Possessive Alien Mate(Savage Martians #2) - Sue Mercury Page 0,24
achy before he’d pushed inside her, that it hadn’t hurt. Not really. Sure, his size had stretched her a bit uncomfortably a few times, but she hadn’t winced in pain or cried out once, as she had worried she might during her first time.
“You’re mine now, Tyra,” he said in a firm, almost angry tone. His eyes blazed down at her and he tightened his hold on her hips. “Say it.” He thrust faster and harder. “I want to hear you say it. Say that you belong to me.”
His command stunned her and for a few seconds, she could only stare up at him in surprise, her mouth gaping as she struggled to obey this particular order. The idea of belonging to him made her feel safe, but having him boldly order her to proclaim his ownership over her made her uneasy, reminding her of his previous bouts of jealousy.
“Say it,” he said through gritted teeth. His huge muscles flexed with his rapid movements and he continued plunging into her, driving into her so hard that the headboard repeatedly banged against the wall.
She opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn’t manage to force the words out, even though deep down she believed belonging to him would keep her safe. At her continued silence, his eyes flashed and he abruptly withdrew from her pussy. Before she realized what he was doing, he had turned her over on her hands and knees.
Fear sliced through her.
What did he mean to do?
She braced herself, unsure of what to expect, but he only grabbed her hips and shoved his cock back into her depths, taking her from behind. Heated waves flowed through her as he slammed into her, again and again. This position allowed for much deeper penetration, and he drove into her so rapidly that his balls slapped heavily against her pussy with each thrust, sometimes impacting directly upon her pulsing clit. It was almost too much, yet she didn’t wish for him to stop.
He released one of her hips and reached for her hair, giving her locks a quick tug, though not missing a beat as he kept surging into her. She couldn’t help but wonder if he was becoming frustrated with her over her silence.
Did anger account for his sudden roughness?
He gave her hair another tug, causing her back to arch, which only forced her to accept his cock even deeper than she imagined possible. She released a throaty moan as perspiration trickled down her temples.
“Say it, Tyra.” His sharp command sent a thrill through her, even as her mind protested that he was behaving like a brute. What did it matter if she admitted aloud that she belonged to him? By the laws of his people, she was already his mate.
He released a growl that was so loud it shook her insides. Despite her worry that he was mad, she was nearly delirious with the increasing pleasure caused by his roughness. Each hard thrust sent shocks of euphoric sensation through her entire body, and she felt as though she were riding the crest of a wave and ready to crash into something, though what this something could be, she wasn’t yet certain.
Rem bent over her and growled into her ear. Goosebumps rose on the back of her neck and she shivered, despite the fact that she was sweltering with the rising need of whatever was happening to her, this unknown destination she was headed toward.
“Say it! By the Gods, say it, Tyra, or you will drive me to madness.”
She was certain the next growl that issued from his throat was loud enough to rattle the walls.
“I-I belong to you!” she finally cried.
In the next moment, a wave crashed over her and the most intense pleasure she’d ever known sent her flying straight up to the stars.
Chapter 12
Rem tensed as his cock jerked within Tyra’s tight depths and the first spurt of his seed erupted into her. There was a certain primal satisfaction in filling her with his seed, and he held her hips firmly in place while he spurted every last drop of his essence into her, marking her as his.
When he finally withdrew from her center, the sight of a small amount of his seed escaping her pink folds to trickle down her inner thighs made his cock harden to readiness in mere moments.
He considered plunging into her again, but he restrained himself from shoving into her depths just yet. Perhaps later, once she’d had time enough to recover.
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