“Feck.” I grip her hair and pull her onto me hard, forcing her to take more of me than she’s ready for. She chokes and gags for only a second before she slides back and does it again on her own. My eyes start to roll back, and I’m seconds away from losing it. “No,” I bark as I pull her off and toss her up the bed. I’m on her before she can go anywhere. My cock finds her slippery core, and I slide through her desire over and over, hitting her clit and sending her back to the edge. She moans and begs me for more.
“Please, Brody. Please give it to me.”
“You want it, baby. Are you sure you’re ready?”
“I’m ready,” she cries, and I position myself at her entrance.
Lost in my desire, I slam into her body. I feel the resistance but don’t stop until I’m balls deep and practically touching her cervix. She screams, and I look down to see tears streaming down her face.
“Feck, baby, I’m sorry,” I grumble as I lean my body close to hers. My elbows rest beside her head, and she turns to rub her face against my arm. I take her lips in a soft, tender kiss, wanting to ease the pain I caused. “I didn’t want to hurt you,” I say between kisses.
“It was going to hurt no matter what.”
“Can I move?” I ask her as she starts to shift around.
“Please,” she says, and I pull out to slowly slide back in.
She starts to move too. When her hands slide over my back and her little nails dig into my skin, I’m close to losing it again. I lean up and move her hands over her head. Securing them in one fist, I hold her down as I move in and out of her body in long, quick strokes. I’m building her up fast and hard. She cries out and starts chanting. When I feel her cunt throbbing against my cock, I reach between us and stroke her clit, sending her over the edge.
“Brody. Brody.” She screams my name, and I hold back my orgasm. When I feel her trembling subside, I ramp her up again.
“One more time, baby, then I’m giving you everything in my cock. I’ll make you mine.” I know she’s on birth control. She told me she went on it to help regulate her period. I can’t breed her, but I’ll leave my spunk inside her so she knows who she belongs to.
“Yes, Brody,” she begs as I thrust into her deeper and harder.
I don’t release her hands or let her go. I move inside her over and over. When I look down our bodies, I see my cock sliding out covered in her essence, and it’s almost too much.
“Let me touch you, please.”
I free her hands, unable to deny her. When she grips my arse cheeks and pulls me into her harder, I’m done. I’m beyond reason. I lift her leg, opening her up to me, as I move harder, over and over. Faster and faster. She starts to move, and we both yell as we come together. My body lost to the desire and need to be inside her forever now.
I fall to the side and pull her into me. She wraps herself around my body, and we drift off.
Chapter Six
Moira
I come awake and hear his steady breathing. I look over at Brody, asleep. His face is relaxed, without that ever-present scowl he always wears. I run my hands along his scruff.
“Keep it up, and I’ll feck you again, spitfire,” he says before his eyes flutter open.
“I thought you were asleep.”
“I was until you shifted. I know where you are every time I’m in the room with you.”
“It’s the same for me. I can sense when you come into a room. You’re like a magnet calling to me.”
I can’t believe I confessed that to him. I’ve always felt like we’re two magnets, sometimes repelled, sometimes pulled irresistibly together. But I always know when he’s near. There’s a shift in the air.
He rolls onto his side and pulls me close. I shift into him, our bodies fitting perfectly together. I don’t know why I finally gave in to what he wanted from me and what I was willing to give. I want so much with him, but I’m not sure if we can ever survive our families.
“Do you ever feel like it’s too much?” I ask him, and he rubs his hand against my cheek. I can’t stop myself from leaning into him.
“What’s too much?”
“Our families. Our career choices and life.”
“Baby, I’m mostly legal. I’ll do illegal things to protect and provide for you if I have to, but most of my life is on the right side of the law. It’s that one percent of the time that I do things your family would consider illegal. I don’t sell drugs. I don’t sell flesh.”