Page 14 of Guarded By Atlas

I bring my weak arms to his shoulders and hold tight as he positions the head of his shaft at my entrance, his eyes locked on mine as he presses forward. I wince at the intrusion. His cock isfar bigger than his two fingers, but the prep has made the stretch easier to bear.

“Do it,” I whisper, when I notice his hesitation. “Take me.”Find pleasure in me as I’ve found in you. I don’t care if it hurts… Let me please you.

He must read the unspoken words in my expression because he pushes forward, sliding his cock further inside of me. “Fuck, baby, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.” My hands slide up to his jaw, brushing the scar with my fingertips before pulling him down to kiss me, tasting myself on his lips. One of his hands sneaks between us and cups my sensitive breasts as he kisses me, and I moan, pleasure flooding my stomach.

“You’re so tight,” he growls against my lips as he starts thrusting shallowly before pulling out and then without warning slams inside of me, filling me with his manhood. “Fuuuck!”

“Oh!” I cry out. I feel him…everywhere. Filling spaces inside of me I did not know existed and with the sting is an entirely different kind of pain. One that goes beyond physical, that begs for more than just this man’s body. I want more of him, I realize.

I want his heart.

I want hiseverything.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he says, kissing my temple and giving me time to adjust to his massive girth. “If it hurts too much—”

“No,” I cut him off. “I want this…you.”

“Fuck, you’re killing me here, sweetheart.”

“Then don’t stop,” I plead, rolling my hips to test the pain, but it’s dulled to a throb. “I don’t want you to stop.”

His eyes are locked on mine as he withdraws, leaving only the tip of his cock before he slams back into me, robbing me of my breath. I wrap my arms back around his shoulders and rock up to meet his thrust. He pulls back again, lifting my hip to his waist before slamming home, and my back arches off the bed as it sends him sinking impossibly deeper into me.

Whatever control he was holding snaps as he slides one arm beneath my ass before he starts hammering into me. Pulling out and pounding back into me with the intensity of a beast in heat. I cling to him, whimpering as his cock strokes that sensitive spot inside me with every slam. I wrap both legs around his waist as his thrusts turn brutal, moaning as his cock grazes all the right spots with a blend of pain and pleasure.

“Oh God… Harder!” I beg despite myself as he fans the flames that threatens to ignite a forest fire. Taking every bit of his cock like it was made for me.

Like he was made for me.

His chest rubs against my tits, stoking the fire inside me until I can almost smell the smoke. “Mine,” he grinds out, his voice harsh to my ears as he rocks into me fast, rubbing at my clit with the base of his cock with every thrust. “I’m going to make you mine. Possess every inch of this pussy and make you scream until everyone in the clubhouse knows that you belong to me. This body…this pussy belongs to me!

“Yours,” I sob as a rough shudder takes over my body.

“Going to shoot in this pussy, mark you with my cum.”

“Yes,” I moan, holding him close to me. Christ, we’re having bare sex. As a nurse, I know better than to do something this crazy with a stranger, but in the moment, I’ve never wanted anything more. Just the idea sends me to the edge, nearly toppling me over. “Do it. Want to feel your cum inside me.”

His hands dig into my skin as his tempo shifts, jackhammering so hard into me, my orgasm crashes over my body without any warning. My back arches and mouth parts on a scream as wave after wave rolls through my system. My muscles lock hard around his shaft before releasing with rough tremors. He pounds into me through the orgasm, pistoning in and out of me like a madman, faster and harder…

“Fuck!” he roars, pushing deep into me as his cock swells inside of me, jerking before he fills me with spurt after spurt of his seed, thrusting shallowly into my still trembling sex. “Goddamn, baby,” he pants as he rocks into me, his body twitching with mine as he pours everything inside me.

Until I’ve taken everything.

Then and only then, does he let go. We both lie in silence, limp and sated. I knew sex is supposed to feel good, or else there wouldn’t be so many people in the world having it, but I never dreamed up anything close to this. Or maybe it’s only like this because it’s him.

The man who rescued me then proceeded to steal my heart. Then rocked my body and overwhelmed every one of my senses.

“Are you okay?” he asks, his voice deep and so close to my ear that it sends goosebumps erupting over my skin.

“I’m fine,” I say. Well, he’s cutting off circulation to my arms and legs, but his body is like a furnace and I like the way he feels against me. “I’m more than fine, actually.”

“Good,” he says, pushing back, and I immediately miss his weight. He climbs off the bed, and with the lust haze faded, I allow myself to really look at him and all that delicious muscle covered in tattoos, and my eyes widen when I get a good look at his cock. God, I can’t believe that monster was inside of me! Nowthat I think about it, I am starting to feel a little sore. “You’ll feel better after a hot bath.”

I blush at the thought that he might’ve read my mind. “Yeah,” I say, taking his hand and letting him lead me into the bathroom when a sudden thought occurs. “Wait, do you have a cat?”

He laughs, and he must read genuine confusion on my face as he guffaws, turning on the water and pulling me under the hot spray. I let him wash me, all the while wondering if I was hallucinating.

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