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“This morning,” he continues, his mouth at my jaw sprinkling love bites down the column of my neck before he reaches my ear and whispers, “I'm burying my cock so deep inside your pussy that I'll leave an imprint.”
My entire body shudders with anticipation. I can feel my juices sliding down the inside of my thighs as Creek traces a path down the column of my spine until he reaches my lower back and then his heat is gone. But he's still there.
On his knees, he takes my hips in his big hands and aligns himself with my pussy. The long strands of his wild hair are falling over his face, his jaw tight with the effort to pace himself.
“Please,” I beg him over my shoulder.
His gaze flickers to mine, a finger sliding through my overwhelming wetness and then his hips rear back and his cock slams into me with a force of the gods.
My breath is caught in my throat as we both freeze, taking in the feel of each other, and how fucking good it feels.
When we both regain our normal, somewhat labored breaths, Creek begins to fuck me in earnest.
One hand on my hip, the other on my shoulder so he can control how fast and how deep he thrusts inside my pussy.
“Home. Your pussy is my forever home,” Creek's words are broken with the effort of keeping quiet and the need to brand himself inside me.
His hand leaves my shoulder to glide down my back and over my hip before he leans in and places his thumb over my clit ever so lightly. His thrusts are hard, his front slapping into my back. Our sweat mingling, our juices becoming their own, unique concoction.
When his thumb begins making small, circles over my clit, a scream threatens to escape my mouth, but Creek places his other hand over my mouth, pulling me up against his body so we're both kneeling on the bed.
“Shh, beautiful. This is just for us.”
I nod, my eyes closed as I chase my orgasm with every thrust of his cock. Creeks slows his movements, a way to tease me, to drive me to the brink of my sanity.
“Please, Creek,” I whisper, starved for more.
“I’ve got you, Remy. I know what you need;”
The minutes that follow remind me of the sexual prowess of my men. Of Creek. His cock is relentless. His finger applying the perfect amount of pressure every time he bottoms out at my core.
I'm breathless, my knees are weak as I reach over my head to hook my arm around his neck for better leverage. With one hand cupping a breast and the other making my clit sing, Creek brings his mouth to my ear.
“I will fuck this pussy every day, for the rest of my life.”
And I know he'll keep that promise as much as he can, it doesn't surprise me that he says it but the intensity with which he speaks generates an orgasm I wasn't yet expecting.
“Oh god, I'm going to…” I don't finish that thought because he squeezes my nipple and pinches my clit setting off an eruption of pleasure that starts deep in my core and flies off to every extremity.
With his face buried in my neck, I can feel him climax Inside me, our juices mingling as they escape down my thighs.
For a couple of minutes, we just sit there, our breathing the only sound in the room, and wait for the dopamine to clear our sex-fogged heads.
“I love you, Remy.”
“I love you, Creek.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Remy
Breakfast, is well, it’s different to how I expected. It’s not tense at all.
The guys are all kicking back and making jokes like yesterday never happened, like Roman and Bryce didn’t beat the crap out of each other last night. Morgan is still quiet, reserved, but she seems okay. I mean, I’ve been quiet too, readying myself for one of her guys to flip a switch and turn on me again.
We’re just finishing eating when a young girl, who looks no more than eight or nine appears in the room, sudden enough to startle everyone at the table. My guys go on alert, despite Caleb and the others relaxing once they see who it is. Her dark curly hair and bright amber eyes make her seem even younger than she appears.
“Morning,” she says brightly, waving at Morgan and the guys. “There’s a visitor insisting on seeing you,” the young girl says confidently, looking between Morgan and Caleb.