Page 55 of Tempting Her Grumpy Protector
“Not yet,” he grated. “You’re too small. I don’t want to hurt you.”
She shook her head wildly, her hair tumbling around her face.
“I don’t care! Please, Greer—I can’t wait. I need you in me—now.”
The Bonding Fruit burned through her veins, making her body pliant, open, hungry. She couldn’t wait another second.
“Sunny—”
“Please!” She rocked her hips against him, moaning with frustration. “I’m dying here! Let me—just let me?—”
With a groan, Greer released his iron grip on her hips.
“All right, baby—I don’t guess I can stop you. Just be careful.”
Sunny barely heard him. She only knew the way was clear and she could finally have what she so desperately needed.
She sank down on him in one swift, desperate motion, feeling her inner walls stretch wide to take his thickness.
“Ohhh!” The relief was instant. The pain that had been twisting her gut for what felt like forever loosened…softened. Being filled—finally, finally filled—was everything she craved. She clung to his shoulders, panting against his throat. “Yes—oh God, yes… Oh, Greer—you feel so good inside me.”
Greer groaned, his hands tightening on her thighs as though to anchor himself.
“Sunny…Gods, you’re so tight, little one.”
“It’s just that you’re so big.” Sunny wiggled in his lap, trying to get used to being so full. She could feel the broad crown of his cock pressing against the end of her channel and she thought nothing had ever felt so good—so right—in her life.
But the momentary relief wasn’t enough. The hunger was still there, clawing at her insides, demanding more. She couldn’t just sit here—she needed action.
“Fuck me,” she begged, her voice breaking. “Please, Greer—I need more.”
“Ride me,” he rasped, his pale eyes blazing. “If I fuck you, I’ll want to bite you. So ride me—take what you need, little one.”
Sunny moved, rocking against him, rising up and down, taking him deeper and deeper. But the ache only sharpened, spiraling higher, demanding harder, faster action.
“Please, Greer!” she sobbed. “Harder—I need it harder!”
“Fuck!” With a growl, Greer seized her hips and drove up into her. The force of it nearly knocked Sunny over. She cried out, gripping his broad shoulders for balance, her nails biting into his skin as the pressure inside her broke into shudders of pleasure.
“Is this what you want, little one?” he growled, pumping savagely into her. “Is this what you fucking need?”
“Yes, Greer—oh, yes! Don’t stop!”
As his rough love continued, Sunny felt her pleasure cresting again. She came, shaking and moaning—but even as the bliss tore through her, the hunger still burned. She needed more. Needed him.
“Please,” she gasped, digging her nails into his shoulders. “Come in me—I need it—I need your cum inside me, Greer—fill me up with it!”
His jaw locked.
“I’ll come in you. But I won’t bite you.”
His words unlocked the rest of the need inside her. His bite—that was exactly what she needed. Somehow Sunny knew it instinctively.
“But that’s what I need—I need you to bite me,” she begged. “Please, Greer—do it! I want to feel your fangs in my throat.”
He scowled.
“Fuck, little one—don’t talk like that! If I bite you, I’ll Bond you to me.”
