Page 75 of Shattered Veil
Her gray eyes lock onto mine as I push inside. We both groan at the sensation. She’s tight, almost painfully so, but her body yields to me inch by inch.
Brigid gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders.
I grit my teeth as I slow myself down, fighting the urge to slam all the way into her.“You feel incredible,” I growl.“So fucking perfect.”
When I’m finally fully sheathed inside her, I pause, giving her time to adjust. Her inner walls flutter around me, and I struggle to maintain control. Brigid’s eyes are wide, her lips parted.
“Fuck,” Brigid breathes, her eyes wide as she adjusts to my size.“You feel so big inside me.”
I groan at her words, fighting to hold still.“And you feel fucking perfect wrapped around my cock. So tight and wet for me.”
Her cheeks flush at my crude praise. I roll my hips experimentally and she gasps, arching beneath me.
“More,” she demands breathlessly.“Please, Marius.”
Who am I to deny such a sweet request? I pull back slowly before thrusting deep, setting a steady rhythm. Brigid moans, her legs wrapping around my waist to pull me closer.
“That’s it, little bird,” I growl.“Take all of me.”
I increase my pace, slamming into her harder with each thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, punctuated by our mingled gasps and groans, and I hook one of her legs over my shoulder, changing the angle. Brigid keens as I hit deeper inside her. Her hands scrabble at my back and she scrapes my skin.
Good. I want her to mark me as I’m marking her.
“You’re mine,” I snarl, possessiveness surging through me.“Say it.”
Brigid’s eyes flash with defiance even as pleasure contorts her features.“Make me,” she counters.
I growl at her challenge, a primal part of me roaring to life.“As you wish, little bird.”
I pull out suddenly, flipping her onto her stomach before she can protest. Gripping her hips, I yank her ass up and plunge back inside her dripping cunt. Brigid cries out, her fingers clawing at the sheets.
“Who do you belong to?” I demand, punctuating each word with a brutal thrust.
She whimpers but doesn’t answer, stubborn to the last. I grab a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back as I lean over her. My free hand snakes around to rub furious circles on her clit.
“Tell me,” I hiss in her ear.“Say you’re mine.”
Brigid trembles beneath me, caught between pleasure and defiance. I can feel her getting close, her inner walls clenching around my cock. I slow my pace, drawing out each thrust torturously.
“Marius,” she whines.“Please... ”
“Please what?” I ask, nipping at her shoulder.“What do you want, Brigid?"
“Please,” Brigid begs, her resolve crumbling.“I need... I need to come.”
I slow my thrusts even more, barely moving inside her.“Then say it. Tell me you’re mine.”
She whimpers. I can feel how close she is, her pussy pulsing around my cock. Just a few more strokes and she’d fall over the edge.
But I hold back, waiting.
Finally, she breaks. Brigid cries out,“I’m yours, Marius. Please, just let me come!”
A surge of satisfaction rushes through me. I reward her surrender by slamming back into her at a punishing pace. My fingers work her clit furiously as I pound into her from behind.
“That’s my good girl,” I praise.“Come on my cock, Brigid. Now.”
She obeys instantly, screaming my name as her orgasm rips through her. Her pussy clamps down on me, the sensation pushing me over the edge as well. With a deep groan, I bury myself to the hilt and come hard, spilling deep inside her.
