Monster A Dark Arranged Marriage Romance - Vanessa Waltz Page 0,68

tongue lashed my lips, flooding my thoughts with sin. He rammed me, filling me to the hilt. He bit my ear as his fingers massaged my clit, building my climax to a lightning storm. My orgasm ramped up as he nipped my neck, the pounding of his slick cock the only noise in my head.

His deep grunts softened as he drove his hips forward. He thrust harder, the pain almost blinding, and then he sighed. His back arched and a groan burst from him. Warm jets coated my insides with ecstasy. Tony furiously pumped, the thumb on my clit flicking hard.

A tremor worked through my body. Joy swept me in glowing clouds as I succumbed to the need clenching my thighs. A wave of peace washed over me as Tony lowered himself. He breathed kisses into my throat, panting. I held him, in awe of the sensations running through me.

Physically, I felt amazing. Sore as hell but satisfied.

Immensely satisfying. I liked the sticky, hot feeling, the primal nature of it, and that I had no desire to separate from him. Especially when he rained sweet kisses on my cheek and temple. His tenderness invaded my soul, healing broken patches, awakening dormant needs.

Tony’s beautiful features flickered with apprehension. He pulled away and glanced at the mess between our legs. His raw gaze clashed with mine.

“Tony, I’m fine.” I rubbed his bicep. “Don’t be sorry for this. I’m not.”

“Evie, I am so sorry. If I weren’t such a bastard—”

“You made up for it by saving my ass.”

“You didn’t need saving until I made you run.”

“Couples fight. I never expected this would happen. And if you weren’t in my life…I’d be raped or dead.” I cupped his face, smoothing the frown creasing his forehead. “Thanks for being there for me. And for not giving up.”

“Never, Evie.”

He balled me in his arms and dragged me into his chest, and I nestled in his warmth. He kissed the top of my head and whispered into my hair.

“Evie, I’m grateful you’re okay.”

My heart clenched. “You need four more.”

“That’s the only one I care about right now.”

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Evie’s hot mouth lulled me out of an exhausted sleep. Warmth wrapped my cock as she sucked me into hardness, her tongue gliding up and down my shaft. My balls tightened with the need for release as I lay back, sinking into bliss.

Quite the wake-up call.

I glanced at the clock. Three a.m. “I’m surprised you’re awake. Maybe I shouldn’t have taken it so easy on you.”

I hadn’t been remotely gentle.

Still, she’d enjoyed it, and she was at it again. She stared at me, the challenge in her eye stroking my cock as much as her blowjob. Her tongue swirled. Liquid heat lashed the underside, and I bit my lip to kill the sigh.

This woman was fearless. Was that given to her by her ruthless father, or did she learn it growing up in that hell hole?

Evie’s mouth made a wet pop as she lifted her head. Eyes blazing, she climbed onto my lap. She grabbed my face and kissed me. Long and hard. Passionate. The sort of kiss that pulled at the center of me.

My mouth moved down her cheek, to her jawline, to the breasts crushing my chest. I nipped her skin until I brushed her nipple. I circled it with my tongue before closing on her, sucking.

She shuddered, fisting my hair.

“Please, Tony.”

Yes.

I was addicted to that sound. Her sighs. Her full tits budded with pink as I gave the other nipple the same attention. I licked across her collarbone, teasing the marks I’d made last night up her graceful neck, and smothered her pleas.

My body was on autopilot as I settled between her legs. I pushed inside her.

Too perfect.

The warmth gripping my shaft chased away all doubt. She was too fucking good wrapped around me. Nothing that felt this amazing could be bad. None of this was wrong, even if I was wrong for her. When she gasped like that, as though surprised that we fit together, it resonated in my soul—made me hopeful.

“Tell me how you want it, Evie. I was too selfish with you last night.”

“Make love to me.”

I slowed down, our lips never parting as I fucked her. She rewarded me with hitched breaths that throbbed ecstasy through me. I made love to her until her breathing quickened, and she begged me with her dark eyes.

“Harder. Faster.”

I made one quick jerk that ripped a groan from her throat. She raked the scars on my