Page 44 of Needing More
Vic parted her legs wide until he was able to move comfortably between them. The position opened her up even more to his silent scrutiny.
"You're so fucking beautiful," he murmured faintly, his breath bouncing off her inner thighs as he leaned forward.
Any word of protest that was on her lips died with the little jolt of pleasure that went through her as his dark head dropped between her spread legs. Sapphire's hands went to his head, burying themselves in his silken hair as his fingers spread her even further and his mouth met her aching sex.
Her back arched from the bed as he took the little nub of flesh between his teeth and sucked. Breathy shameful noises of her surrender filled the room. Vic lifted her hips higher from the bed licking and sucking, taking out all his fury on her. Their eyes locked over her writhing body and she felt his tongue spear into her entrance and it broke her.
Cataclysmic in force, her climax nearly stole her breath away, but as if sensing her body's silent surrender, Vic forced her to relent even further, scraping his teeth along the tender bundle of nerves once more wrenching out a desperate scream from her.
"That's it, angel," he soothed. He ran his hand over the trim curls of her throbbing sex and placed little kisses that acted like bolts of electricity through her recovering body. "You taste so good, angel. So fucking good. You're beautiful."
Sitting back, he let her legs dangle off the sides of the bed as he stood up.
The rustle and familiar jingle of metal pulled her mind from its foggy euphoria and forced her to pay attention to the rogue Heathen before her. Shirtless, he stood with his hands on his belt undoing the clasp. Her heart seized as she watched him unzip his pants.
Her mouth went dry. Oh God no. He couldn’t mean to…but she knew he did. She knew the moment he held her to him and she felt the firm press of his arousal for her against her hips what Vic intended.
Like the Judas she was, her eyes lingered helplessly on his wide chest, taking in every detail. Lean and muscular, his body radiated a dangerous power. Covered in tattoos his abs were like a wall of muscles, his abs the defined brickwork of his hours in the gym. Sapphire stopped at the familiar fleur de lis and bit her lip at the thought of his brutal past.
With one move Vic pushed down his pants and stood before her completely bare.
Sapphire's attention was stolen anew. Sucked in like a trance, her eyes widened and stared at the swollen, rigid flesh standing high for her attention.
Her sex clenched and she instinctively closed her legs.
Vic's eyes darkened and reached for her, his hand wrapping around one knee as he kneeled on the bed. Holding himself directly above her, Sapphire looked up into his eyes, ready to plead with him once more, but Vic took her hand in his and placed it on his chest just above the fleur de lis marking on his pectoral. The firm rise of warm flesh beneath her hand carried a current that ran through them both. Vic closed his eyes and pressed her hand harder to his chest.
Sapphire's blood pulsed even hotter. This gravitational pull that existed between them, a force she fought day and night, was beginning to draw her end. She could feel the ground slipping from beneath her as she slid into its hold. Lifting her free hand, she ran her fingers through his hair even as a tear slipped from her eye.
Vic's eyes opened and he looked down at her, his eyes softening. "I need you."
Once more she thought of the two men this act would affect and it gave her the strength to fight off this forbidden desire.
Shaking her head, she gave Vic a hard stare. "No," she said, her voice firm. She shook her head, doing her best to rebuke this on every level of her being despite the unfurling heat in her core more than ready for him.
"Do you think I could stop even if I wanted to, angel?" Vic mumbled heavily into the crook of her neck. Zings of electricity arced through her as he nibbled at her tender flesh and his fingers stroked her damp heat.
When she didn't answer, Vic stiffened above her and sat up. Savage need lit his eyes and he grabbed a fistful of her hair. Sapphire yelped at the stinging pain just before he covered her thrashing pulse with his mouth. The combining feeling of his teeth against her skin and his hand in her hair made her body throb even more. Sucking on her pulse, Vic dropped his hips to hers and she jolted at the intimate feeling. The blazing heat of his cock pressing against her bare sex was so wrong and right tears formed in her eyes.
"What you won't give, I’ll take," Vic rasped mercilessly in her ear as he guided the bulbous head of his length to her tight entrance.
No. The word echoed in her mind even as her legs opened wider, seemingly accepting the inevitable.
Vic moved forward, his body settling into the soft space of her thighs, and he entered her in a thick slide. Sapphire gasped at the feel of him filling her so full. But Vic kept pushing forward his dark eyes lit with near maniacal need as he pushed and pushed himself further into her body. Sapphire let out a low sobbing sound of defeat as he finally settled deep in her, his hips flush with hers. Dazed and thoroughly conquered, she looked down at her naked body and saw how Vic held her legs open and wide at her knees and how close their bodies were pressed together.
Helplessly she looked back up at him, finding his eyes through the fall of his midnight hair hanging over his face. She wanted to try and say something, anything to stop this betrayal but the burning feeling of desire was too much for both of them. Sapphire couldn't deny the taboo ache within her that wanted this man to fuck her. She wanted him to be rough with her, to claim his ownership of her, to force his way into their lives one way or another. As if sensing what she was thinking, Vic gave her a slow smile that was edged in brutal promise.
Lowering himself until his face was at the crook of her neck, Vic kissed her, once more suckling at her pulse before starting to pump into her. The first stroke stole her breath. The second stroke was even deeper, harder than the first, pulling a strangled moan from her throat. Again and again, his hips worked into her, growing wild and punching, at total odds with the caressing kisses he placed along her neck. His brutal pace fit right in with the deep animalistic sounds emanating from his chest.
Sapphire could do nothing but cling to him as he invaded her body, pinning her down against the mattress. Vaguely she could hear the bed creak and squeak as he pumped in and out of her. She could do nothing but hold on. Beneath her fingers, she felt the muscles in his back rippling as his grunts grew even louder than her breathy cries. She was barely hanging onto her sanity. On some level, she thought she would withstand this after being with both Hayden and Joel but Vic was somehow in a league of his own. There was a desperate violence wrapped around each punching thrust. Over and over the blunt head of his thick cock hit the opening of her womb.
Her cries became repetitive sounds of beautiful torment while his escalating grunts accompanied the squealing sounds of the bed taking his onslaught.
The world around her began to brighten before vanishing into an explosion of bliss. Above her, Vic's body went taut, his rhythm breaking as he plunged himself deeper, his throat filled with a violent groan. A second climax overtook her right after the other with another cry ripped from her throat as she felt his muscles bunch into steel and a curse shouted into the air as her body milked his for all its worth. The feeling of his hot spend inside of her defeated body nearly drove her to another climax as Vic settled heavily on top of her.
Without thought or care, Sapphire wrapped her arms around him and sighed when he did the same to her. Together they lay there holding one another until she woke sometime later to Vic pulling her into his arms. Carrying her down the hall to the bathroom, he sat her on the toilet and waited for her until she was done. In silence, he cleaned her up before taking her back in his arms and carrying her back to the bed.
Slowly, the reality of the situation caught back up with her, and Sapphire looked away from him, burying her face in the pillows.
