Page 21 of Bred By the Mercenary

She gasps and twists to lie on her back for me, staring up with those hypnotic eyes.

“I just hope I’m as good as you’re hoping,” she murmurs.

I hate that her ex must have put such garbage into her mind, other than she’s a goddess.

“Hush,” I say. “There is no possible way you could ever disappoint me.”

That captivating, shy smile has my heart melting.

The glow of light from the hallway shows me the beauty in my bed. Her expression is soft. There’s no fear, just a haze in her eyes I know comes with her arousal. I’ve seen it before, and I love seeing her so lost to desire.

My hand traces down the valley of her breasts, over her flat stomach, and to where the smoothness of her pussy tells me she’s completely waxed. My fingers trace the pink line of her pussy, which is drenched.

“Open up for me, little dove.” Then I kiss her, our mouths coming together like we’re made for one another. She kisses me hungrily, and I love her appetite. I take her tongue into my mouth, sucking on it, needing so much more. She lifts her knees and spreads her legs for me. I’ve had enough of the blanket getting in my way, so I take hold of it and rip it off both of us.

She wriggles beneath me, spreading wider.

Running my fingertips down her spread pussy lips, I find her completely drenched. She’s been turned on a lot more than I anticipated, and I can’t get enough of her body, her sounds.

Breaking our kiss, I make my way down her body, leaving a trail of kisses over her breasts, taking quick mock bites of her hard, dusty pink nipples. Then I move to kneel between her legs, my gaze falling to that tight little pussy that’s glistening with need.

She pulls off her shirt and tosses it aside, then giggles.

“I fucking adore you.” I lean down and quickly wrap my mouth around her pussy. It’s been too long since I’ve tasted her, but I plan to rectify that. Then I devour her, my head buried between her thighs, slipping my tongue into her and giving her as much pleasure out of it as she needs. Licking her, I tease her engorged clit. I push her thighs wider, wanting to see all of her, all of that special hole I’m going to claim.

I’m floating in euphoria, being engulfed by her strong scent, inhaling it, wanting her inside me. Then, with my mouth, I latch onto her clit as I push two fingers into her dripping entrance. She gasps out loud, her body clenching around me, her legs shaking.

“Daxton,” she groans, writhing beneath my mouth.

“Holy hell,” I grunt, then take another lick of her wet, slick cunt. “You’re tastier than I remember. So sticky and dripping.”

“I really need you inside me now.” She’s up on her elbows, staring down her body at me, her cheeks red from her arousal. “I’ve waited so long.”

Up on my knees, I chuckle and pull at the button on my jeans. Climbing off the bed quickly, I drop them and step out of them. There’s nothing underneath as I go commando, and her eyes are on my erection, bulging.

“I know, little dove. You’re going to love my cock inside you.”

She swallows hard. “Are you sure?”

“Oh, yes, and I can tell you’re going to be so tight for me.”

Her hips rock as if in anticipation. I glance down at my naked beauty, my balls so fucking tight at needing to slam into her. The woman who’s going to be with me for the rest of her life.

I shuffle forward and lean into her, one hand poised on the mattress near her shoulder, the other gripping my massive erection and pushing it toward her pussy.

She tightens up as I push my tip into her.

“It’s okay,” I assure her. “Just open up for me. I promise you’ll enjoy it.” Then I lay my body over her. “Hold on to me, little dove.”

She’s smiling but looks nervous as she wraps her arms around my neck. I kiss her softly, staring her in the eyes as I push into her. She’s slick, but her walls are damn tight. Every muscle in her body goes tense, her pussy squeezing me. Her moans are growing.

“I can feel how big you are and…” She breaks into a groan, her head thrown back, thrusting her breasts against my chest.

The animal I am, I can’t resist. I scoop one into my mouth, suckling on her while driving myself deep into her, down to the hilt.

She cries out, shuddering beneath me, and I love that feeling.

“You’re mine now, Amelia. I knew it the first time we met.”

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