Series: Like Us Series by Krista Ritchie
Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 174544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 873(@200wpm)___ 698(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 174544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 873(@200wpm)___ 698(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
“Fuckfuck,” she moans and tries to rock back but gives up, drowning in the ascent I’m bringing her on. “Donnelly.” It’s a high-pitched, I’m-on-the-verge-of-coming Donnelly.
So I pull out, then enter even slower to prolong her climax.
She shudders.
I whisper in the pit of her ear, telling her how deep I’m taking her. “You know how tight you are?” I murmur, feeling her pussy pulsate around me. “I’m not stopping.” The intensity tries to send me over, but we’re both not coming yet. I pump harder into Luna, and I watch her eyes flutter.
Being inside her pussy nearly disorients me: the warmth, the tightness, the way her thighs quake around me. I breathe in her heady, floral scent, and the friction of my hypnotic pace is mind-numbing. I narrate what I’m doing to her, but the words are merged with my grunts and her sharp cries.
“It’s too…” She moans.
“Too much?” I pant, thrusting into her, and by now, she’s less on the sink counter. I have her ass in my hands, hoisting her against me and controlling the movement. “I’m not slowing. You have to take my cock this hard, this deep to survive.”
Another tremor ripples through her body. “Fuck.” Her fuck is so cute, and I lean over and kiss her lips that part with another hitched breath. “Donnelly. I’m…”
I slow into a longer stroke inside her warmth, and when I pull further back, I see blood on my shaft.
Shit.
Fuck.
Immediately, I stop and go rigid, my pulse spiking. I rest her ass back on the counter. Cupping her cheek, I ask, “Are you hurting?” I wasn’t that rough, but I’m not gentle either, and blood could mean one of two things.
“Huh?” She’s in a sex haze.
I murmur, “You’re bleeding, Luna.” I start to pull all the way out, but she catches my wrist.
“Wait, I…” She looks down, flush ascending her neck. “I think I must’ve just started a period.”
“It doesn’t hurt?” I ask again to be sure.
“Uh-uh.” She shies away from my gaze.
I try to catch her eyes. Is she lying? Or is she embarrassed? I can’t see why this would embarrass her. Maybe it’s because she’s only twenty? I dunno.
I haven’t been with anyone as young as Luna, except when I was that young. So it’s been a while, but when I was a teenager, fumbling through new moments in sex could be more awkward. Though, of what she’s told me, she’s more confident about sex than she is relationships, so I could be way off.
“You tell me if it hurts at all,” I say.
Her gaze snaps to me in surprise. “You…don’t want to stop?”
“Nah,” I begin to smile. “I’m just getting started.”
Her smile reignites and feeds my soul.
I’m realizing now that she thought I’d want to end it here, just because she’s on a period. “You’ll tell me if you’re in pain?” I ask again since she never answered.
She nods vigorously. “I will.” She hasn’t let go of my wrist, and I kiss her, drawing her body against my chest. She sinks back into our embrace, and I ease deeper inside her.
Fuck. She’s still so swollen around me. Breath jettisons from my lips, and I hold her cheek while I thrust. I speak against her ear for a solid minute or two, and I feel her contract. “You’re not dying anymore, Luna,” I promise, my voice hoarse with need. “You’re gonna survive with me.”
Her eyes stay fixed to mine, more than just pleasure pooled in them. She manages to breathe out, “I really….really love you.”
It plunges into my core. Steals oxygen. I kiss her and whisper, “I love you more.” I feel so connected to this girl. It’s unreal.
Her lips break open into another cry.
My heart clenches with an angst and passion and love for Luna, and I build us back towards a peak with strong, deep pumps.
I press my forehead to hers again, consumed with her scent—the animalistic instinct to take her is wrapped forcefully around me. “I’m fucking you because you’re mine,” I rasp into a grunt. “I’m fucking you because I’m the only one who’ll keep you alive, and no one else will ever fuck you like this again.”
Luna Hale belongs to me.
I’ve never wanted to claim her as badly as I do now. Because she’s in threat to be someone else’s. Because I’m facing a fear where I could lose her to time.
“Even…when I’m bleeding?” she pants, her body torched with heat.
“Especially when you’re bleeding,” I murmur against her ear. Being inside her while she’s on a period is sending her over—which is sending me to a new plane of existence. Can’t lie, it’s hot as hell.
A moan is trapped in her throat. “Donnelly. I’m gonna…” Her limbs shake, and she pulses around my length.
I groan and tuck her against my chest, pounding her harder, faster, and her entire body bucks into me. Her eyes roll, and seeing her lose herself to the climax does me in. I release inside Luna, my cock twitching as I unload in her pulsating heat.