Slaying The Dragon - T.K. Leigh Page 0,93

His voice was heavy with amusement.

I shook my head. “No. Harder, Tyler,” I begged, writhing against the sheets.

“What was that?”

“You heard me,” I shot back in a firm voice. “Stop teasing me. I want your teeth on me, on my nipples.”

Groaning, he flipped me onto my back and, in a flash, his mouth was clenching onto my nipple, which had become even more sensitive since I became pregnant. I could only explain the sensation streaming through me as a bolt of lightning, an electric current running through my veins. The combination of biting and sucking overwhelmed me and I arched my back, needing more, but not knowing how much more I could take.

He pulled back and his eyes met mine, a wild and untamed look about them. The room was eerily silent, the only sound that of my racing heart and uneven breathing.

“More,” I murmured.

“What?” he asked coyly.

“Tyler…” I ran my hand up and down his arm softly at first before wrapping my fingers around his nape, tugging him down toward me. “I said I want more. Don’t hold back. Give me all of you. Every side of you. I want them all right now.”

“Mackenzie, I…” He tore his eyes from mine, his gaze settling on my stomach.

“Tyler,” I continued, cupping his face in my hands. “I’m not going to break. Just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean you have to be gentle with me.” Running my fingers through his dark, messy hair, I craned my neck and nibbled on his earlobe. “Sometimes I want it rough. And Tyler?”

He pulled back, staring at me with his mouth slightly agape.

“Right now, I want it rough.”

A small smile spread across my lips when I felt him harden between my legs. He swallowed hard before prying himself from the trap my legs had ensnared him in.

“Flip over,” he ordered, his harsh tone making me almost breathless. “Get on your hands and knees.”

Without a moment’s hesitation, I followed his demand, adjusting my body into the position he requested. His hand traveled across my shoulder blades, his touch light. I shivered, ready to fall apart from the anticipation.

“You said you wanted it rough?”

“Yes, Tyler.”

Before I could wrap my head around what was happening, he was behind me, slamming into me. I screamed out as he groaned, his tempo relentless.

“Is this what you want?” he ground out through his labored breaths.

My legs were already jelly. I leaned my head on the pillow, attempting to steady myself when it felt as if the world was spinning in the most amazing, mind-blowing way.

“Harder,” I bellowed, meeting his pace thrust for thrust. A hard slap resonated against my ass and I screamed out in unyielding pleasure, confident I was going to come from the sharp contact alone.

“Again,” I begged. The combination of intense euphoria from him inside me and that roughness in which he loved me lit me on fire. I needed more, so much more. I needed all of him in ways I never thought possible, my world spinning as I tried to make sense of what was going through my head. I wanted to cry, scream, laugh, yell.

Grunting, Tyler reeled back and landed another blow on my other cheek. I continued to meet his rhythm, my pace only increasing with each punishing slap of his hand. I couldn’t remember ever being so turned on, so ready to fall over the edge with another person. I never let anyone see this side of me before. I never knew I had this side to me before. And that was what love should be. Love was finding that one person who made you laugh, cry, smile, hope, crave, want, lust, and grow. I had that with Tyler and I refused to let it go. I knew I would do everything to keep this man at my side… My beautiful, caring, selfless mystery man.

Sweat prickled my brow as I was lost in the sensation of Tyler’s body giving me exactly what I wanted and needed. Gasping, I fought for air, knowing I was about to unravel. Tyler sensed it, as well, and found my nipple, squeezing it between his fingers, delicately nibbling on my shoulder blade.

“I love you, Serafina,” he whispered in his raspy morning voice, his declaration setting me off.

My screams echoed through the bedroom and I didn’t know how even the thickest of soundproofing could muffle them. Waves of intense pleasure continued to roll through me, my body clenching as Tyler moaned through his own release.

Wrapping his arm around me

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