Page 187 of Doubts & Fears

“This pussy is mine.Youare fucking mine,” he growled, then made his way back up my body.

The look in his eyes frightened me, and I fought back the fear. “Alek, it’s my first time, and you’re so big. What if I can’t come? You’re going to make me bleed. You’re too big for me.” My voice took on a breathy desperation.

“Kitten, you’re right. I will have your blood on my sheets and my cock this evening.” His words made me shiver. “But I promise you one thing. I’ll be as gentle with you as I possibly can.”

The realization that he was willing to be gentle eased some of my worries as he positioned himself between my legs.

“Alek,” I whispered, and he stilled, raising his head and meeting my eyes. He cupped my face, kissing me lightly.

He continued to stroke my breast, dusting me with soft kisses. I knew he was trying to distract me. So I kissed him back as he ran his cock against my pussy lips, spreading me open but not pushing in. I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He groaned, “Yes, that’s my girl.”

“Wait!” I pushed against him.

He pulled back and looked at me with genuine concern. “What is it?” He looked like he was afraid I was going to ask him to stop.

“You’re forgetting something.”

“And what would that be, my pet?”

“A condom,” I breathed, not meeting his eyes.

He rocked against me once more. My body welcomed him, and soon I was moaning in pleasure once again. It was pure agony. The tip of his cock bumped against my swollen clit, and I bucked against him and cried out. My hips lifted and swiveled against him, seeking more.

“Alek, a condom. I’m not on birth control.”

He sighed, stilling my hips. “I need you to listen to me.”

I looked deeply into his eyes.

“You’re going to stop overthinking things. I want you to rub that clit against my cock right now until you come. Then I’m going to fuck you like I’ve never fucked a woman before—bareback. I will not have anything between your body and mine, understood?”

A thrill ran through me at his words, despite the foolishness of it. Pregnancy wasn’t something I could deal with, especially given that I would be on the run for a while. But my period ended a few days ago, so we were within a safe window.

“Kinsley, I’ve given you a command. Don’t make me repeat it,” he growled.

We could talk about it later. I grabbed his ass, holding him in the perfect position as I furiously ground my pussy against him. I chased that feeling, getting closer and closer, panting as it built. I knew it was going to be epic. Nothing mattered other than the sweet release I was chasing.

“Don’t move, Reaper. Not even a millimeter. I’m going to come all over your cock. God, like, right now,” I screamed out, my eyes closing as my pussy convulsed and clenched around something. I realized his fingers were pumping in and out of me.

“Such a good girl,” he moaned. “I’ll say it again. I won’t have anything between your flesh and mine. You belong to me, so I’ll take you how I want to take you, and never with a condom.”

“We’ll talk about that later. You can just pull out.” I ran my hands up his arms, catching his eyes.

My breath hitched at the possessiveness staring down at me. His gaze told me everything. Condom wearing would be a battle. Not our first, by any stretch of the imagination, but one he was going to be a stubborn ass about nonetheless. He moved so that his elbows caged my body, crushing me under him.

Heat radiated between my thighs. And then he took hold of the base of his cock and placed the tip of his slick head at my entrance. He pushed forward ever so slightly. My eyebrows shot to my hairline and my breathing changed as I realized how big he truly was.

The tip of his cock slipped inside, causing me to tremble under him. It burned as he tried thrusting in a little farther, and my body tensed at the intrusion.

Pushing against his arms, I exclaimed, “You’re too big.”

“Fuck, this is torture. Do you need your safeword?”

He reached down and kissed my neck. I stifled a sob, trying to push him off. My hands were on his chest when I felt his breath near my ear.

“Kinsley, for the love of all things holy. Answer me.” His concern and affection spoke volumes.

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