Captured (Devil's Blaze MC #1)(37)

Just like that I’m awake because I feel his cock rub against my * and slide in between the folds. I let my knees fall to the side of him and I push against him just once, testing. I nearly moan from the feeling. I could come like this, just using his cock to tease myself with. It doesn’t even have to be inside of me.

“Your sky?” I gasp, doing it again, this time harder and sliding against him while tightening my * to get that delicious pressure right where I need it. Oh, f*ck yeah.

Skull wraps his hand in my hair and tugs my head up so I can look at him. I pull against his hold because I’m dying to wrap my tongue around his hard nipple and suck the small bar he has there. When he moans, I feel like a queen. In response, he pulls on my hair harder, the pain making me look at him.

“My motherf*cking sky. You are light, mi cielo… a f*cking light I didn’t know I needed. I want you shining on me all the time. I don’t want you to leave, Beth. You’re not f*cking getting away because I won’t let you. Your body, your mind, your f*cking breath is mine. I’m not letting it go. I’m not letting you go, ever.”

His words are big, so big my breath stalls. They are like foreplay all by themselves. Skull is such a force. He seems larger than life itself, and yet somehow I shine for him. I shine for him so much that he wants to keep me. He needs me. That fact settles inside of me and I force my head down, ignoring the pain. My tongue plays around the nub, licking the hard, silver barbell and sucking it completely in my mouth. Skull’s hands move from my hair down to my ass. He fingers bite into my cheeks as he shifts me so his cock rakes against my clit. I moan from the pleasure. As I release his nipple, I capture the piercing between my teeth, then tug. He growls, his hips thrusting up and driving his cock harder into the wet valley my * has created. I use my hand to torture his other barbell in much the same way.

I look and discover he’s watching everything I do, his dark eyes setting me on fire.

“On your knees, Beth. Get on your knees, now.”

His order and the hoarse growl in his voice sends vibrations of need through my body, and I instantly obey. I get up on my knees as he half-sits underneath me, then leans back to rest against the pillows. I brace myself on the headboard and wait for his next move. It doesn’t take long. He takes his large cock in his hand, stroking it slowly. There’s something so breathtakingly beautiful about his large, inked, rough hand stroking his hard slick cock. I bite into my lip, watching him stroke it from root to tip.

“Jesus, mi mujer, my cum is running out of your * even now.”

I look down and see he’s right. I didn’t bother cleaning up after we made love, and this is our third round after all. Besides, I like having him inside of me. As I watch his cum slide from my *, my muscles quiver, wanting to claim it and draw it back inside. Skull must have the same thought because he gathers it on the head of his cock then guides it into my entrance. He braces one hand on my hip, then holds his cock still as he pushes it inside of me inch by glorious inch. He stops when I have half of him inside of me. I thrust into him, trying to take more. His fingers bite into my hip, refusing to let me.

“Skull…” I whine, my * clamping down hard on his shaft.

“What is it, mi cielo? Does that greedy cunt need more of me?” he asks, feeding me a little more.

Then, all at once, he shifts his position. He grabs my hips, pulling me back down on his lap, and thrusts hard. His cock is completely inside and I can feel his balls press against me. We’re sitting now staring at each other. We did this before, but it’s different this time—the emotions have changed. He maneuvers me again and helps get my legs around him. The heels of my feet dig into his back, my * already quivering around his dick as he rakes the inside of my walls and tunnels in and out of me.

It’s a slow pace at first, our eyes locked together and just enjoying the feel of being a part of one another. I can’t stop myself from holding the side of his face. My fingers skate over his nose, then pet the soft skin of his eyelids. I want to memorize every inch of him. I don’t know how long I will have him, so I want to memorize everything. I run the pad of my thumb over his eyebrows.

Slowly, his eyes open again, his body still gently rocking in and out of me. I’m working with him now, our rhythm in sync. I’m going to come. I can feel the climax raking through my body, but I’m glued to the heat in his face.

“Beth?” he whispers.

Perhaps he sees it in my look or senses it through my touch. Maybe it’s even by the way my body is clinging to his, wanting to be as close as physically possible… I don’t know. But I’m sure he sees it before I even say it. I see the flair of recognition. So, I give him the words, the words which have been true since our first meeting.

“I love you, Skull. I love you.”

He growls. Then, using his hold on my hips, he angles my body to the side, picking up his speed. His body slams into mine repeatedly, and he grinds himself against my * with each inward thrust. I tighten my muscles around him.

“Come for me, mi cielo. I want to see you fall apart in my arms while my cock’s buried inside of you. Feel your * squeeze the f*ck out of me so you take me with you,” he commands as his hand moves down between us. He pinches my clit, twisting it.

I disintegrate into a million pieces. Skull follows me just a few seconds later. His cock jerks inside of me, the heat of his cum bathing and coating my insides. I squeeze him tighter, greedily wanting every drop.