Hot-Bites, Volume Two by Jenika Snow
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Macy
Braden’s eyes are so intent that it feels like they’re burning me.
“Take me inside of you, Macy. Help me claim you, sweetheart.”
His words are so erotic, his voice so hoarse and filled with hunger that I close my eyes at the wave of emotion that overtakes me.
“Braden,” I whimper, unsure what to do with all of the emotion I’m feeling… the love.
Oh God. I love him. It wasn’t planned, and considering how we met, I’m not sure how it happened, but… I love him. The idea should terrify me, and maybe it does a little.
It also feels right. Completely and utterly right.
Maybe I’m fooling myself, but I don’t care. I love Braden Harris. If I’m wrong and he’s just using me for sex, then I’ll deal. I’ve been through hell before, I can survive it again… Maybe.
“Open those eyes, Macy.”
My eyes instantly open, obeying him without thought. His voice is so throaty it glides over my body like silk.
“Braden,” I moan, stroking him without planning to.
“I want your eyes open, Macy. Open and looking directly at me when I claim your sweet little pussy as mine.”
There are a million questions swimming in my head. I want to ask him if he cares about me, if he thinks he might one day love me. I want to ask him if this is just sex, if he’s still planning on letting me go with the morning light. I can’t for the life of me ask any of them, so instead I bite my lip, stare directly at him, guide his cock to my entrance and then slowly begin to lower my body. His head pushes in and as I slide down on his cock I have to stop midway, feeling so full that it’s almost painful.
“Christ, Macy, you’re so tight,” Braden groans as I slip just a little farther down his cock. I know I’m being slow, taking it almost centimeter by centimeter, but he’s so big, and I feel so full that even though I’m wet, it’s borderline painful. Uncertainty swarms me, doubts hitting me.
“I don’t know… Am I doing this right?”
“You’re a virgin,” he whispers, surprise and shock evident on his face. Embarrassment floods me and I start to pull away. His hands cup my hips, refusing to let me move.
“Braden…”
“You’re perfect and I’m going to claim that little cherry of yours and fuck you so hard your tight little cunt is curved for my cock and my cock alone.”
“I don’t know what I’m doing. I—”
“This will only hurt for a little bit, Macy, and then I promise you that I will make it up to you. I’ll make you feel so good you will beg me to fuck you again,” he promises me.
Then, before I can process what he’s doing, he pushes me down, forcing my body to open wider and accept him—all of him—every single inch of his cock as he buries himself deep inside of me. His mouth attacks mine as he swallows my cries and claims my virginity.
