Page 49 of Property of Scythe
He pauses as he yanks off his belt. There’s a tenderness in his gaze that I’ve never seen unless he’s looking at Mila. “I’m all yours, Lottie. You get what I’m sayin’?”
“I think so.”
“I’m claiming you, marking you, and making you mine. If you’re still not sure what that means, I’m fucking you, baby, and then I’m putting my property patch on you, so everyone knows you’re mine.”
It’s so caveman. I like it, though, knowing I belong to someone who wants me and sees my value. “Then you should show me your cock so I can decide.”
He smirks. “I waited because once you see my dick, it’s gonna be over.”
He’s so damn cocky. “I’ll be the judge of that.”
“Well, darlin’, that’s the point.”
He takes his time popping the button on his jeans and lowering the zipper. I can see the bulge, so I know he’s got some size to him. What I don’t expect is the girth and length.
Scythe drops his jeans and underwear and grins. He turns sideways and flexes. OMG, he’s incorrigible. The smug look on his face is ridiculous.
But he’s not wrong. I lick my lips and stare until I’m squirming on the bed. “Wow.” I wink at him. “I think I can see it.”
He’s growling as I laugh, pouncing on me as I lean back and open my legs wide. He settles between my thighs and brushes the hair out of my face. “Woman, you’re asking for it.”
“By it, do you mean your cock? I feel like I’m waiting forever.”
He drops a kiss on my lips. “Worried I won’t live up to the hype?”
“Maybe.”
“Oh, you’re in trouble now.” He scoots down the bed and hikes up my knees. He’s ripping off my panties and tossing them aside, groaning as he stares at me. “You’re glistening.” Before I can ask what he’s doing, his mouth is on my core, his tongue hot and spearing inside me.
“Oh!” I gasp.
“Yeah,” he pauses. “I’m gonna eat this pussy and fuck you good, baby.”
I’m riding a high I don’t think I’ve ever experienced as he uses his fingers and mouth to coax the pleasure from my body. He’s not giving too much attention to my clit, and I tell him.
“That’s because you’re coming on my cock, baby.”
Just when I think I’m going to topple over the edge and it’s too much, he lifts his head and grins. His hand wraps around his impressive length as he begins to stroke.
“You ready for me?”
I think so. He’s the biggest guy I’ve ever been with, but I’m turned on and wet, thanks to him. I nod.
Slowly, he lines up and begins to pump his hips, pushing the tip of his cock inside me. I feel full already, and he’s barely inside me.
“Relax, baby. I’m gonna fit.”
And he does. Perfectly.
His body drapes mine once he’s buried deep, and he kisses me. Long, languid kisses that soon deepen with hunger. His hips snap back and then plunge, stroking in and out as I cling to him. It’s the most delicious torture.
It doesn’t take long before I’m rising off the bed, matching his thrusts. We’re both moaning. Faster and harder, he’s keeping his promise and fucking me into the mattress, owning me with every snap of his hips.
My orgasm hits out of nowhere. I cry out as he covers my mouth with his, kissing me as I pant against his lips. I’m shaking when it’s over, eyes wide because I don’t think I’ve ever come without having to stimulate my clit for a long period of time.
“Fuck. You’re so wet, baby. So fucking tight too.”
He shudders, pumps a few more times, and then he’s filling me, rutting hard as he empties his cock. His warm breath is at my ear as he whispers into it.
