Patriot (Hades Abyss MC 6) - Harley Wylde Page 0,38

the strands, then I felt pressure against the back of my head and knew what he wanted.

I gave up control to him, something I’d feared doing. His murmured words of encouragement, and the fact I knew it was Patriot, kept me from going to a dark place. He forced more of his cock into my mouth. On his next thrust, he slid to the back of my throat and held still.

“Swallow,” he said. “Swallow for me, Little Bit.”

I did as he’d commanded, and it seemed to snap his control. He gripped my face between his palms and pumped into my mouth with hard, fast strokes. I felt his cock swell against my tongue and then spurt after spurt of his hot cum filled my mouth. I tried to take it all, but I felt some slide from the corners of my mouth.

Patriot pulled free, his chest heaving but his touch gentle. He smoothed his hand over my hair. “So good. Fuck, Little Bit. You’re Goddamn amazing.”

I wiped his cum from my chin and mouth. The soft expression in his eyes made me want to give him more. I liked pleasing him. It hadn’t been scary, like I’d thought it might be.

“I think I owe you a few more orgasms,” he said, standing and holding out his hand. “But let’s move this to the bed.”

My legs felt like rubber when I stood, and he helped me out of the shower. He briskly dried me with a towel before using it on himself, then it tossed it into the hamper. I followed him into the bedroom, where he tugged down the sheets and motioned for me to get on the bed.

He kissed me, slow and deep before drawing away. “Anyone else ever lick your pussy?”

I slowly shook my head. “No. I… I was a virgin when they took me. No one cared if I enjoyed what they did.”

A shadow crossed his eyes a moment but cleared almost instantly. “I’ll do better about bringing up past sexual experiences. Sometimes I forget for a moment how young you were… I’m sorry, Little Bit.”

He toppled me to my back and pushed my thighs apart. Dropping to his knees beside the bed, he tugged my ass closer to the edge of the mattress. The first swipe of his tongue sent a shockwave of pleasure coursing through me. I’d read books where guys did this sort of thing, but experiencing it firsthand was another matter. His tongue was soft, wet, and hot… and wickedly talented. I moaned as he flicked it against my clit.

“Feels so amazing,” I said.

Patriot took his time, bringing me right to the edge multiple times, yet never letting me come. It was both frustrating and exquisite torture. I loved every second of it and wanted more, but I also wanted an orgasm. Now that I’d experienced what it felt like, more than once, I was greedy and wanted lots more.

“Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop, Ronan.”

He sucked at my clit until I saw stars. My toes curled from the intense pleasure, and I forgot to breathe for a moment. The weight of his body settled over me and I hugged his hips with my thighs.

“Is this okay?” he asked, his cock brushing against me.

“More than. You don’t have to ask permission, Ronan. I want you every bit as much as you want me. I’m yours. As long as you don’t cause me pain, I’ll try anything you want. We won’t know what will freak me out if we don’t experiment a little.”

“You’re fucking amazing.”

I felt the hard length of him enter me. He didn’t slam home. No, he took his time. Every stroke was drawn out, and so perfect I nearly cried. The push and pull of his cock kept me on the edge of another orgasm. I dug my nails into his shoulders, never wanting the moment to end. I kept my gaze on his, watching as his eyes darkened.

“Make me come, Ronan, then take what you need.”

I felt the vibration of his growl before I heard it. He did something with his hips, a slight twist on the next thrust that had my pussy clenching tight. It didn’t take long before I was coming again. He drove into me, taking me hard and fast, his hips slapping against me.

“Yes! Yes! More!” I held on tighter as he seemed to lose control. When he came, he let out a roar, sounding more animal than human, his cock driving into me again and again,