Page 106 of Dreadful
“Um, this is…this is the first time I’vewantedit—”
Horror replaces his confusion.
“Fuck, Tallie, I’m so—” His grip loosens immediately, but I slap both my hands back over his and squeeze.
“No…don’t stop.” I don’t know how I know it, but my instincts are telling me the way he was in charge downstairs is the way I need it.
“…you’ll crave my firm hand as much as I already crave your soft touch.”
He knew it that day in the dressing room. He knew what I needed before I did. It gives me the courage to try to explain.
“I want you, but I’m afraid to want this. I need you to…I need you to take control. I need the pain, the fear. And I love that I can trust you to give me all of that. So please—” I squeeze his fingers.
Understanding and determination soften his features, warring with the fierce need that he’s struggling to contain. He clamps the sides of my throat with immediate pressure, cutting off my blood supply. It sends a thrill through my veins, and his promise warms me to my core.
“I’ll take care of you,mia bellavipera.”
His grip tightens, and he kisses my lips as his cock pushes inside me. My pulse skyrockets at all the sensations flowing through my body. On instinct, my hips lift to accept him. He sinks into me the rest of the way as we both moan. He’s massive, but I’ve had so much foreplay that there’s no resistance as we merge.
“Goddamn, you’re so ready for me.”
His hips thrust in and out, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He keeps the pressure on my throat, but he uses his free hand to hook my arms around his strong shoulders, showing me what we need. The muscles there move underneath my fingertips as he continues to pump into me, and the leverage helps me move with him.
“Oh, Sev…”
“I’m claiming you, Talia. You’re mine now. Your burden is my burden—” He punctuates each point with long plunges. “Your dreams are my dreams. Your goals are my goals. Your family is my family. Your heart is mine. My heart is yours.”
There’s a fluttering in my chest, and it’s not just because it’s getting hard to breathe.
“But we don’t even really know each other.”
He thrusts harder, curving the tip of his cock deep inside me.
“Don’t we, though?”
He doesn’t let me answer this time and starts to roll his hips, pounding faster. My pussy clenches around his slick movements as he slides in and out, in and out. He lifts my thigh and bends over me, crowding my space, becoming all that I see. I tighten my grip on his shoulders and move with him, meeting his every stroke. His grip on my neck gets tighter and tighter, fading my vision at the edges. My nails dig into his skin, and he groans as he drives into me, hitting just where I need him. Every. Single. Time.
“Please, Sev. Please let me come this time.”
My plea is barely above a whisper, but his body responds instantly. His fingertips dig into my throat, and his grip just beneath my ass begins to sting, stoking the pleasure-pain I need.
“I wouldn’t dream of denying you right now,dolcezza. Come for me.”
His command sends me to the peak.
When he releases my throat, I careen over the edge.
When he bites my neck, I tumble down.
“Sever!”
I scream and moan as every inner muscle clings to him in a rhythm of need and satisfaction. His teeth sink deeper into my scars, and I cry out as waves of pleasure roll through me. His thrusts are wild and deep, until I dig my heels into his lower back.
“Merda, Talia.”
“Come in me, Sever.”
He plunges into me one last time, seating himself deep as he obeys my own command. His groan of pleasure vibrates between us, and his cock jolts against my pulsing inner muscles.
