Page 39 of Beast

Anticipation thrums through me. I ache to feel his hands on me again and his cock filling me up. But I force myself to be patient. To surrender.

Gaston’s gaze rakes over my naked body possessively. Slowly, he releases my wrists and trails his fingers down between my breasts, over my stomach. I shiver at the barely-there touch.

“So beautiful,” he murmurs. “And all mine.”

His hand slips lower, fingers grazing my sensitive flesh. My hips buck instinctively and he chuckles.

“So eager, aren’t you?”

I bite my lip and nod. He rewards me by stroking my clit until I’m squirming. But just as I near the edge he withdraws his hand, denying me release.

A whimper escapes my lips. Gaston grips my chin firmly. “You’ll come when I allow it. Understand?”

“Yes, sir,” I whisper. My heart pounds with exhilaration.

Slowly, he leans down until his lips brush my ear. “I’m going to ruin you for any other man, Blake. After tonight you’ll only ever crave my touch for the rest of your life.”

A shudder ripples through me. Some distant part of my mind knows I should resist, but it’s too late now. I need him in a way I don’t fully understand.

Gaston trails hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck and across my heaving chest. When his tongue swirls around one hard nipple I cry out, arching off the bed. He lavishes attention on my breasts until I’m mindless with want.

“Please, Gaston,” I gasp.

He silences me with a searing kiss before flipping me onto my stomach effortlessly. I grasp the sheets in anticipation as he maneuvers my hips up. I feel his hard length brush my entrance and wiggle back eagerly.

Gaston chuckles darkly. “So eager for my cock.” He punctuates his words with a sharp slap to my ass that makes me yelp. “Such a good little slut.”

Before I can respond he drives into me in one smooth stroke. I cry out at the sudden fullness, the exquisite stretch of him inside me again.

Gaston fucks me hard and deep at this new angle, making my eyes roll back in my head. I grasp the sheets desperately, overwhelmed by the pleasure.

“You feel incredible,” he growls above me. “Taking my cock so well.”

I can only moan in response, drunk on the feeling of him rapidly building that pressure inside me once more. Sensing how close I am, Gaston reaches between us to rub tight circles on my throbbing clit. The added stimulation is my undoing and I shatter around him with.

“Oh, fuck! Gaston!”

“That’s it baby. Come for me. Milk my cock just like that,” He growls, fucking me through every pulse and aftershock, drawing out my climax until I’m spent and limp beneath him.”I’m going to fill you up so full with my cum that you’ll feel it dripping out of you for hours.”

The idea drives me wild. All I want is to feel his cum deep in my cunt. A deep roar tears from him the moment he finds his release. A hot rush of cum fills me deep. He pumps his thick cock in and out of me repeatedly until every drop is drained.

And then he rests on top of me, his solid weight pinning me to the mattress. We lay there gasping for several moments, our slick bodies still entwined.

He withdraws and I whimper at the loss of him.

Gaston maneuvers himself so he’s lying on the bed before pulling my back tight against his chest. His lips press against the back of my neck.

“You’re mine now, Blake,” he murmurs, already growing hard against my ass. “I’ll never let you go.”

Exhausted yet sated, I find myself drifting off in his embrace, despite sensing he’s nowhere near finished with me. But in that moment, I feel the most at peace I’ve felt since I was kidnapped. Tonight, I’m his. And while I drift off, I hope I’ll still be his come morning light.

17

GASTON

The contract I’ve been staring at for the last hour is a blur of words. I pinch the bridge of my nose and sigh heavily, forcing my gaze away from it.

All I can think about his Blake. That woman has gotten under my skin in a way no one else ever has.

---