afraid of me anymore. What happened to change that? Not that I’m complaining.”
    “I think it had to do with Brand coming to see me today at my house.”
    Maggie found herself