Delilah Devlin - My Immortal Knight 04 Read Online Free Page B

Her eyes were
huge in her face, her mouth already swollen from his earlier kisses. His belly
and thighs tensed. “Be sure,” he said, fighting his body for control. “I’m so
far gone, I can’t be gentle.”
    Her lips opened around a gasp. “I don’t want gentle. I want you inside
me now.”
    Straightening, he pulled his T-shirt over his head. Then his hands went
straight for his jeans and he opened them, closing his eyes with relief when
his cock fell free from its denim tourniquet.
    Her breath caught. When he opened his eyes, he found her glassy stare
glued to his dick. Her teeth bit her lower lip, and she moaned.
    He closed his fist around his cock. “Baby, I’m gonna fuck you like an
animal,” he said, his voice growling his promise.
    Then he reached for her hips, shoving her skirt up to her waist to
expose the nest of black hair that beckoned him like a siren. It glistened with
her arousal. The spicy scent of her made his dick pulse.
    With shaking hands, he stripped the skirt and her halter-top from her
body.
    Pia eagerly parted her legs and reached out with her arms. Her pale
skin was luminous in the lamplight. Her nipples were dark, dimpled circles that
made his mouth water. Every pale hill and shadowed valley of her body was on
display—his for the taking. She appeared tiny beneath his large hands,
everything about her as feminine, fragrant, and soft as a man could want. She
made him ravenous as an animal to possess her.
    Unable to wait a moment longer, Max fell between her thighs, his cock
prodding her warm, wet slit. When he was sure of his aim, he tilted his hips
and rammed inside her, crowding past the tight, soft tissues of her vagina. Without
giving her time to adjust to his size, he claimed her with a single thrust.
    Her muffled scream halted him.
    His chest heaved and his body trembled, but he held himself still above
her. “Christ, I’m sorry. Baby, I can’t stop now,” he said, desperation making
his voice thick.
    Pia’s breath panted. “Fuck me, Max. Fuck me hard,” she whispered.
    With another growl, he came down on top of her, pushing and grinding
into her wet cunt until she sheathed his length. He couldn’t stop to savor the
feel of her body closing around him when his own clamored for him to move. His
buttocks tensed, pulling away, and then he flexed forward, cramming his cock
back inside. He pumped into her, the rhythm hard and jerky. The force of his
strokes drove her body up the bed.
    Her voice rose on a moan, and she reached above her head to brace her
arms against the headboard. Her legs settled around his hips, and her face grew
taut. “Fuck me, fuck me,” she chanted.
    Max grunted as he pounded at her cunt, hammering hard, twisting to drive
to one side then the other, needing to stroke the sweet spot inside her,
needing to hear her say the words.
    “Fuck me, fuck me!” Her body grew rigid. “Harder!” Then he felt the
clasp and roll of her inner muscles, drawing him deeper, summoning her climax.
    He gritted his teeth, the muscles in his back and ass expanding with
the strain, clenching as he set his jaw and plunged. His head felt ready to
explode, his cock and balls hardening like steel.
    Still, he jackhammered his hips until her groans turned to guttural
gasps for air.
    Her legs and belly trembled, and her cries grew higher and incoherent.
Her back arched off the bed, and then she screamed, long and loud.
    Max’s body burned like a match to dry kindling. He paused and pulled
her legs from around his waist. Then he pushed them high, using his shoulders
to force them upward so he could reach deeper inside.
    She moaned, and her head thrashed on the mattress, her hands fisting
around the bedding.
    He had to get deeper—so deep he’d feel her heartbeat against his dick.
He pressed her thighs into her chest and coaxed her to clasp her ankles around
his neck.
    “Too much,” she gasped, squeezing her eyes shut. “It’s too much!”
    He turned his head, kissed her ankle,