came loose and she was able to bring her palm to his tortured face, shivering as her hand met the rough stubble of his whiskers and fiery hot skin.
Daric shifted, bringing himself to his knees, every muscle in his body rippling with tension, catching her hand as he moved and placed it at her side. His fingers slid up her arm sensually, leaving a trail of fire as he moved to her upper arm, tracing his mark. “Mine,” he said possessively, his voice guttural and primitive.
“Yes,” she agreed, her core clenching with need at his caveman tone.
His brows drew together in a pensive, possessive stare as his fingers moved over and over the marking, as though his touch could brand her deeper. Hannah wanted to tell him that he already had her, heart and soul, so deeply that she could never get free.
“You will never be free. You’ll belong to me,” he said aloud, answering her thoughts as he moved his forearm to match their marks.
Before Hannah could form a reply, heat started to unfurl within her, a fire that scorched her from the inside out, making her release a primal groan. She flexed her hips, her groin grinding wildly against his rock hard cock.
Daric uttered the mating pledge in his native language while her body pulsed in response. Her mind might not understand the lyrical words, but her body responded with total comprehension. Head thrashing, she wrapped her legs around Daric’s waist as soon as the words were spoken. “Please. I need you inside me. Now.” Before I die of yearning.
Her breath hitched as she felt the head of his cock against her moist heat, ready to join them.
Yes. Yes. Yes. Now.
Suddenly, Daric was buried to his balls in one powerful thrust, a forceful stroke that made Hannah gasp, her walls stretching to accept his length and girth, the joining causing so much ecstasy that she could barely breathe. Mindless, she urged him to move, digging her heels into his taut ass. Ignoring her silent plea for faster movement, Daric pulled almost entirely out of her, groaning as he buried himself slowly and deeply again, letting her tight channel close around his huge member.
“Tight, hot and wet for me,” he said forcefully, repeating the action again.
“Oh, God. Please fuck me, Daric.” All Hannah wanted was the rough pounding of that mammoth cock inside her.
His hand fisted into her hair at the back of her head, holding her still while his mouth claimed hers, his cock still buried deeply inside her. His tongue pillaged, owning her with urgent sweeps; fast, volatile movements that she desperately needed him to be making with his cock. She whimpered into his mouth, nearly sobbing with the desire for him to move within her, take her with the forceful strokes that he was applying to her mouth with his tongue.
Please, please. I need you.
Daric yanked his mouth from hers. “Fuck!” The curse left his mouth as though he were in pain. “Want you to burn for me like I burn for you. But I can’t take it anymore.”
He pinned her hands over her head and thrust into her hard and fast, just the way Hannah wanted it. “Yes,” she moaned with relief, the friction exquisite. “I already burn, Daric.” So hot I can’t take anymore .
“Need you to feel the way I do. Need me the way I need you,” he snarled as his hips flexed, pounding into her with a force that took her breath away.
“I do.” They were the only words Hannah could choke out as her hips rose to meet the forceful thrusts of his cock, their carnal mating the only thing that would satisfy her lust, her desire for her mate’s big, powerful body to take her over the edge.
Her back arched as what felt like a thousand jolts of electricity battered her body, centering in her core as Daric moved deeper, faster, furiously. Releasing her hands, he grasped her hips, pummeling into her, owning her.
Sensing his urge to taste her, Hannah turned her head, baring the vulnerable curve of her neck. His fangs sunk into her flesh with a carnality
Daric shifted, bringing himself to his knees, every muscle in his body rippling with tension, catching her hand as he moved and placed it at her side. His fingers slid up her arm sensually, leaving a trail of fire as he moved to her upper arm, tracing his mark. “Mine,” he said possessively, his voice guttural and primitive.
“Yes,” she agreed, her core clenching with need at his caveman tone.
His brows drew together in a pensive, possessive stare as his fingers moved over and over the marking, as though his touch could brand her deeper. Hannah wanted to tell him that he already had her, heart and soul, so deeply that she could never get free.
“You will never be free. You’ll belong to me,” he said aloud, answering her thoughts as he moved his forearm to match their marks.
Before Hannah could form a reply, heat started to unfurl within her, a fire that scorched her from the inside out, making her release a primal groan. She flexed her hips, her groin grinding wildly against his rock hard cock.
Daric uttered the mating pledge in his native language while her body pulsed in response. Her mind might not understand the lyrical words, but her body responded with total comprehension. Head thrashing, she wrapped her legs around Daric’s waist as soon as the words were spoken. “Please. I need you inside me. Now.” Before I die of yearning.
Her breath hitched as she felt the head of his cock against her moist heat, ready to join them.
Yes. Yes. Yes. Now.
Suddenly, Daric was buried to his balls in one powerful thrust, a forceful stroke that made Hannah gasp, her walls stretching to accept his length and girth, the joining causing so much ecstasy that she could barely breathe. Mindless, she urged him to move, digging her heels into his taut ass. Ignoring her silent plea for faster movement, Daric pulled almost entirely out of her, groaning as he buried himself slowly and deeply again, letting her tight channel close around his huge member.
“Tight, hot and wet for me,” he said forcefully, repeating the action again.
“Oh, God. Please fuck me, Daric.” All Hannah wanted was the rough pounding of that mammoth cock inside her.
His hand fisted into her hair at the back of her head, holding her still while his mouth claimed hers, his cock still buried deeply inside her. His tongue pillaged, owning her with urgent sweeps; fast, volatile movements that she desperately needed him to be making with his cock. She whimpered into his mouth, nearly sobbing with the desire for him to move within her, take her with the forceful strokes that he was applying to her mouth with his tongue.
Please, please. I need you.
Daric yanked his mouth from hers. “Fuck!” The curse left his mouth as though he were in pain. “Want you to burn for me like I burn for you. But I can’t take it anymore.”
He pinned her hands over her head and thrust into her hard and fast, just the way Hannah wanted it. “Yes,” she moaned with relief, the friction exquisite. “I already burn, Daric.” So hot I can’t take anymore .
“Need you to feel the way I do. Need me the way I need you,” he snarled as his hips flexed, pounding into her with a force that took her breath away.
“I do.” They were the only words Hannah could choke out as her hips rose to meet the forceful thrusts of his cock, their carnal mating the only thing that would satisfy her lust, her desire for her mate’s big, powerful body to take her over the edge.
Her back arched as what felt like a thousand jolts of electricity battered her body, centering in her core as Daric moved deeper, faster, furiously. Releasing her hands, he grasped her hips, pummeling into her, owning her.
Sensing his urge to taste her, Hannah turned her head, baring the vulnerable curve of her neck. His fangs sunk into her flesh with a carnality
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