Page 109 of Beast

He tastes like strawberries and ice cream and everything I've ever wanted.

I reach between us and slide my hand inside his sweatpants, and moan when I feel his delectable cock grow bigger in my hands.He shivers beneath my touch, his eyes growing heavy with lust and a blazing carnal heat.

I think about a young Beast and the woman who broke his heart and I kiss him harder, as if I can take away the pain that lingers deep inside him.

“They can’t hurt you anymore,” I say, trailing my lips along his jaw to his ear. “I’m here now.”

With a deep rasp, he grabs my face and kisses me so hard my lips will bruise.

It makes me hungrier for him.

Needier.

“I’ll hurt anyone who hurts you,” I say between frantic kissing. He growls in appreciation and drives his mouth harder against mine.

He shoves down his sweatpants and yanks me closer, spreading my thighs and thrusting himself inside me.

The intrusion is both excruciating and pleasing, and so damn hot it knocks the air out of me.

“You can’t say things like that to me if you don’t mean them,” he says, thrusting deep and hard into my drenched pussy.

“I do mean them,” I say, my voice shaky as he slams into me. “I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

He groans. He wants to believe me. But his wound runs deep.

So does mine. Trusting Beast is as dangerous for me as it is for him to trust me. Because even though I feel like I have known him my whole life, I haven’t. He has secrets, and I’m smartenough to know they could shake the foundations of what we are building.

But even so, I feel powerless to stop what I feel for him.

I want to heal him. I want to drink all the poison from his body. I want to remove the past that continues to haunt him over and over and over again.

And right now, as his muscular inked body possesses mine, I don’t want to stop anything that is happening between us, because all I can see, think, and feel, is him.

I look down between us to where his powerful cock slides in and out of me, cum lubricating his thick length as it disappears in and out of my soaked pussy.

“Belle—” He rasps my name desperately. “I can’t control myself around you. I’m going to come.”

“I don’t want you to control yourself around me. Not anymore.” Our eyes meet. “Come inside me.”

He thrusts one more time, then catches my hips and holds me firmly against him as his thick cock pulses inside me, throb after throb of his cum unleashing into me.

“Say you mean it,” he demands, sounding tortured as he comes. “Say it’s true.”

I run my hand through his hair. “I mean it all, Beast. I promise.”

When his breathing comes back to him he presses his forehead to mine.

A moment passes before he gently catches my chin between his fingers and looks into my eyes.

“You’re mine now,” he says.

I nod. “Yes.”

“I won’t let you leave me.”

“Was that ever an option?”

He runs his thumb across my damp lip, his eyes tracking the movement. “I mean it, Belle, don’t leave me.”

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