Page 123 of The Pact

“Wes…” Thea pants out. “Oh, yes, right there.” I fucking love that she’s telling me how she likes it. However, this isn’t how she’s getting off today. Pulling away, she groans in disappointment.

Before I straighten, I inspect her thigh. The bite mark from two weeks ago is gone. That won’t do. I lick up the inside of her thigh until I find the perfect spot. Thea shivers under the gentleness of my tongue and I take satisfaction in knowing what’s coming next.

Sinking my teeth into her, she cries out from the unexpected shock of pain. It’s only temporary. My mouth sucks and bites into her. Those cries turn into moans. I have to force myself to linger on her skin. There’s a war between wanting to leave my mark and needing to bury my cock deep inside her.

Finally, I tear myself away, unable to wait any longer. I pull my shirt off, needing to feel every inch of her skin on mine.

Taking my needy cock in my hand, I tease Thea as I run the tip from her entrance to her clit and back. “Wesley,” she warns. “I have no patience left.” Smirking at her hunger, I love how it matches my own.

Pushing into her, her body tenses under my touch. I wonder if she’s scared it’ll hurt. “I’ll go slow,” I assure. “At first.”

I slide an inch inside. She’s so tight, even after being fucked by Sutton and Cole. “You feel so good taking my cock, Thea.” She whimpers and I’m not sure if it’s from my encouragement or the fact that I’m stretching her out.

I give her another inch. Thea glances back at me, panting and red in the face. I’ve never seen her look so gorgeous.

“I said I don’t have any patience left,” she repeats as she pushes her ass backward, sliding me the rest of the way in. My hands grab onto her hips to steady myself. The move is unexpected and we’re both gasping at the feeling of being connected on the most primal level.

It only takes a moment for me to catch my breath before I’m thrusting my hips into her. If this is how she wants it, I’ll gladly give her the frenzied fucking she’s seeking. My fingers push into her skin hard enough that I know there’ll be bruises later. My decorations on her pretty flesh.

“Fuck, yeah,” she moans out as I pick up my speed. She’s going to have me coming in no time if she keeps this up.

My fingers trace up her back until I get to her shoulders. Gripping them, I slam into her fast and hard until Thea can barely catch her breath.

I drag my nails back down, leaving red lines over her flawless skin. Scratches to match the ones she gave me earlier. Reaching around the front of her, my fingers find her clit. Massaging, I keep a steady rhythm to build towards her release.

Thea drops her chest to the ground. The sight of the deep arch in her back, her cheek pressed to the ground, and her fingers digging into the earth is making me feral. I need her to come. Soon.

“Do you know how crazy you drive me, blue eyes?” I don’t know if she hears me over her own sounds—maybe that’s what gives me the courage. “When I go to sleep, I see you. When I wake, I’m thinking of you. Your scent clings to me all day, making it impossible to focus. And you’ve ruined every shade of blue that isn’t yours.” Thea doesn’t react to my confession. She probably didn’t hear me. That’s for the best, I decide.

My fingers circle that sensitive spot over and over. She’s getting close. Her eyes are closed, focusing on her release. Her breaths come in shallow pants. Her body is tensing under me.

“Oh, yes..yes..yes,” she shouts as I feel her pussy clamp down on my cock. Her body shakes as she comes so intensely that she’s screaming as wave after wave hits her. My cock swells with every noise she makes. I didn’t know Thea had this in her.

Her hand clamps over her mouth to dampen the sound. Anger flares. What the fuck does she think she’s doing?

I fold my body over hers. Reaching out, I grab her by the wrist and twist her arm behind her back. “Those are my screams. I want to hear every single one. Do you understand me?” It comes out harsher than I intend, but she needs to know how serious I am.

Thea nods her head against the ground, soft cries and whimpers escaping instead of words. I want to hear more of those screams. I slam into her as deeply as I can. She responds with a loud yelp. “That’s my girl,” I growl encouragingly.

My body drives into her repeatedly until I feel that familiar buildup of pressure and the tightening in my balls. I’m close. So close. I focus on Thea’s ass, bouncing against me with each thrust and her moans. God, her moans are the best thing I’ve ever heard.

“Wesley, I need you to come inside me,” she pleads. “Please, I need it.” Fuck me. That does me in. My body jerks and I grunt as I spill everything I have deep inside of her pussy.

I finally release her arm and lay my chest over her back.

My lips kiss over her shoulder. Each one sends an aftershock through her body that makes her clench around me. The feeling dances between pleasure and pain. Finally, I get to the curve where her shoulder meets her neck and I bite down hard.

One more mark, in case there’s any doubt that she’s mine.

We lay on the ground for a while, catching our breath and coming down from the bliss of fucking for the first time.

“Why’d you do that? Cover your mouth?” It’s a question I’ve been debating asking for the last few minutes, unsure if I’m making a bigger deal of it in my head than I should.

I look over at her as she shrugs. “I don’t know. I didn’t want to be too loud.”

Grabbing Thea’s chin, I force her to keep her eyes on me. “You can never be too loud. Those sounds…” I pause, trying to find the words. “Just thinking about the sounds you were making is getting me hard again.” Her gaze instinctively falls to my cock that’s beginning to swell from the memory of her screams.

Eventually, we gather up our trail of clothes we’ve left scattered in the woods. I catch her staring at my back tattoo again. I feel bad lying to her about it, however, I’m not the one who’s going to tell her. That’s for Damian or Cole to do.

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