Page 96 of Taken By Storm

Words fell away, replaced by gasps and grunts as Levi thrust to the hilt, then took her exactly how she’d asked. He pounded inside her body, his pace relentless, powerful.

Kasi came within minutes, but Levi never paused, never let up.

The second orgasm flashed quicker but harder, Kasi’s bare breasts pressed against the now-warm metal of the truck.

“God,” she yelled, her pussy clenching tightly as Levi kept fucking her. Despite coming twice, Kasi’s need for him only grew.

It was as if her body knew this was it. The last time. And it refused to stop.

Until her third orgasm.

“Holy. Fucking. Shit,” she screamed. It felt as if a nuclear bomb had exploded inside her, and she quivered in the aftermath. One more of those and she would definitely die.

Levi slowed his pace, but he didn’t stop. She marveled over the fact he seemed even harder and bigger now.

“Can’t…take…” she gasped.

Levi sank his teeth into her shoulder, and she cried out.

“We’re not done until I say we are. You’re mine, little bear,” he grunted in her ear. “I’ll mark every fucking inch of you if I have to until you understand.” To prove that point, his thumb stroked her anus.

She stiffened, that territory completely uncharted. Levi didn’t do more than touch her there, taunting her with the idea.

Kasi shook her head, though it was less denial and more fear and panic. Because sweet Jesus, she really couldn’t take any more.

Or so she thought. Her body was still trembling from the previous orgasms, and her clit felt as if it had its own pulse.

Then Levi rose, standing behind her, buried deep. His fingers gripped her hips in a firm hold as he tugged her toward him a few inches. The distance was enough that he could reach around her and touch her clit.

Kasi jerked as if struck by lightning. “God. No.”

However, her body refused to say die as it came alive again, betrayed by her pussy and clit, which were overly sensitive to every touch, every stroke.

When the next orgasm hit, she gave herself up to it. Because she couldn’t think of a better way to die.

Levi came with her, spilling inside her as he growled every single one of her names.

“Kasi. Little bear. Mine.”

He fell forward once more, holding himself on bent arms above her, his tongue finding the spot he’d bitten, softly licking.

The rain had slowed to mere sprinkles at some point. Kasi pressed her forehead to the truck bed, her eyes closed as she let herself revel in these final moments of bliss.

They ended too soon when Levi kissed the back of her head. “Can’t you see? We’re perfect together.”

They were.

Absolutely perfect.

Reality crashed around her, and this time, when Kasi pushed up, Levi let her rise.

She bent down, tugging on her muddy shorts, not bothering with the panties. She pulled her bra up and then put on her wet shirt.

Levi dressed as well, though he had shed a lot less, only needing to pull his jeans back up.

Neither of them spoke as he walked her to his truck, opening the door and helping her inside. He looked at her for a second, and she braced herself for whatever he might say.

The shadows in his eyes told her that he was still leery, still confused.

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