Page 80 of Starborn Husbands
“I have no interest in taming you. If you weren’t such a brat, I wouldn’t get to spank your naughty bottom, and I like doing that.”
Well, shit.
Merrick. Now he wanted to tame me, at least a little. Zhang requires my obedience in situations beyond his control, but he wants … me.
Welp. He asked for this. I dig my nails into his meaty ass, deep enough to leave half-moon prints and he slams his hips into me.
“You little fucking …” That note ends on a growl and me laughing my ass off.
But then he moves, and I’m singing a different tune. He pushes a leg toward my chest to give himself better access, managing to sink deeper. I love how consumed I am. How full. His body surrounds me, overwhelming my brain in the best possible way.
I’ve driven him to the edge, but I can’t help myself, I want him like this. I want a barbarian.
My back arches and desperate whimpers leave my mouth. It’s so big that it hurts a bit, but that only makes it better. I like the pain and pleasure mingling together. I’m already so horny, and it feels like I’ve been edged for days.
Zhang knows it too. My brattery is a last hopeless attempt to hang onto any control I might have had. I don’t think either of us have any right now, as we tumble into each other. Each thrust of his hips and throb of his cock brings me closer, but he won’t let me cum yet, keeping me needy and on that marvelous precipice.
“Please. Oh, please.” My ass tightens around his dick, and I pull a moan from him. Fucker. He’s going to crave me too. I’ll drive him crazy with more than just my brattly ways.
The more I push him, the more he takes me with all the power he has. My body sings and that glowing sensation builds again without releasing this time.
“Look at you, so desperate for me.” He dips his head, raking his teeth over my neck, lighting all the sensitive spots aflame. “I want to see you stroke yourself.”
Gods. “Yes, Sir.”
Zhang glows, and I smile on the inside. “That’s it, babe,” he says between panted breaths.
“I like you breathless for me,” I say without knowing where that comes from.
His brown eyes glisten and darken with need at the same time. I’m sobbing now, unable to contain just how much I need to cum. At the same time, I don’t want this to end. All the sensations meld together, into utter bliss. I stroke myself slowly, and he matches my pace.
“Bastard.”
Here I thought I’d jack myself into a nice long orgasm, but I don’t want it if he’s not hammering me. A frustrated whimper leaves my throat.
“I hate you.” Zhang slaps my sore ass. “Please.”
“Hold this,” he says, making me take over holding my leg wide for him. He bats away the palm I had on my cock, sending a clear message. When I cum tonight, it will be by his hand.
That’s fine. His grip is better. Tighter. He strokes in time with the thrust of his hips, hitting that pleasure button, stealing my breath again. My lungs stutter as he finally lets me cum, cock throbbing in his hand and the euphoria spreading in waves as the head of his cock relentlessly hits my pleasure spot.
My eyes want to squeeze shut, but only because my body’s demanding that everything contract along with the powerful orgasm blazing its way through me. Like the stubborn ass I am, I refuse. I don’t want to miss a thing, forcing my lids wide.
There might as well be an earthquake inside him with the way his breath rumbles through him as he freezes at the climax. He’s indecent and beautiful at the same time. Zhang’s large back curves in a graceful arc as the sweat beads over his golden skin, his hands messy with my cum. A sharp flick of his head snaps his hair up and over, landing on his back like a whip but falling like a kiss.
His dick pulses, coating my insides. I clench around him, telling him in no uncertain terms that I’m not ready to let him go. He lies on top of me, lacing our fingers, and we’re quiet together.
“That was …” I trail off.
“I know.”
I want to ask him what he knows, but we’re having a moment, and I like moments.
“You’re not sleeping tonight,” he informs me.
“I see you’ve discovered that sex is awesome.”
“With my husband it is.”
