Page 15 of Savage SEAL's Virgin
“Who do you belong to?” he asked me between clenched teeth.
“You,” I said quickly, as I knew better than to try to make conversation with him at that moment.
He made a swirling motion, and I moaned with how good it felt and gripped his biceps. “You like that?”
“Yes,” I moaned as I closed my eyes and reveled in the sensations that were traveling all through my body. “You fuck so well.”
The growl he made sounded so much like a wolf that my eyes flew open and I looked at all four walls of the small tent for its shadow. When I found only him staring at me, I should’ve been relieved, but I was anything but that.
“Only I get to make love to you, Blyss. Only me. Do you understand me?”
The words—make love—weren’t what I thought we would be doing, ever. But I wasn’t about to get into that with him. “I understand.” I did understand in a way. He meant that, while we had the contract, I wasn’t to have sex with anyone else. I knew that already; he didn’t have to be so worried about it that he’d say such a thing right in the middle of things.
I was shocked when he pulled out of me and picked me up by the waist, tossing me onto my belly, then grabbing my waist again and slamming back into me from behind. I found the sensations even better that way and screamed, “Yes!”
He pounded my ass and slapped it a few times, making me shriek more yeses at him. I had no idea sex could feel so all-encompassing. It was like only he and I were in the world. Nothing and no one else mattered—only us and what we were doing on that night in the middle of the Oregon forest.
His nails dug into my sides as he held me tighter. “I’m about to come.” He reached around me with one hand and manipulated my clit until I was having an orgasm, then he jerked inside of me, filling me with liquid heat once more.
I was soaked and so was he as we fell in a heap on the pallet he’d made for us. The blow-up mattress was for later, he’d said. We’d need the room to move around. I had no idea what he was talking about in that moment.
Then, I got it!
After he had caught his breath, which was way before I did, he turned over and stroked my stomach. The darkness in his eyes was all but gone. The green had returned and so had his smile. “Did you like that?” I nodded and he kissed me on my forehead. “Me too.”
“Good,” I managed to get out.
He dropped back to lie at my side. “I got a little more intense than I’ve ever gotten before. Funny, huh?”
“You haven’t always done it that way with all the other girls?” I asked as I finally got my wind back and turned my head to look at him.
He looked at me too. “First, I don’t want to talk about any other sex I had with anyone else.”
“Okay.” I bit my lip, as I felt like I’d hit a soft spot with him and found that weird.
He was a Dom—a man with a lot of sexual experience—and I thought it would be a man like him who’d be honest with me about sex. I guess I had been wrong.
“This is about you and I, Blyss. And I’ve never felt the way I just felt. Can I be honest with you?” He rolled over and rested his head on his hand as he looked down at me.
“You can be honest with me,” I said the words, but the truth was, he wasn’t acting the way I thought he would and it was a little unnerving.
“There was something you said while we were making love.”
There were those words again!
“What was that, Troy?”
“You said you never wanted to stop having sex. And it pissed me off.”
“Um, do you know why it pissed you off?”
He ran his hand over my cheek, kissed my lips softly, then whispered, “Because it made me think of you having sex with other men.”
“I think it’s completely natural that you don’t want to think about that.”
His eyes darted back and forth. “Do you think it’s perfectly natural for me to have thought about you and I having a baby?”
I nearly laughed, but the look on his face made me hold it in. “That’s probably not natural. Have you wanted to have a baby with anyone else?”
