Page 87 of Assassin's Obsession

Fuck, do I love when she gets grumpy.

"Good." I prowl up her body, enjoying the hell out of the marks I left on her thighs and undersides of her beautiful tits.

I stop when the head of my cock presses against her opening. "Are you on birth control?"

"You don't know?" she asks with clear disbelief.

"You could have the shot, or an IUD. Women get birth control places other than their GP all the time."

She husks out a laugh. "Which tells me you've read my medical file."

"Is that a question?"

Her head moves restlessly side to side. "No. It's not. And yes, I am."

"For me?" I want to know.

How long has she been on it? What are the potential side effects of what she's using? Pushing the questions aside for later, I wait for her to answer.

"If I say yes, it'll give you a big head."

"That's not a no."

"Yes, who else? I guess you read my medical records before the whole skewer a guy in the alley thing because that's when I went on the pill. And I got it from my GP."

My face creases in a smile of joy. She got birth controlfor me. Because she knew, like I did, that we are meant to be.

With the last barrier addressed, I push the head of my cock inside her.

She tries to scoot backward and I clamp a hand on one of her hips. "You'll stretch, trust me."

"Yeah, that's another thing every romance hero says. Only I thought oversized dicks like yours were a figment of author imagination."

How does she make me laugh when I'm literally aching to thrust home? No matter where we live, this woman will always and forevermore be my home.

"Are you sure you've used that thing like this before?" she demands, then shakes her head. "Don't answer me. Homicidal is not a good look when you're getting impaled by a steel shaft masquerading as a penis for the first time."

I am the apex predator, ready to claim my mate. Every animal instinct says to thrust deep and hard. But I am more than an animal trained to kill, no matter what people believe.

I am a man. Her man.

"I'll fit," I promise her. "You need to trust me. I'll take it slow."

"I do trust you. You're the only man I could do this with," she says in a voice aching with vulnerability.

I am the only one who gets to see this side of my woman made tough by life's lessons.

Forcing my body to still, I cup her luscious breast, playing with the nipple in a way I have already learned turns her on. "Relax. Your body responds to mine like you were made just for me."

It's almost enough to make even a man like me believe in God.

"I was responding," she complains. "But you stopped before I could respond all the way."

"Because the next time you come, I will be inside you." And being on the verge of climax will make this first time easier.

Which is why I make sure to bring her back to the precipice again, the whole time the head of my cock the only part of me inside her.

Fuck, it's hard and I'm pretty sure I'm losing my mind by the time her tight vaginal walls loosen and I can start a shallow thrusting. Every thrust forward, I go a little deeper until I'm fully seated inside her.

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