Page 84 of Recon Rendezvous

“Now, you fucking take it,” he growls. “You’re mine to do with as I please.”

A loud moan leaves me as he starts a slow grind of his hips as he holds himself deep inside and everything about this moment has me dripping, making a mess of both of us, as the sound of my arousal fills the air.

“Xan, what…” I can barely get the words out, my mouth dry from my panting.

“Yeah, you like that, don't you? Want me so deep inside you… want my cum dripping from this tight little hole. You can't fucking wait. You’re so fucking wet. I feel every clench. I can feel every quiver around me, squeezing my cock, milking me, andbegging for me to unload,” he groans, and the sound sends me higher.

His words have me soaring. Yes, I want this. Something deep inside me fucking craves it.

As if he can hear my prayers, he says, “I'll give it to you, babycakes. I'll give you every fucking drop.”

“Yes, please. I need it,” falls from my lips in a whimper.

“That’s my sweet cake.” He picks up the pace, the delicious rhythm lighting me on fire from the inside out.

“Fuck, look at what you do to me… what you’ve turned me into. I’m a fucking animal. I just want to breed you,” he growls, the slapping of our skin riotous in the still of the night. “I want to tie you to this fucking bed and pump my seed into you over and over, only stopping for food and water. Then maybe you’ll finally see you’re mine and you belong with me.”

I can only gasp and gape as he hits a spot so deep, my legs begin to quiver.

“Is this why you woke me up? Because you’re such a whore for my cock? So needy for my cum.”

“Yes… oh god,” I cry out.

“That’s right, baby. I’m your god. Tell me. Tell me what you need.”

“I n-need you. Fuck, I need your cum.” My body blazes at the thought of him filling me, truly marking me

“My little cum slut. Come for me and I’ll reward you with the biggest fucking load,” he pants, grunting in my ear.

I moan, the image of him pulsing and spurting deep inside me is my undoing.

“Yes, baby. You feel so fucking good. So wet for me,” he groans.

I give a choked cry as his fingers find my clit.

“Fuck me! Please fill me. I need...” Thrashing beneath him, my hands search for purchase as I grip the tangled sheets so hard my fingers start to cramp.

“Yeah, you do,” he says, shifting up to his knees, his hands move to my waist, moving me how he wants me.

“That's right, babycakes. There's my perfect little whore. I knew she’d fucking love it. You fucking love my cum, don’t you, good girl? I have more than enough to keep this pussy so wet and creamy.”

Damn, his dirty mouth is almost as good as his dick right now.

His face is a mask of so much desire, want, and need as he pounds into me, those big hands gripping me tight enough to bruise. My body tightens again as I crest along this wave of overwhelming pleasure before crashing in a sea of ecstasy.

“Fuck,” I cry again as he swells, and I feel him pulse, erupting deep within me.

“Baby,” he calls out. “I have so much,uhh, a fucking massive load for you. Take it, take it all. That's my good girl. You take every last drop.”

I do, clinging to him as our bodies slide together, slick with sweat, as our chests heave.

His contented sigh makes me smile, as he trails soft kisses along my shoulder and neck.

Perfect. I can’t stop the thought from shouting in my head as I look up to see the first rays of sunlight breach the darkened sky and it feels like a new beginning.

The ride back to Ty and Sasha’s is made in comfortable silence. Stealing another glance at Xander, he pulls my hand to his lipsfor a kiss as I think about the night we just shared. The mind-blowing sex I’ll never forget, but it’s everything else that’s sitting heavy in my stomach.

The thought and attention to detail behind last night’s date are unparalleled and makes the wonderful breakfast he had delivered churn in my stomach. If I weren’t so uneasy, I’d have a million questions about how he pulled everything off.

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