Page 117 of Protected By Monsters (Everwood Demons 1)

I managed a smile, which turned into a moan as he ground down into me.

He wrapped his arms around me, holding me against him as he drove into me.

“I don’t want to finish until you do,” he panted, slowing down his movements as he shuddered and nipped my neck softly.

“I don’t know if I have yet,” I admitted breathlessly.

“You’d know,” he chuckled softly. “Just relax, close your eyes and focus on the sensations.”

I did as he said, gasping and curling my hands in the blanket as he reached down to tease my clit.

He rocked into me gently as he did this, and the fire scorched through me, tingles flooding my body as he touched me.

A strange pleasure began to build up inside me, and I moaned, moving my hands to claw at his back, gasping out the words that it felt amazing.

He moaned with me, swirling his thumb over my sensitive little nub as he thrust deep into me.

I began to writhe, never having felt this kind of build-up before. It was incredible, and I wanted it to hit its peak, to feel whatever amazing bliss it would bring with it.

Jack continued driving into me faster, his fingers teasing my clit quicker too.

I cried out as the wave broke through, washing over me with intense pleasure that I was arching against him, my legs nearly cramping as they tightened around him.

“Fuck,” he moaned, and he sped up, driving into me with soft growls and grunts.

I moaned, the bliss still coursing through me with mini waves as he continued, and I found myself staring up into his dark eyes, a fire flickering within them as he gritted his teeth.

“Oh fuck,” he rasped, dipping his head down to nip my neck. “Lily,” he moaned, and his body shuddered as his arms tightened around me.

Warmth flooded into me, and I held him close as he panted and lazily kissed my neck.

“We didn’t use a condom,” I mumbled, feeling completely stupid for not thinking of that.

“Hellhounds aren’t fertile,” he rasped, his hot breath washing over my neck.

Oh, well, that was good, I guess.

We stayed joined for some time, holding each other as we caught our breath.

I giggled before sighing, running my fingers up and down the lithe muscles in his back.

“Was it okay?” he asked when he finally flopped down beside me and pulled me against his chest to spoon me. I ignored the stickiness running down between my legs. I’d deal with it later, right now, I wanted to enjoy the moment.

“It was perfect,” I murmured as I held his arms around my waist and closed my eyes.

“That’s good, I wanted your first time to be good,” he murmured, sounding pleased.

I just smiled to myself, thoroughly exhausted now. It had been perfect. Feeling connected with him, how he’d taken his time so it didn’t hurt, how he’d focused on me, it was beyond perfect.

“Was it okay for you?” I asked softly.

“Better than perfect,” he chuckled as he kissed my shoulder, brushing my hair to the side as he nuzzled my neck.

“I’m glad.”

We lay snuggled together, and a wave of contentment washed over me. I felt completely at ease and comfortable, and satisfied.

So it wasn’t a surprise when I drifted off, encased in his warmth and floating on clouds.

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