Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 52887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 264(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
I'm on her before she finishes her sentence, lifting her into my arms and placing her on the mattress. I kiss her long and hard before my mouth moves down to her nipples. My mind imagines them one day filled with milk for the child she will have carried for us. I push them together, licking and sucking at both of them.
"Killian, sweetheart." Teddy writhes on the bed, wanting more. I knee her thighs farther apart to grind my cock into her panty-clad pussy, making her hips buck. Her breathing picks up, and when I think she's close, I pull back, releasing her nipple.
I stare down at her. Teddy's cheeks are flushed, and her eyes glazed over with desire, desire for me.
"Tell me that I can come inside of you." I reach down, sliding my hand into her panties. Finding her soaked for me pleases me. I love how responsive her body is to me.
"Yes." Her hips buck again when I stroke her clit a couple of times. "I want that." I cup her cheek with my palm. I'm on emotional overload. It's hard to find words, ones that she deserves. "I know." Teddy runs her finger up and down my jaw. “Show me,” she tells me, knowing me so well already. That’s all I need from her.
I lean down, taking her mouth in a kiss that I hope conveys everything she makes me feel. She moans into my mouth as I continue to work her clit. I can tell she’s close, but I don’t want her to come yet.
I move down her body, settling in between her thighs. Teddy's breath is already catching, and I know she's barely holding on. It's not going to take much to get my girl there. That's Teddy, though. She's not going to fight it or question it. She jumps in headfirst, all full of life. It's bubbling from her, and it's addictive. To simply be next to her brings warmth.
The folds of her sex are glistening for me. I kiss them gently as I spread her thighs even more with my shoulders. I dip my tongue through her slit, getting a deeper taste of her. I slide my hands under her ass and lift her off the bed partly so I can slide my tongue farther down.
I stiffen it before thrusting it into her tight, untouched hole that is for me alone. I am the only man that will ever know her this way. Teddy is mine, the one pure thing in this world that I can claim as my own. I don’t deserve her, but that’s not going to stop me from taking her. I’m determined to leave my mark on her the same way she has left hers on me.
I glide my fingers through her folds, stroking her clit before I replace my tongue with one finger and then another. I pull them in and out, getting her ready for my cock. I've been doing so every time I get my mouth on her. Teddy might be soft with curves, but she's tiny, especially compared to me. I know I can’t take away all of the pain, but I want to make sure she endures as little as possible.
Latching on to her clit, I hook my fingers inside of her, making sure it gets her G-spot. I quickly unzip my jeans and push them down. Teddy's cunt flutters around my fingers as she goes off for me, crying out in pleasure.
I shift up her body, replacing my mouth on her clit with my thumb to keep milking the orgasm from her. I pull my fingers out and press the head of my cock into her. Not wanting to draw this out, I sink inside of her in one fluid thrust, letting my body weight push through the barrier.
Teddy lets out a gasp, and I kiss her. I loathe the pain I have put her through. It cuts me up inside. Other people's pain has never mattered to me before. But with Teddy, everything is different.
I don't lift my mouth from hers until her body starts to relax under me.
"Zolotse," I whisper her name like a prayer.
"I'm good." She answers my silent question. Her eyes flutter open, and she gives me that bright smile she always has in the morning or when coming off an orgasm. "More than good, I was sure it wouldn't fit, but here we are." Teddy wiggles, making me groan. I could have come already, but I fought it off.
Her gasp of pain helped beat back my lust, but it's roaring back fully to life.
"It fits because it was made just for me," I tell her.
"And you were made just for me," she counters. It doesn't matter if it's true or not. I will live the rest of my days just for her.