Page 59 of The Claiming Series: Collection 1
“Not just your first. Your only. And you’re my one and only from here on out. Let me hear you say it,” I command.
“You’re my one and only,” she murmurs, cupping my face inher hands.
The tight band around my chest releases, and my heart throbs. I claim her mouth again in a deep kiss, trying to convey without words how much this means to me.
I push Daisy’s legs open using my knee, rocking back and forth against her, mimicking sex. She matches my rhythm, her fingers digging into my hips as she moves with me. I notch the head of my cock to her opening, pressing in an inch, and she gasps.
I freeze, my eyes locked on her face.
“More,” she breathes.
I give her what she asks for, sliding inside her tight sheath a little more. “You’re amazing. The best thing that’s ever happened to me,” I mutter, thrusting all the way inside her.
My mouth slashes down on hers, swallowing her small yelp of pain as I stretch her open in a way she’s never experienced before. That knowledge suddenly makes me want to roar and beat my chest.
I force myself to hold still, letting her get accustomed to my length and girth, scattering kisses all over her face. I bite her earlobe, telling her how gorgeous she is, how long I’ve been waiting for her, and how we belong to each other now.
After a few minutes, she releases a breath, and her body softens, relaxing underneath me. I slide a hand between us, stroking her clit, and her breath picks up again in needy little pants. Her hips rock instinctively, and my cock releases a little cum inside her. I’ve got a motherload saved up for her.
Her pussy clenches around my cock as my thumb presses her clit like a button. Her back arches, and she clamps down on me, making my dick jerk inside her. I clench my jaw, using every ounce of my willpower not to rut into her like a wild animal. There’ll be plenty of time for wild, rough sex later, but this first time, she deserves tenderness.
“Please move, Dray,” she huffs, shortening my name. I’ve never liked being called that before, but coming from her lips, I love it. It’s… intimate.
Daisy tries to move her hips beneath me, but mine have her pinned to the bed. I pull all the way out of her, thrusting back in firmly. Her head lolls back, and her mouth parts in a silent ‘O’.
I dip my head to her breasts, pulling a nipple into my mouth and grazing it with my teeth. My thumb moves faster on her clit. I need her to come again because I know I’m not going to last long with the way her tight little cunt is squeezing me.
Daisy moans, and her eyes fall closed as I slide in and out of her. “Eyes on me, sweet thing. I wanna watch as you come.”
She slowly opens them, two pools of molten desire that knock the air from my lungs. She tilts her hips underneath me on my next thrust, and I hit some perfect spot inside her. She chants my name like a litany as I thrust in and out of her, over and over again.
Electric shocks begin to wind down the base of my spine, signaling the onset of an orgasm I’m not sure I’m going to survive.
“Baby, I need you to come for me now,” I gasp, my balls cinching up tight. “Let go and give it all to me. Claim me, like I’m claiming you.”
That’s all it takes. Her body tenses, and her pussy locks down on me, pulling me over the edge. I roar as I unload inside her, releasing a never-ending stream of cum until it’s too much and spills out between us. My orgasm seems to go on forever, and I swear I black out for a second from the intensity of the pleasure bombarding me.
Finally, I collapse against her, completely spent. I bury my face in her neck, unable to move. Daisystrokes my hair tenderly as we lie in a tangled, sweaty heap and catch our breath.
“As first times go, that was epic,” she murmurs sleepily.
I pull back to look at her. “I didn’t hurt you?”
“Only a little, at first, but it was worth it.” She grins up at me.
That smile warms my insides and lifts my heart. At that moment, I swear I’ll spend my life making sure her smile never leaves her face.
Chapter Nine
Daisy
“I need to feed you, again, sweet thing,” Dray murmurs a few hours later, sifting his fingers through my hair as I lie on his chest.
“In a minute,” I mumble, drowning in contentment and unwilling to move.
He grunts, and my core clenches. I’ve already grown to love that sound. In fact, I think I’ve grown to lovehim.
It’s too soon, my mind whispers.
