Before I realize what I’m doing, I reach down and swipe two fingers through my pussy, gathering the juices on them.I smile as he looks at me in shock, and press them against his mouth.
“Fuck,” he groans.“That was so hot, mate.I need more.”
He buries his face in my cunt and eats me like I’m his last meal.I scream as he sucks my clit into his mouth, and stars erupt when his tongue pushes into my tight hole.
“Cyrus!”I whine.
He growls as he grips my hips, pinning me to the mattress as his mouth devours me.He licks every inch of me, sucking my clit into his mouth again and rolling his tongue over it.Then he licks his way down to my opening.
My thighs shake, and I suck in a sharp breath as I come.My orgasm combusts inside me, and for a moment, the world goes black.
When I blink my eyes open a moment later, Cyrus is prowling up my body.He kisses me, letting me taste my release on his lips and tongue.His cock bumps against my opening.
“Shouldn’t I take care of you now?”
He shakes his head.“Later.Right now, I need you.”
He braces himself on his hands and kisses me.I wrap my arms around his neck, needing the contact to ground myself.When his lips trail down my throat, I gasp.The scrape of his teeth makes my pulse race, my body arching toward him instinctively.
“I need to mark you,” he whispers, his voice ragged.“To claim you.To make sure the world knows you’re mine.”
A shiver runs through me, equal parts fear and longing.I tilt my head back, baring my neck, offering myself to him.“Do it.”
His growl shakes the air as his mouth closes over my skin.For a moment, he breathes me in, his lips warm and soft.Then his teeth sink into me, firm and sharp, but not cruel.Undeniable.Pain flares, bright and startling, but it’s quickly gone, replaced by a rush of heat so overwhelming that it steals my breath.
I cry out his name as he slams inside me, my pussy walls spasming around his length.
“Cyrus!”
“Mine,” he growls.
He kisses me as he starts to move, sliding in and out of me.He’s so big, stuffing me so full, but it feels amazing.It feels like home.For the first time in my life, I’m right where I’m supposed to be.I’m where I’m wanted.
“More,” I beg.
He groans and picks up his pace, rutting into me harder.I cling to him, my hips working to meet each of his thrusts.We move together in perfect sync, straining to find our release.Mine builds inside me again, and my nails dig into his arms, marking him the same way he marked me.
“I’m close,” I gasp.
“Need to feel it,” he demands.
I drag a ragged breath into my lungs as I reach my peak.I try to keep my eyes on Cyrus, wanting to see his face as he finds his pleasure.He takes in every inch of me—the bounce of my breasts, the jiggle of my stomach—before his eyes lock on mine as he claims every inch of my body.He sees it all, and he loves it.
I think he lovesme.
“Mina!”he shouts.
I gasp as his release splashes inside me, clutching him.Something clicks into place like a lock turning, a door opening I didn’t know was closed.
He collapses on his side next to me, pulling me with him.I snuggle closer, relishing his warmth.
“You all right, mate?”he asks after we catch our breath.
“I’m perfect.”
He kisses my neck, nuzzling me.Then he gently licks the mark he left on me, soothing it.A baby orgasm rolls through me, and I moan, shivering in his hold.
His eyes glow with something wild and tender.“You’re mine,” he says, voice thick with awe.“Forever.”