Forbidden Romance by Lena Lucas

6

Piper

Icouldn’t breathe as Z reached between our bodies, and leaned back enough that I could see what he was doing. He guided that massive cock to my right, virgin hole, and my breath stalled.

I gripped the sheets beside me, hanging on because I thought I’d float away from the sensations he gave me.  While staring between my thighs, at where he was slowly starting to inch his way into, I held my breath and took all of him. Z was so big, so thick that I felt him stretching me, filling me. He tore me in two in the best of ways. My virginity was gone as he continued to work that huge dick in me.

He had now forever claimed it for himself.

And when he’d fed all that cock into me, he stayed still, looking at me, maybe gauging my reaction. After a moment Z gently pulled back out, the tip lodged in my opening right before he slid inside of me again. He repeated the process over and over again, and when he looked down at where we were connected this strangled grunt left him.

“Fuck,” he groaned and closed his eyes for a second before snapping them open and looking into my face. “Watch me. Watch as I fuck you, make love to you… claim you.”

I pushed myself up and stared down the length of my body. I watched his cock become visible as he pulled out, my cream and streaks of my virgin blood coating his length. He stayed right there poised at my entrance, then reached down and smoothed a thick finger along his cock. He brought it to his mouth, licking the digit clean that was coated. I felt my eyes widen, and a soft moan left me.

Then he pushed back into me.

I lifted my hips to take more of him, as much as I could. I wanted him to fill every inch of my body with that monster cock. The movement caused him to slide further into me and we both made strangled noises.

“You can’t fucking do that or I’ll fill you with my cum before I’m ready.” He groaned once before he reared back and gripped my hips tight. With one swift move he buried himself to the hilt inside of me again, so forcefully that I moved up an inch on the bed. The feeling of his balls slapping against my ass didn’t distract me from the fact he was growling like an animal, saying lewd and coarse things, and demanding that I admit I was his.

“Mine,” he said in a voice so distorted it didn’t even sound like him anymore. “Say you’re mine, Piper. Tell me that there’s no one else who will have you, touch you, even fucking think about being with you.” Z pushed and pulled in and out of me, faster and harder with each passing second. He was an animal, a maniac.

He was mine.

“I’m yours,” I gasped. “No one will ever have me but you.” Those words were deep, cemented in my life. They always had been.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, which caused him to slide in an inch deeper. He cursed, his jaw set tight, a muscle underneath his scuffed skin jumping.

“This is good, baby, so fucking good.” He stared into my eyes when he said that, made it law. “I’m going to fucking fill you up so much my cum slides out of you and soaks the sheets.” He slammed into me harder, and I felt my orgasm start to rise.

“Z,” I cried out.

He was going so fast now, pumping in and out of me so that he was sweaty, so that the droplets covered my flesh. And then I exploded, my back arching, my breasts thrusting up, my nipples hardening even more.

Before my orgasm even dimmed, Z had me flipped over, my belly to the mattress, a pillow shoved under my hips. My ass was popped out, and I felt him smooth his hand over the globe before giving it a light slap.

And then I felt his warm, humid breath on my lower back, felt his nails on my hips, digging in, causing a sting of pain, a flash of pleasure. He pulled my legs apart even more, smoothed his hands up and down my outer thighs, then his hot breath bathed my sex. He only gave me one teasing lick up my slit before he straightened and placed the tip of his shaft back at my pussy hole.

In one swift move he slid back into me, pounding into me like a madman, and holding my hips so tight I knew there’d be bruises in the morning.

The sound of sloppy, erotic sex filled my head. The noise of my pussy sucking at his cock drove me to the brink of madness, and I came hard again. God, how many times was Z going to have me orgasm? He’d drain me dry, sap my energy. And I’d never looked forward to anything more.

Wet flesh slapped together and filled my ears and when I heard him groan out, deep and long, I knew he was about to come.

He covered my back with his chest, pushed my hair to the side, and licked and gently bit at the skin where my throat and shoulder met.

“I want my mark on you, my nails scoring your skin, my teeth piercing your body. I want everyone on this planet to look at you and know who you belong to.” I felt his teeth on me, as if he bared them. “And who do you belong to?”

“You,” I said instantly, meaning it with everything in my being.

“That’s fucking right, Piper.” He growled low, gripped my hips until his nails dug into my flesh, and I felt the world fade away.

He came long and hard and nothing else mattered but letting him fill me up. I couldn’t catch my breath as all that pleasure exploded inside of me, claiming me, making my thoughts jumbled, my heart race frantically, and my breath falter.

Z’s cock gave these mighty jerks inside of me as he came, as he made me take every inch of him, every drop of his seed. He growled harsh, filthy words, ones that deemed me his, that I’d never leave him, that he’d never allow it. And the whole time I held him, confirmed that yes, that was true.

I was his.

Always.

Forever.

When my pussy was filled with his seed, when I was pleasantly sore and aching and sated, I held him close, sifted my fingers through his hair, petted him in a soothing manner. I needed it just as much as I knew he needed my touch.

He still had his cock in me, still hard and ready for me.

He always needed me.

With a shift, he pulled out, his thickness slipping free of me, his cum sliding out my hole right away. He had his hand between my thighs only a second later, pushing his seed back into me, murmuring that it needed to stay inside, that it’s where it belonged.

A thrill settled deep in my body… my love for him consuming me.

And when I touched my head in the crook of his neck, ran my tongue over his salty, warm skin, I loved that he growled and pushed his erection against me.

He wasn’t nearly done with me yet, and I looked forward to taking every single inch of him all night long until I couldn’t walk tomorrow.