Page 72 of Filthy Lovin Heroes

“I’m going to fuck you, Willow, every chance I have between now and the time I leave this earth. I’ll want to fuck you when you’re round with my baby, when you have milk leaking from your pretty nipples.” Every muscle in my body is shaking as I dip the head into her drenched channel. Her core tightens and her head is thrown back, her hands fisting the sheets.

“You belong to me.” I sink in another inch and she’s so tight and perfect around me.

“You’re mine. Nobody but me gets this body, this mouth, this pussy. And get this straight, your running days are over, baby. If you get scared or worried or pissed, you give those fears, those worries, that anger to me. I’ll take it all. From now on, the only thing you have to worry about is taking my cock and dancing.”

Blue eyes are locked on me and I can feel the burn of her emotions through that one connection.

Holding her steady, I push in another inch, then another until I break through her barrier and fully seat myself inside her. With a loud gasp and a shudder, the walls of her pussy clench around me and I go still not wanting to hurt her more.

She hisses next to my ear and I’m pulling her into my arms, soothing her. “It won’t last long. It’s okay, sweetheart. Just breathe.”

Her arms are around me as I rub my hands up and down her spine. She’s panting and suddenly she’s moving on top of me.

Satisfaction rolls through me as her pussy goes from wet to soaked, wetting my cock and thighs as she moves up and down.

I take her face in the palm of my hand and stare down at her. “No, let’s make that pretty pussy come all over my cock.”

Eight

Willow

Oh. My. God.

I feel myself tumbling inside. I’m racing down a trail I’ve died to be on since knowing Aron, and I’m here. Ready for the rest of my life with him. I look up at the man I crave to have closer than anything in this world.

“I love you.” The words fall like a vow from my lips.

His lips crash over mine and I open, taking him, savoring the first of his kiss as he drinks me in, our tongues clashing.

Panting hard, he breaks away, pressing his forehead into mine. “I love you more than life. You are my life.”

In that instant I understand what my life missed before this minute—all his desire, all his need…all his love. For me.

Aron lowers us to the bed, pressing me into the mattress, I hear myself whimpering with need, my body trembling. Then he gives me my every desire.

Aron pulls out and thrusts into me with so much power we rock the bed, slamming the heavy headboard against the wall.

Strong hands slide under me to grip my ass. He angles just right so he can drive in deeper. And Oh My God does he hit the spot. I tighten my legs around his waist, forcing him to move in sharp, fast thrusts. The man’s wicked fingers glide over my puckered hole like he did in the park but this time, he slips the tip inside.

I gasp, but God it’s so damn good. It’s filthy and so wrong according to all my friends, but what do they know?

This, with him, feels right.

I circle my arms around his shoulders as his mouth comes to my ear.

“You’re mine, Willow.” His mouth moves over a nipple and I scream in pleasure. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. With each word he pumps his cock into me, deeper until all words are lost to me and I can only feel. The walls of my channel tighten around him and I grip him so tight I swear I can feel him pulsating deep inside me.

He works his finger into my ass deeper as he plunges into me. The double penetration leaves me breathless.

“Yes, yes, yes.” My head thrashes back and forth.

“Tell me, Willow. Tell me what I want to hear.”

I look up at him blearily, arching my hips up to meet his thrusts. His eyes hold me captive and my scattered wits try to comprehend what he was asking.

“Tell me,” he demands, pounding himself into me.

And I know exactly what he needs to hear.

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