“Now?” I can’t help the laugh that breaks from my lips at how incredulous she sounds.
“Not with the sound of horror coming from your voice.” Wrapping my palm around the back of her neck, I haul her closer to me, an inch from her lips. “One day. I’m going to make you so delirious that you won’t care where my dick is only that you’re about to break the fuck apart.”
I press my mouth to hers, opening those soft lips with my tongue as her frame melts into mine. I knead her ass, my hand finding her clit between us so that every thrust and ascend she performs hits the pads of my fingers.
“I love you, sweetheart. I’m always going to protect you, I’m sorry, but you mean everything to me. I can’t lose you—ever.”
Her forehead presses into mine, our breathing mingling together. “I’m sorry too. I just wanted to look after you and your family. I could never pull the trigger with you in front of it just like you wouldn’t be able to do it with me.”
“I know.” I kiss her again. “Now, you have another problem, you’re marrying me.”
“I won’t be alive by then if you don’t finish me off.” I smile between us. “Not funny.”
“I’m sorry. I just love how greedy you get for my cock.” She lets out a frustrated growl, still pending her own release. “Alright, baby, you ready?”
She nods, still riding my cock, skin still connected with mine, and I’m at a disadvantage in the position I’m in, so we’re going to try something new.
“Can you feel how perfectly we fit together?” She bobs her head. “How fucking thick I feel inside you?” Stormi moans before she nods again. “This dick is all yours, baby. You can do whatever you want to it whenever you want. And when you want to just get fucked without doing anything other than feel, I’ll be right here to do it for you. You want me to taste that pussy all you have to do is spread those legs, and I’ll get on my knees to lick you dry.”
“Marty...” Her voice is rickety, on edge with just thinking about it. I’m about to break again too, but just the simple thought of Stormi always being at my side. Always there to kiss and hold.
She’s mine, and I’m hers.
There isn’t anything else I need.
“Yeah?” I press.
“I’m...so close.” On cue, her body rattles with pleasure as I drive myself quicker inside her body.
“Mhm,” I hum off a sharp inhale. “Fucking ready to break apart around me? I like the sound of you milking my cock and wanting it so badly that you just hopped right on it.”
“Yes...it’s mine.”
“And you’re mine.” She screams out, rattling the air as she continues to rock against me, getting every last bit of her orgasm out and off my cock.
It’s sexy, fucking beautiful, and my balls tighten painfully as I watch her.
Blues hit my hazels, and she perks a brow. “I’m waiting for my monster to claim me.”
“Not your knight in shining armor?”
“Hell no,” she scoffs. “They’re a dime a dozen, and I like the danger that encompasses the beast. They’re real. They are raw and unhindered. And this one—” She touches my chest. “—loves me. He’d die for me. He’d rip the world apart just to find me. He’d flip a truck.”
I close my eyes because that was by far one of the dumbest things I’ve done while being with her.
“And I expect you to do it again.” My eyes shoot open, studying her lazy expression. “And I also expect you to come again...please...fuck me.”
Hands on her hips, I don’t remember much else. Emric’s side comes out to play, and it’s fast, rough, and untamed. He wants a piece because he found her first, but I fell in love with her first.
Stormi’s voice comes through off broken exhales and taking it like she was born for me to fuck her.
My orgasm splits through me like an ax breaking me in half. The air is knocked from my lungs, I’m spent like a motherfucker, and Stormi’s sweet expression lingers on her face as I pant underneath her.
“What a way to be disciplined,” she jeers, leaning towards me. “I think I like being bad.”
“I’m rubbing off on you too much, sweetheart,” I quiver, trying to regain a normal breathing pattern.
“I like when you rub on me—” She places a chaste kiss to my lips. “—and if life is like this with you...sign me up.”