Captured (Devil's Blaze MC #1)(22)

“Amante dulce. I am going to take you. I’m going to take you in every way imaginable … starting with consuming you,” I tell her, or maybe I’m warning her. I wrap my arms around her thighs, pulling her * into my face. Then, I eat her. My tongue pushes inside, f*cking her and adding the pressure of my mouth and nose. I release only to lick up to her clit and suck it in my mouth. “Fuck my face, sweet Beth. Take your pleasure. Take it.” I encourage her as she tries to ride. I bring one hand back and thrust my fingers back into her * while I torture her with my mouth, eating, licking, teasing, f*cking, and devouring her.

“Skull!”

She screams above me, but I can already feel the way her muscles are fluttering and squeezing me. Just as the first flood of cream bathes my face, I pull away, rise quickly while she’s in the throes of her orgasm. Then, I slam home inside of her, tearing through her virgin barrier and making her completely mine. The walls of her * collapse against my cock, squeezing the f*ck out of it. She cries out and looks up at me with tears in her eyes. It takes everything I have to hold myself still as her muscles flutter and squeeze against my cock, demanding I move. I can’t. Not yet. I owe her this much.

“It hurts,” she moans through her tears, even while her body still shudders from her earlier pleasure.

“Only for a moment, mi cielo. Can you feel how you’re already making room for my cock? Stretching to fit only my cock? Mine…”

I bring my fingers between our bodies, seeking her clit and rubbing it gently in my need to arouse her further. After just a little bit, I slide a little further inside. Beth gasps, her head lolling back in pleasure. I keep working her clit until her hungry snatch begins taking me even deeper. When I bottom out, balls deep inside of her, I maneuver her body carefully so that I’m lying over her. I kiss her tears, taking them on my tongue just as I did the sweet juice from her *. They belong to me, just as her body does. She’s mine now. Her fate is sealed and no one will take her away from me, ever.

“Shouldn’t you be moving?” she whispers, pushing up with her hips and moaning from the sensation. I smile, feeling a happiness I have never felt before. I slide back out and her fingers bite into my arm as she tries to stop me. The heels of her feet curl into my ass; she clings to me almost as tight as her * does to my shaft, refusing to give it up. I leave just the tip inside.

“Beth,” I prompt, needing to see her face.

“Skull…?”

“You belong to me,” I tell her.

Somewhere along the way, I forgot that this was only supposed to last until I grew bored. I have been captured by this little slip of a woman and I do not want to let go. She heals something deep inside of me. She calms the beast that has always been clawing from within, needing to break free. She doesn’t give me the words back, but she licks her lips and nods her head yes.

That’s enough. For now.

I thrust hard into her, letting my balls slap against her. I grind myself into her and then pull back, only to thrust again. I worry I should be making sure she’s okay, but when her hips thrust up into me, I stop worrying.

Then she whispers, “More.”

That’s all I need. I push into her harder the next time, and I don’t stop. Every thrust is deeper, grittier. Each pull grows faster until the two of us are frantically f*cking each other, her body trying to keep up and meet my every demand. Even as she finishes her orgasm, I don’t let up. My hand pulls her hip up at an angle so I rake the sides of her walls. She cries out from the added stimulation. My dick sinks even farther in, scraping her cervix. That’s when I let my fingers go to her clit and manipulate it until she’s crying out my name again and I feel her second orgasm crash through her. I slam into her, knowing I’m ready to explode. As she clenches against my cock and sucks me inside her heaven, I let go. I feel my seed flooding her womb, painting her insides with… me.

Before I’m done, every inch inside and outside of her will be marked and owned by me. Only me.





We lie there for a while. Our bodies are still joined because I’m just not ready to leave her yet. I don’t know much about virginity, that’s true enough. But I know I want to take care of her. What she just gave me was special. I didn’t think I would feel that way, not consciously. But knowing that I was the first to bring her pleasure … The first to own her body … I’m a possessive, greedy f*ck, and I find that now that I’ve had her, I don’t want to turn her loose for another *. All my previous plans with Beth have been thrown out the window.

These are the thoughts racing through my brain after the best climax I can remember having. I hope I’m just drunk on *, but I have a feeling I’m not. I force myself to push off of Beth. I’d collapsed over her, and even though I move to the side, I fear I’m still squashing her. I hiss as my dick drags out of her swollen *, not wanting to let me go. Even now, after the workout I just gave her, her greedy little cunt is trying to suck me back in, unwilling to give up one inch. Fucking perfection, right there. Beth moans, and even though she’s half asleep, she tries to pull me back to her.

“Where are you going? Don’t leave, Skull,” she says, her tired voice hoarse from her cries and filled with desire. My dick should be tired as a motherf*cker, but instead, he’s already perking back to life.

I look down at him and see the telling signs of her blood on my shaft and between her thighs. That should bother me, but it doesn’t. I want to beat on my damned chest like f*cking Tarzan while screaming for my woman.