could hardly get the words out.
Every fiber of her body was focused on reaching that elusive peak. Jesse’s enormous cock filled her so full she didn’t think there was room for a whisper of air in her body. It was raw and brutal but at the same time intensely personal on a visceral level. He was doing more than taking her flesh—he was claiming her soul.
She had never had sex like this before, so all-consuming. Nothing in her life had prepared her for the primitive nature of this coupling. Yet, as hard as he pushed her, she reached for more and tried to climb even higher. A freight train roared through her, the noise obliterating everything but the thundering of her heart and the convulsive clenching of her muscles over and over again.
She couldn’t breathe, her heart hammering against her ribs so hard she was afraid it would explode.
“All right, then.” His voice was barely distinguishable. “Let’s do it. Let me have every bit of that tasty body I crave like a drug.”
Above her, his muscles tensed, then his hips increased their pace, his testicles slapping at her thighs. One moment, he was driving her forward, the next he was shuddering over her, flooding the condom with his seed, pumping into her again and again.
Her orgasm exploded through her, shaking her from head to toe, every muscle clenching and spasming. Perspiration poured from her as she felt the pulsing of his penis inside the hot, dark tunnel of her rectum.
“Mine!” he hollered, and she didn’t have the strength to disagree.
Or the desire.
He held her as the aftershocks rippled through her, body jerking and convulsing, tight little ass pushing back again and again on his still swollen cock.
How could she ever give up the feelings he aroused in her, the volatile sex that threatened every moment to burn them alive? No man had ever given her this, made her pleasure more important than his own. He owned her now, she was his to do with as he wished and she wasn’t sure she’d ever get enough of him. She’d gone and done it now, for sure.
At last, when she was sure one more spasm would kill her, Jesse collapsed forward on her, pressing her into the mattress, his strong arms holding her tightly to him.
Alexa had no idea how long they lay there, glued together, sweat drying on their skin, lungs gasping for air, and hearts trying valiantly to find a calmer rhythm.
Jesse’s arm moved, and his fingers traced a pattern on her cheek. He tucked the sweat-soaked strands of hair behind her ear and feathered tiny kisses on her shoulder and neck.
“Jesus Christ, Alexa,” he breathed.
“Indeed.”
They were silent again for a long while. Then he moved and rolled them to their feet. “I hope you have an inexhaustible supply of hot water because I think we need another shower.”
He lifted her with arms that shook slightly and headed for the bathroom.
“We have some serious talking to do,” he told her, adjusting the faucets. “Whatever this started out to be, it’s moved way past it. It’s a lot more than play now. I’m a selfish bastard, darlin’, and I’m through trying to be noble. Somehow, we’ll work through what I do and what we are together, because I have a news flash for you. You belong to me now, Alexa Morgan. You’re mine. Remember that.”
Would you still feel that way, Jesse, my love, if you knew the woman you’re holding in your arms is only half-human? What then?
Chapter Six
Alexa had pulled her nightshirt back on, and Jesse had a bath towel knotted low on his hips. She found an open bottle of wine in the fridge and brought it into the bedroom with two glasses. Now, they sat cross-legged on the bed, sharing it.
“I don’t know why I’m not passed out on your floor.” He grinned. “Charlie and I had a hellacious night tonight. Then I show up here and fuck your brains out. Not to mention what’s left of mine.” He raised his glass in a toast to her. “You could breathe life into a mummy, sweet
Every fiber of her body was focused on reaching that elusive peak. Jesse’s enormous cock filled her so full she didn’t think there was room for a whisper of air in her body. It was raw and brutal but at the same time intensely personal on a visceral level. He was doing more than taking her flesh—he was claiming her soul.
She had never had sex like this before, so all-consuming. Nothing in her life had prepared her for the primitive nature of this coupling. Yet, as hard as he pushed her, she reached for more and tried to climb even higher. A freight train roared through her, the noise obliterating everything but the thundering of her heart and the convulsive clenching of her muscles over and over again.
She couldn’t breathe, her heart hammering against her ribs so hard she was afraid it would explode.
“All right, then.” His voice was barely distinguishable. “Let’s do it. Let me have every bit of that tasty body I crave like a drug.”
Above her, his muscles tensed, then his hips increased their pace, his testicles slapping at her thighs. One moment, he was driving her forward, the next he was shuddering over her, flooding the condom with his seed, pumping into her again and again.
Her orgasm exploded through her, shaking her from head to toe, every muscle clenching and spasming. Perspiration poured from her as she felt the pulsing of his penis inside the hot, dark tunnel of her rectum.
“Mine!” he hollered, and she didn’t have the strength to disagree.
Or the desire.
He held her as the aftershocks rippled through her, body jerking and convulsing, tight little ass pushing back again and again on his still swollen cock.
How could she ever give up the feelings he aroused in her, the volatile sex that threatened every moment to burn them alive? No man had ever given her this, made her pleasure more important than his own. He owned her now, she was his to do with as he wished and she wasn’t sure she’d ever get enough of him. She’d gone and done it now, for sure.
At last, when she was sure one more spasm would kill her, Jesse collapsed forward on her, pressing her into the mattress, his strong arms holding her tightly to him.
Alexa had no idea how long they lay there, glued together, sweat drying on their skin, lungs gasping for air, and hearts trying valiantly to find a calmer rhythm.
Jesse’s arm moved, and his fingers traced a pattern on her cheek. He tucked the sweat-soaked strands of hair behind her ear and feathered tiny kisses on her shoulder and neck.
“Jesus Christ, Alexa,” he breathed.
“Indeed.”
They were silent again for a long while. Then he moved and rolled them to their feet. “I hope you have an inexhaustible supply of hot water because I think we need another shower.”
He lifted her with arms that shook slightly and headed for the bathroom.
“We have some serious talking to do,” he told her, adjusting the faucets. “Whatever this started out to be, it’s moved way past it. It’s a lot more than play now. I’m a selfish bastard, darlin’, and I’m through trying to be noble. Somehow, we’ll work through what I do and what we are together, because I have a news flash for you. You belong to me now, Alexa Morgan. You’re mine. Remember that.”
Would you still feel that way, Jesse, my love, if you knew the woman you’re holding in your arms is only half-human? What then?
Chapter Six
Alexa had pulled her nightshirt back on, and Jesse had a bath towel knotted low on his hips. She found an open bottle of wine in the fridge and brought it into the bedroom with two glasses. Now, they sat cross-legged on the bed, sharing it.
“I don’t know why I’m not passed out on your floor.” He grinned. “Charlie and I had a hellacious night tonight. Then I show up here and fuck your brains out. Not to mention what’s left of mine.” He raised his glass in a toast to her. “You could breathe life into a mummy, sweet
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