Dark Sexy Knight (A Modern Fairytale)(62)
When she did, they were hazy and deep, the midnight blue of the night sky, her fair lashes framing dreamy orbs as they looked up at him in wonder.
“I’ve never . . . I mean, that was my first time . . .”
A blush covered her cheeks, and it was so f*cking cute, considering the fact that he’d just been knuckle deep in her *.
He grinned at her, gently pushing the hair from her forehead and staring deeply into her eyes as her words registered. “I was the first?”
She nodded shyly, blinking at him before smiling back. “Uh-huh.”
“How’d I do?”
“You need to ask?”
He raised his eyebrows. Yeah, he wanted to hear the words.
“You’re a Viking god,” she said, sighing as she reached for his cheek. “And I’m the luckiest merchant in the kingdom.” His cock jumped against her thigh as she spoke the words, and she blinked at him, then giggled softly. “I want you, Colton. I want all of you.”
She didn’t need to say it twice. “I haven’t been with anyone . . . for a while. Are you on the pill?”
“No,” she said, shaking her head. “I haven’t been with anyone for a while either.”
Reaching for his nightstand, he opened the top drawer and pulled out a condom, bringing it to his mouth and ripping open the foil. Kneeling and leaning back on his haunches, he stared down at her as he held the base of his cock and rolled the latex over his straining erection.
Verity sat up, her breasts flushed, her body glistening with a thin sheen of sweat, and Colton put his hands under her arms, lifting her onto his lap. His sex stood straight between them, sandwiched between her belly and his.
“I love you,” she whispered, gazing into his eyes. “I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you.”
“I love you too,” he said, unable to look away from her beautiful face, profoundly grateful that she had seen beyond his gruffness, to his heart, which had quickly found a new rhythm in hers.
Bracing her feet on either side of his hips, she stared into his eyes as she lifted herself up, hovered over the head of his cock for a moment, then eased her body down, letting him claim her sex just as certainly as she’d claimed his heart.
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Verity gasped as the thick head of his penis slipped beyond the outer lips of her sex, pressing forward and up. Colton stayed still, letting her set the speed and depth of penetration, but she didn’t want to go slow. She placed her hands on his shoulders, allowing gravity to do its work, and, to her amazement—though surely because of the way he’d prepared her for him—they fit together tightly, but perfectly. She felt every ridge of his erection, the throb of every heartbeat against the walls of her sex, the white heat of him as he stretched her in a way that felt so good, she couldn’t keep her cries of pleasure inside, so she let them go as her eyes rolled back in her head.
Maintaining their contact but adjusting their position, Colton sat down on the bed, spreading his legs out in front of him and cupping Verity’s ass while she pressed her body against his, her breasts flush against his chest, her arms around his neck.
He lifted her gently, then let her slide down again, stretching her a little more each time, panting with shallow breaths, soft and warm on the base of her neck. Her breasts rasped against his chest with every movement, the tips hard and sensitive, adding to her pleasure. Again he lifted her, and again she sank down onto his full length, but this time he lifted his hips to meet her with a gentle thrust, and she whimpered because it felt so f*cking right.
“More,” she whispered, arching against him, her breath coming in short pants as he lifted her again and thrust a little harder, up into her body, claiming her with his length and girth, filling her until there was no room for anyone or anything in the world but Colton and Verity and their brand-new love for each other. Her arms clutched him tighter, her fingers curled into his skin. “More. Please, more.”
He continued to move inside her with long strokes, faster and deeper, until her muscles started tightening, a delicious swirling that began in her belly and made her weightless in his arms, every sensation concentrated between her legs, where he owned her, where she owned him, where they were one.
“It’s so good,” he groaned. “It’s so f*cking good, baby.”
“Harder, Colton. More. Please. I’m so close . . .”
Still deep inside her, he adjusted their position again, laying her back on the bed and hovering above her as she bent her knees to cradle his hips.
“I love you, Verity. I was nothing without you, baby. I’ll love you . . . I’ll love you until I die.”
He thrust into her powerfully, his sex slamming into her G-spot, and she arched up against him, stars bursting behind her eyes, as she cried out his name and climaxed for the second time. His lips slammed down on hers, his tongue sliding into her mouth just before his body froze, hard yet trembling, before he bellowed her name and emptied himself into the condom.
His body collapsed onto hers, but he flipped them quickly to their sides so that he wouldn’t crush her, holding her tightly in his arms. As he twitched and shuddered, his sex throbbing in waves inside her, she reached for his head and held it against her breasts, whispering that she would love him until the end of time.
CHAPTER 14
Hours later Colt held a sleeping Verity against his body, her head nestled under his chin, her breasts soft and supple against his chest, her legs entwined with his. His arm was around her waist, keeping her close.