portion of Daric’s unrelenting possessiveness, and it was consuming her whole. She needed him inside her, claiming her, pounding into her with unbridled strength and brutal ownership.
He was on her immediately, scooping her up and dropping her onto the bed with a savage grunt. “Need to make you come. Make you fucking beg for it.”
Oh God, yes.
She was more than ready to beg, and he hadn’t even touched her. Her body burning hot, she undulated her hips. “Please.”
Kneeling between her thighs, Daric towered above her, emanating a raw strength and power that should have been terrifying to behold. But it wasn’t like that. Daric’s intensity was smoking hot, and Hannah trembled with eager anticipation as her hands flew above her head, held fast by invisible bonds.
“You will come for me now,” he grunted, his sculpted chest heaving.
Shit. I’ll probably explode the moment he touches me .
Hannah’s body was primed and ready, begging for his masterful touch. She moaned as he cupped her breasts roughly, running his thumbs around her sensitive nipples, bringing them to hardened peaks. He pinched them lightly, sending a jolt of electricity straight to the apex of her thighs. Her back arched, her arms pulling against her bonds as his hot mouth took the place of his fingers, biting gently and licking first one breast and then the other. “Please, Daric. Please,” she cried out, her entire body ready to ignite.
“You will tell me what you need.” Daric’s voice was hoarse as his mouth moved lower, his tongue bathing her with heat as it moved down her body, claiming it.
“You. Inside me. Now,” she whimpered, needing his huge, hungry cock inside her, fusing them together, filling the yearning that was ready to consume her.
“No. You will come for me,” he demanded gutturally against the hot skin of her lower abdomen, as his scorching tongue glided farther south over her bare mound.
Oh, God. Hannah wasn’t sure she could live through the torment of Daric mastering her body. She lifted her hips with a strangled, tortured mewl, a sound of complete surrender and desperation as his tongue finally trailed over her wet folds.
“Yes. Yes, please. Now,” she pleaded, his tongue meandering over the sensitive, pink flesh, laving her from bottom to top again and again, teasing her sensitive clit with each pass.
He pushed her legs up and open wide, leaving her completely vulnerable to him, entirely at his mercy. “Mine. So wet and ready for me,” he growled against her pussy as his mouth claimed her completely.
Daric feasted on Hannah with a wild abandon that nearly made her lose her mind. He was like a man possessed, his focus entirely on making her climax. Her body thrashed within the confines of his bindings, the feel of his mouth on her naked clit more sensation than she could handle, the tiny bundle of nerves throbbing with every touch of his tongue.
“Daric. I can’t stand it. I can’t,” she panted wildly as she closed her eyes, hearing every beat of her stuttering heart in her ears.
“Come for me.” The deep, reverberating sound vibrated through her core.
She flew apart with an agonized cry. “Daric.”
Molten heat flooded her body as her sheath contracted and released, quaking with the force of her climax.
Panting, her body drenched in sweat, Hannah opened her eyes and watched as Daric crawled up her body with the grace of a large cat stalking its prey.
Her pulse fluttered erratically as she looked at his face when it came level with hers, his eyes as wild as her heartbeat. His need slammed into her body and mind, a jumbled mess of emotions all tied to his urgency to mate.
“Mate with me, Daric. I need you,” she whispered in a breathless voice, her eyes pleading with him. He needed to join them, for his sake and for hers.
Pulses of energy emanated from his massive, sculpted body that was blanketing hers, and his eyes were nearly black with desire. She sighed with relief as her hands
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