Captive Desires / Chapter 5: Cleo “I’ll have you as many times a day as you can take,” Ian growls. He feels so thick and good inside me, the tension delicious after the stretch of unfamiliar muscles. My body accommodates his invasion after a spike of pain and when he thrusts and circles over my clit, it sends pleasure spiralling through me. “Whenever you want,” I promise. “I’ll be wet and ready and begging for more. It’s impossible to imagine a time I won’t be crazy for this man. He moves slowly at first, but as I plead with him he plunges into me faster, harder. I’ve never felt anything like this. Elemental. Like there’s nothing in the world but him and me. I’m bracketed by his arms and the weight of his body on me and I feel sheltered and coddled and turned on to the point that I might expire. “So tight,” he whispers as he releases my hands to grasp my butt and adjust the angle of my hips. It was good before, but this is better. It hits a spot inside me that makes me moan. “You feel perfect. ” He kisses across my jaw. His beard scratches my cheek sending skitters of desire down my spine. I need…. I don’t exactly know what I need, but something from him. More of him. “Want me to come inside you? Get you round and pregnant?” ” I nod and pant and shudder, a sheen of sweat on my skin. “Come first,” he demands. The feel of his skin, this kiss that never stops, and the pistoning of his body into mine are pushing me beyond limits I didn’t know I had. He has clever fingers that are circling over my clit harder than I’d do myself and it drives me higher, quicker. He knows my body better than I do. Desperate is how it feels, intense in a way I haven’t seen or felt before. “When you’ve screamed and come on my cock, I’ll spill deep inside you. I’ll fill you to overflowing. You’ll be ripe with my seed. Ian ups his pace again, driving in and out, at the edge of control and tipping over into wild. That, and his rumbling voice saying filthy words about how tight my pussy is, how much he’s enjoying fucking me, and how he’s going to put a baby in me, is too much. Orgasm crashes through, a tidal wave of pleasure that shakes my every fibre. It’s not quiet or easy. It’s too much and not long enough. I feel him break too, swelling inside me and forcing my pleasure higher. He gushes into my passage, filling me up as he promised. There’s so much, I swear I can feel it leaking from the impossibly tight fit of him in me. Our lips brush together as we both mouth words that maybe aren’t even words, but I understand him, and I think he understands too. I love you. His body shakes as mine does. When my brain can process something again, it’s Ian toying with my hair. We stay like that, joined, for long minutes, staring into each other’s eyes, his fingers drifting over my neck, jaw, and cheek. He has amazing green eyes. I indulge in looking at them, and the rest of his face, trailing my fingers over each hard line. I press into the firm muscles of his neck. This is what I wanted when I held a knife to his throat last night. “You might have been a virgin before,” he whispers. “But now you’re mine. I brush my knuckles on his cheek. “You’re mine, Ian Abernathy. You and me and soon, our child. “Here’s the plan,” he says, after long minutes of kisses that had begun to trail down my neck. “In a fortnight we’re going to get married, and you’ll be around two weeks pregnant. ” His tone is as absolute as lightning. It cannot be argued with, or rationalised. It is deadly to any who don’t respect it. “Your father will accept a swap of the de-escalation of hostilities on my side, for the price of his best assassin and daughter’s hand in marriage. Or we’ll bankrupt him. Easy choice, I’d say. ”Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated For All Books Updates… I breathe him in. How did I get so lucky? “Not long to arrange a wedding. “You haven’t proposed yet,” I point out. ” I pretend a conflicted expression and tap my forefinger on my chin thoughtfully. “I don’t know. Tricky choice. If I remain your captive and you catch me trying to assassinate you again, will I be punished the same way?” His eyes darken to a forest green. “I will put you over my knee and spank you. “Tempting. And if I’m your wife?” ” He rolls us over, pulling me on top of him, grinning. “You’ll just have to find out. He drags me down to him, one palm on my back and the other over my lower belly. I never thought you’d be mine, Cleo. ” He strokes my stomach with the side of his thumb. “I didn’t dare believe. “I love you,” I say, and he groans with satisfaction as he brings me close. His kiss makes my every thought fly. Title: A Second Chance by CrushReel In "A Second Chance," Clarissa and Pierce, once the epitome of a perfect couple, drifted apart as life's challenges tested their love. 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