Page 30 of Under Pressure

“Yes,” she whispered back, pushing herself down on him.

Groaning, he bit her neck and slid her down his long shaft. She gasped as she sensed him enter her, taking up way more space inside her than she ever remembered. Kissing her more deeply, he grinned at her reaction and gave her a second to recover. She locked eyes with him, softer than before, with one hand gripping his muscular shoulder for dear life, while her other hand rested on the long scar on his perfect cheekbone and temple. There were so many secrets between them.

“If you own me, that means you own me all the time,” she said, as he moved his mouth down her throat to suck at her sensitive neck skin.

He grunted in reply, vigorously moving her body up and down his cock. Goddamn, she instantly melted with the sensation. He was her sexual kryptonite. He groaned in agreement as he bit her throat hard, pushing deeper into her.

“I want you all the time,” Delta admitted.

She exhaled, inviting him to fuck her senseless. Rocking her body on his shaft the exact way he wanted to, he drove her to see stars as he fucked her to another orgasm. Holding her against the wall like she weighed nothing, his power was overwhelming, only intensifying her attraction to the SEAL. He was all-consuming, bringing her to a place she’d never been, promising things she’d never had.

Never before—not even the first time they’d messed around—had she felt what she felt then. She cried out with every thrust at the raw intensity he brought. It was delicious. It was terrible. It was amazing. She couldn’t take it anymore. But she needed it to never stop. She wanted to have more and more and more.

“Baby,” she cried and pleaded as explosions of pleasure ran up her core as he rocked her pussy, dripping her cum down his shaft to the base, “don’t ever stop.”

His only response was raw grunting alongside his teeth meeting the edge of her jaw and neck, like he needed her to fucking know just how he owned her. She was never, ever going to take another cock other than his for as long as she lived. He fucked her intensely, clearly enjoying every second that she gasped for breath. The closer he grew to the edge, the more savage he seemingly became—apparently caring even less about being tender, not that he ever was. He roughed her up like it might be the last fuck he was ever going to have.

“Ruin me for anyone else,” she groaned, breathless as she came.

Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes as she got the words out, telling him more than he probably wanted to know.

“Fucking right.”

He lapped her emotions up through a pained voice as he finally exploded inside her, holding her against the wall as his cum dripped down his cock and out of her. With his heart thudding hard and him breathing heavily, he rested his forehead against her. Everything about his sweaty, hot build and warm, manly scent filled her nose. She was open and relaxed—and falling.

And that was when her eyes flicked open, like a light switch turned on.

Falling.

That was exactly the feeling she’d had last time.

She bit her lip, not wanting to say anything when he drew her down onto the bed with him, holding her closer. It was clear that he had no words left to say. Kissing her hair and drawing the sheets over their bodies, he refused to let her go. Her head on his chest, his arms around her, she hadn’t ever felt so blissful.

“I’m sorry,” he confessed.

“For what?” she whispered.

“For being an asshole,” he rumbled a sleepy reply. “For not being there.”

“You’re here now,” she reminded him, wanting it all to be real, wanting to share everything with him. The longer he held her, the safer she felt. It was everything she’d ever wanted from the man she could never have.

“You need someone to be there for you.”

“Is that going to be you?”

“I want it to be,” he grumbled. “I’m trying.”

His rhythmic breathing was deepening, and it was clear to her that he was passing out.

As she also slid into sleep, she found herself just as alone and confused. He couldn’t be turning a corner… could he? She held tepidly on to the hope that things had changed, and she let her eyes flutter closed as he held her in his arms. Her dreams that night were not as calming as she’d wanted, however, given the remarkable release Delta had given her. His non-committal words tugged at the seams in her mind, threatening to unravel it all.

And when she woke in the first rays of morning, she realized that there was no one else in the hotel room.

He was gone.

Springing out of bed for no reason other than disbelief, she looked left and right, not even sure what she was looking for. Some evidence that it hadn’t all been a dream? The only thing that told her it wasn’t was her aching pussy and the bite marks across her neck, as she looked in the hotel mirror hanging on the wall.

He’d come, he’d seen, he’d conquered—and he’d left. All she heard was screaming ricocheting in her mind, the sound of her brain reminding her heart, ‘I told you so’.

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