Page 82 of Vengeful Guard

His eyes shoot to mine. “You all right?”

“Good,” I mumble, unable to say much, fisting my hands in the sheets. “So good.”

He grits his teeth, his jaw clenched as he slowly presses into me, and I feel every inch of him.

It feels so good my eyes roll into the back of my head when he’s finally fully inside me.

“How does it feel?”

“Full,” I moan. “So full, please, I want more.”

“It might be a little uncomfortable.” He looks like he’s in pain.

“Please, Kael, more,” I whine, begging, not even embarrassed, and he curses under his breath, slowly starting to move.

He pulls almost out of me, and then slowly pushes back in.

My breath starts to come in gasps.

It doesn’t hurt, even though at first it was a bit uncomfortable. It just feels so good I can barely stand it.

His voice comes strained in my ear. “Am I hurting you?”

I can’t speak, my eyes tightly closed.

He grabs my chin in his hand. My eyes pop open.

“Look at me when I’m making you come,” he orders, and I bite my lip, his words sending more heat rushing through me.

He starts to roll his hips, and I cry out, rolling my hips up to meet his thrusts.

“Oh, god, I’m gonna come.” I get closer and closer to the edge.

He grunts and thrusts into me harder, and my orgasm rocks through me.

“You’re so fucking beautiful coming all over my cock.” He leans down to kiss me, still thrusting into me.

I go limp like a ragdoll, unable to help myself.

I let out a little mewling sound, and he kisses me again, spilling inside of me and moaning into my mouth.

When we come down, and our breaths calm a bit, I whisper, “You don’t need to worry, I’m on birth control.”

He chuckles. “Thank god for that.”

He slowly pulls out of me, and I make a noise in the back of my throat.

Kael’s brows furrow. “Are you okay, princess?”

I smile, turning toward him when he lies down next to me. “Just a little sore. Other than that, never been better.”

He chuckles, pulling me closer.

“Will you stay with me tonight?” I pout slightly and giggle when he kisses my mouth. I feel giddy.

“Don’t think my legs are working anyway.”

“Was I...was I okay?” My eyes are on his chest. I can’t face him right now.

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