Page 88 of Wicked King

“Are you ready for more of me?”

I nod, and he sinks all the way in. My entire core throbs with pleasure at the feeling of utter fullness. Of finally feeling complete.

“Good girl, I knew you could take all of me.”

I lift my hips, urging him on, and his cock slowly retreats before filling me to the hilt once again. I groan as his thick head brushes that elusive spot buried deep in my pussy. “Again,” I groan.

He quickens his tempo, gliding in and out of me more forcefully. “Mmm, Dio, I love fucking my wife.”

“I think I could get used to this.”

Marco’s mouth moves down my neck, blazing a trail to my breasts. He sucks my nipple, and my back arches at the explosion of pleasure. Then his hands curl around my ass and he drives himself impossibly deeper. His balls slap my ass as he quickens the tempo, and I reach around between us to stroke them.

He lets out a groan against my peaked nipple, the vibration reaching all the way to my core. “Mmm, spitfire, do you feel that? Your virgin pussy is so hungry for my cock.” He hovers over me and glances between us, his shaft exposed and only his crown buried in my folds. He watches as he thrusts in and out, in and out. It’s strangely erotic, watching him disappear inside me. As if we truly are one. “I want you to come for me, baby. I want to feel your pussy clenching around my cock, begging me to fill it up with cum.”

Damn, why is that dirty talk so hot?

Instinct takes over, my hips rocking beneath him and eagerly meeting each thrust. He plunges deeper, filling me so completely I can’t tell where he ends and I begin. And it’s absolutely perfect.

It occurs to me again that we’re not using protection and he literally just said he was going to fill me with his cum. I should say something… I don’t want to get pregnant right now, do I?

“Marco…” I rasp out.

“I’m close, spitfire. I want you to come with me.”

“But… babies… pregnancy,” I mumble incoherently.

A feral grin spreads his lips as he pounds into me harder. Fiery heat rages between my legs and I’m so close now, the energy building to near combustion. I’m not sure I could stop now if I wanted to.

“I want it all with you,” he whispers against my lips.

“Right now?”

“Whenever…”

Perhaps now is not the best time to have this conversation with both of us an inch away from orgasm and lust clouding our senses. What are the chances I’ll get pregnant the first time, right?

Wrapping his arms around me, he pulls me into his lap, deepening the angle of penetration. “Oh, fuck,” I groan. “Don’t stop, I’m so close.”

He resumes his thrusts, gripping my hips and lifting me up and down along his silky shaft. Each devastating drive pushes me closer to that fiery end, his head rubbing that taut bundle of nerves at my core and driving me wild. His mouth closes around my breast again and his hand runs down my torso until his finger finds my clit. Pressing the swollen nub, I hurtle over the edge of pleasure. With his mouth sucking on my nipple, his cock deep inside me and that devastating finger on my clit, I’m so full of Marco he’s all-consuming.

I come with his name on my lips, the fiery sensations pummeling through me in an avalanche. A second later, I feel his cock twitch inside me, and his head falls back on a long groan as his orgasm roars through. We remain like that, clinging to each other for a long moment as the tremors continue.

Finally, with my legs like jelly, Marco lowers me back onto the mattress and settles over me. He hovers just a few inches over my exposed wound, his expression turning glacial every time it crosses his line of sight. '

In an effort to regain his attention, I cup his cheek and force his gaze to mine. “That was pretty good.”

“Pretty good?” he scoffs. “Those moans sounded a hell of a lot better than ‘pretty good’.”

“What can I say, I’m not an easy one to wow.”

“No surprise there, spitfire.” He smirks, then slowly glides his tongue across his bottom lip. “It’s a good thing I’m just getting started.”

“Oh really?” I arch a taunting brow.

“By nightfall, your pussy will be aching, and you’ll still be begging for more.” He drops between my legs and drags his tongue across my center. “I was wrong before. I thought you were the best thing I’d ever tasted, but this, you and me, our cum splattered all over your pussy together, it’s absolute heaven.”

Those words alone have me ready to go again. I didn’t think it was possible. So I spread my legs and give into the burning desire, the absolute pleasure, the incredible love I didn’t know I was so desperate for.

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