Christopher (Mail-Order Brides For Christmas) - Page 9

“Christopher,” she whined as she wiggled her hips. It was hot as fuck to hear her say my name like that. I doubled my efforts, and when the second digit was all the way in, I sucked hard on her clit and thrust my fingers in and out like my dick would soon be doing. I curled them up, and she went off, shouting my name as her orgasm took over.

Before she’d even begun to descend from her climax, I crawled up her body and took her mouth in a hungry kiss. Knowing she could taste herself on my tongue was more than I could stand. Since the muscles in her pussy would be much more lax as she came down from her high, I lined up my engorged, pulsing head with the entrance to heaven.

Slowly, I pushed inside, then pulled back, going a little farther each time. Luckily, she was so wet that it helped me slide in easier. Eventually, I bumped into the thin barrier of her innocence and paused. I fucking hated that I would be forced to hurt her. Better to just get it over with, though, so I could take away the pain with the ecstasy of another climax.

“I’m sorry, sugar. Now, take a deep breath,” I mumbled against her lips. She did as she was told, and I punched my hips forward, sheathing my cock from root to tip. “Fuck!” I shouted as her walls swallowed me whole. She was so fucking hot and tight, black spots danced in my vision as I nearly passed out from the sheer bliss.

Winter whimpered, and I looked down at her in alarm. “Are you alright?”

Her eyes were swimming with unshed tears, but she nodded. I kissed her cheeks, her nose, her eyes, then her lips, holding very still until her body adjusted to my size.

“It’s better now,” she whispered after a minute. “I feel really full and stretched, but the pain is mostly gone.”

Thank fuck. I was teetering on my breaking point. “Put your legs around me, sugar.”

After she complied with my request, I bent my head to suck on one of her nipples as I began to move lazily in and out. Winter moaned, and her legs clamped around me, so I increased my speed, following her cues. By the time I was pounding into her at a fast, hard pace, we were both panting, and our skin glistened from our sweat.

“You are so fucking perfect,” I grunted. “So tight. Fuck, yeah.” Her hands grabbed at the strands of my hair, and she cried out as I shifted the angle of my hips to make sure I was hitting just the right spot. “You want more, sugar?”

“Faster,” she breathed. “Harder. Yes! Yes!”

She shouted as I pushed myself until I was slamming in and out, our skin slapping together, and the bed rocking into the wall.

Something snapped inside me, and I lost all control. Instead of making love, it became raw, animalistic fucking. And this animal wanted nothing more than to breed his mate. My balls were heavy, and my dick was so thick it was painful. I felt my climax hurtling to the surface, so I slipped a hand between us and pinched Winter’s clit, causing her to throw her head back and scream as another orgasm took over.

Her pussy clenched so hard that it pulled me right over the edge with her. “Winter! Fuck, yes!” I roared as my dick exploded inside her.

I played with her clit some more and continued to thrust as I came, working her up toward one last peak. “Another one, sugar,” I demanded. “I want you to come while I fill you. Your womb will take in more of it.” To my shock, when Winter tumbled into a third climax, I followed her once again. We came together, her body opening to the endless jets of hot seed spurting from my shaft.

When I was finally empty and Winter was lying limp and exhausted beneath me, I rolled to my back, taking her with me. I stayed inside her as she sprawled across my chest, her eyelids heavy as her breathing evened out.

“You talk a lot,” she mumbled.

I chuckled and rubbed a hand up and down the smooth, silky skin of her back. “Told you. You’re the only one I want to talk to.”

She yawned adorably, then rubbed her nose in my chest hair before settling on her cheek again. “We shouldn’t have done that with no protection,” she mumbled suddenly, her voice sounding anxious. “And now we can’t get an annulment. Why—”

“Sleep, sugar,” I insisted, cutting her off. “We’ll talk tomorrow.” I put my hands on her ass and gave it a squeeze, which pushed my rapidly hardening cock farther into her depths. Shit. Her virgin pussy needed to rest. I probably shouldn’t have kept my dick inside her, but I didn’t want any come slipping out.

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