Page 12 of The Beast's Obsession

"You're leaking," she observes, fascinated.

"That's what you do to me, little one," I growl. "You make me so fucking hard. I’m leaking for you. All this cum boiling up in my balls is just for you, baby."

Her cheeks flush at my words, but she doesn't look away. Instead, she leans closer, studying my cock with rapt attention. The warmth of her breath ghosts over my sensitive skin, making me twitch in her grasp.

"It's...beautiful," she whispers, and the awe in her voice nearly undoes me.

I can't take it anymore. With a growl, I pull her into my lap, grinding my bare cock against her soaked panties. She gasps, her hips instinctively rocking against me.

"Feel that?" I rasp in her ear. "Feel how hard you make me? This is all for you, sweetheart. All because of you."

Lily whimpers, clinging to my shoulders as she grinds herself down on me. Her movements are jerky and inexperienced and all the more hotter for it.

Goddamn.

I can't take it anymore. With a growl, I flip us over, pinning Lily beneath me. Her eyes widen, a mix of excitement and nervousness flickering across her face. I capture her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her soft moan as I grind my cock against her soaked panties.

"Grayson," she whimpers when I release her mouth. "I want...I need..."

"What do you need, little one?" I rasp, nipping at her neck. "Tell me."

Her cheeks flush crimson, but she meets my gaze. "You. Inside me. I think. Please."

Those innocent words nearly shatter my control. With shaking hands, I hook my fingers in the waistband of her panties and slowly drag them down her legs. She lifts her hips to help,and I groan at the sight of her bare pussy, glistening with arousal.

"So fucking beautiful," I murmur, running a finger through her folds. She gasps, hips bucking. "Are you sure about this, sweetheart? Once I'm inside you, there's no going back. You'll be mine."

Lily nods, biting her lip. "I'm sure. I want you, Grayson. Only you."

That's all I need to hear. I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock nudging her slick folds. "This might hurt at first," I warn her. "But I promise I'll make it good for you."

She nods again, wrapping her arms around my neck. I push forward slowly, groaning as her tight heat envelops me inch by agonizing inch. Lily whimpers, her nails digging into my shoulders. I pause, letting her adjust, peppering her face with gentle kisses.

"You're doing so well, little one," I murmur. "So perfect for me. Just relax."

When I feel her tension ease, I push forward again, finally hilting myself inside her. We both moan at the sensation. She's so fucking tight, like a velvet vise gripping my cock. It takes every ounce of willpower not to start pounding into her.

"You okay?" I pant, searching her face.

Lily nods, a dazed smile curving her lips. "I feel so full," she whispers. "It's...amazing."

Pride and possessiveness surge through me. I start to move, setting a slow, gentle rhythm. Each thrust draws breathy moans from her lips, stoking the fire in my veins. Her hips rise to meet mine, instinctively chasing more pleasure.

"That's it, sweetheart," I growl. "Take my cock. You were made for this. Made for me."

My words seem to ignite something in Lily. She arches her back, pressing her soft breasts against my chest as she wraps herlegs around my waist. The new angle lets me sink even deeper, and we both groan at the sensation.

"Grayson," she whimpers, her nails raking down my back. "More. Please."

I'm powerless to resist her plea. My hips snap forward harder, faster, driving into her tight heat again and again. The room fills with the sounds of our pleasure—skin slapping against skin, breathless moans, and filthy words I can't seem to hold back.

"So fucking perfect," I growl, nipping at her neck. "Your tight little pussy was made for my cock. You're mine now, Lily. All mine."

She cries out, her inner walls fluttering around me. "Yours," she gasps. "Only yours."

Those words push me dangerously close to the edge. I slip a hand between us, finding her swollen clit with practiced ease. Her whole body jerks at the contact.

"Come for me again, little one," I command, circling the sensitive bud. "Let me feel you fall apart on my cock."

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