Page 59 of Heads You Lose (Grim & Beast Duet 2)

“Okay,” she whispers, her skin flushing with heat as I palm her cheeks and slowly slide my aching cock inch by inch inside her welcoming warmth.

“Fuck, you feel so good. So fucking tight. It’s like you were made for me.”

“A perfect fit,” she agrees, her pupils widening and a breath releasing from her lips as I pull back to the tip and then slowly drive my cock back inside of her. She lets out a low moan, and the sound gets me high like nothing else.

“This, this is what home feels like,” I say as her legs tighten around my arse and her core contracts, squeezing me tightly. It takes everything in me not to explode inside of her.

I let out a groan, wanting to shut my own eyes from the feel of her holding me so fucking tight, but I refuse to take my eyes off of hers. “Do that again and I’ll be coming way too soon.”

“I don’t care, we’ve got the rest of our lives, right?” she replies, squeezing her inner muscles as I pull back and push inside her pussy over and over again.

“You’re right, we do, but there’s no way I’m coming before you do.”

“I’ve already come,” she replies, brushing her lips over mine as I keep up the steady pace.

“And you’ll do it again, and again, and again. So be a good girl and drop your legs for me. Let me love you the best way I know how.”

She smiles up at me, her head tipping back slightly as she unravels her legs from behind my arse, and drops her feet to the mattress, her knees bent and her thighs hugging mine. “Like this?”

“Just like that,” I reply, pressing my mouth against hers and sliding my tongue between her parted lips as I draw back and slide in, draw back and slide in, over and over again.

My muscles tremble with the need to rut into her like I fucked her on the desk in her office, but I force myself to keep the pace, knowing it will give her a deeper, more fulfilling orgasm. I refuse to allow my own needs to overshadow hers. So I remain steady, fucking her slow and kissing her dirty just like I promised her I would.

Thisis what it means to connect.Thisis what making love is.

I would do anything for my girl, my perfect princess, my vicious queen, my goddamn heart.

I would carve open the chest of any cunt who tries to hurt her and smile whilst I do it. I will protect her with my life, fuck her with my whole heart and love her until I can’t anymore.

“Beast,” she breathes against my lips, her head turning to the side as she gasps for breath.

She’s close, I can feel her tightening around me, her fingers digging into my shoulders as she holds on tight and kisses me with a desperate kind of need that only intensifies our connection. If I could melt into her, I would do it in a fucking heartbeat. Sliding my hands beneath her back and up her neck, I cup her head and pull back, needing to see her expression, but I don’t change my pace, I don’t rotate my hips. I fuck her steadily until her breaths quicken and her legs begin to tremble.

“Open your eyes, Kate. Let me see you.”

Her eyelids flutter open and her mouth parts as she looks up at me, and I see it.

I see what I feel.

Love.

Intense, fucking life-changing, all-consuminglove.

We have it, Kate and me. We have the kind of love my mum read about in her romance books. We have that connection, built on friendship, made strong through adversity. We ain’t ever gonna be your typical couple in the real world where violence is the norm, but behind closed doors we can shed the skins we wear on a daily basis and just be ourselves with each other and that’s all I fucking need.

“Look at you. I’m so fucking lucky,” I say.

“Beast, I’m going to come,” she whispers, and I see that love swimming in her eyes as she tips her head back, opens her mouth and comes silently, the overpowering orgasm conjured between us stealing her voice and the air from my lungs.

Seconds later, my balls tighten and a white hot heat expands outwards from the bottom of my spine as I spill my cum deep inside of her, silently promising to love this woman until death do us part.

“Fuck, I love you,” I say when I can breath again.

Kate smiles, cupping my cheek. “Ditto,” she whispers, staring right into the pit of my soul, whilst I find peace within hers.

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“Did I fall asleep?”she murmurs an hour later as I shift on the bed beside her. Her naked body is soft, warm and relaxed wrapped up in my arms, her back to my chest.

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