Brawn - Laurann Dohner [112]
Becca’s stomach quivered and her nipples grew taut. She clawed at the bedding just for something to hold on to. He lapped at the bundle of nerves, sucked and tugged on her clit and she thrashed on the bed. The pleasure became so raw she tried to slam her legs together, couldn’t take anymore, but strong hands pinned her open and down. He snarled, his mouth vibrated strongly and he kept doing it.
“Oh God,” she moaned. “Too much, baby. Stop. It nearly hurts. I can’t!”
He growled louder, made the vibrations even stronger and sounds came out of her that she’d never made before.
Becca felt as if her body might break. She cried out, threw back her head and felt pleasure slam her so hard she lost the ability to think at all. Waves of it crushed throughout her body, made her jerk and cry out again. He released her.
Becca panted as her vaginal muscles twitched and trembled. Brawn lifted up and crouched over her. Her eyes opened to stare into his. His intense expression was nearly frightening. No man had ever looked at her that way—with so much passion.
“You’re mine, Becca. Say it.”
She wanted to. Her mouth even opened but she realized what she was about to do. She pressed her lips firmly together and breathed through her nose. He closed his eyes and seemed to wrestle with his temper. He finally calmed, his eyes opened and he grabbed her hips to drag her totally off the bed. She ended up straddling his thighs where he sat on the floor. His rigid cock was trapped between their bellies.
“Put your arms around my neck and hold on to me.”
She reached up to do as she was told and his hands gripped her ass, lifted her and adjusted until she felt the broad head of his cock nudge her pussy. She was so wet from her climax that he slid a little, had to adjust her and then he eased her down. Becca pressed her mouth against his chest and moaned as he lowered her torturously, slowly until he was buried deep inside her pussy.
Her muscles still twitched and squeezed around his cock, not recovered yet from coming and it nearly hurt. He was so thick and big that she wasn’t sure her body could handle him fucking her again so soon. Her nails dug into his skin.
“Easy,” she rasped. “Give me a minute to adjust.”
“I wish you weren’t so frail,” he snarled. “I want to take you hard, fast and deep.” He snarled again. “I want to bury myself into you so deep there’s nothing of my dick that’s not inside you and fuck you until we can’t move. But I’ll hurt you.”
Becca felt a second of fear. He was too big, too strong, to do that and she knew it. Being pregnant didn’t help either. She wiggled her hips, trying to get away from him but he groaned. His hands tightened on her ass instead of releasing and he began to slowly rock his hips, moving gently and pleasure overrode fear. It felt good, his strokes massaging and hitting all those wonderful nerve endings and her muscles adjusted until he could move a little faster. Becca moaned. Brawn restrained himself and kept fucking her.
Brawn fought for control and won. Becca was so tight around his dick that it nearly hurt, her muscles gripped him strongly and he listened to her moans to judge what she enjoyed. His balls tightened and he wanted to come but held back. He purred, couldn’t hold back the vibrations that came from his throat and rolled his hips under his female. She cried out so he snarled softly and did it again.
That was the spot she loved best. He repeated it, torturing them both and buried his face against her shoulder. Easy, he ordered his body. Be gentle.
He wasn’t going to last, knew she was too hot, too tight and fisted his cock too strongly to hold back the climax for much longer. He tried to think of anything that would calm him but her moans, the feel of her and the scent of her arousal drowned him.
He released her ass, slid his fingers between them and frantically rubbed her clit. His finger moved in tune with his driving thrusts up into her. Becca screamed his name, climaxed again and he threw back his head, roaring