Desire's Release (Damning Desires) by Bliss Silentstar Page A

Her nails dug into his shoulder and she bit into her lower lip.
                  “Is it in yet?” Rheya asked when he stilled.
                  “Just giving you time to adjust,” he said, “You still have several inches to go.”
                  “I… I don’t think I can do this.”
                  “Too late to turn back now. I’m fucking you one way or the other tonight.”
                  He reached between them, back to the nub and soon had her writing beneath him once more. He strained against her, forcing a little more inside. It hurt, but at least his fingers soothed away most of the pain.
                  “This is going to hurt,” he said right before he thrust all the way inside her.
                  Rheya screamed as he ripped something inside her. Moisture coated her hand at the memory.
                  Ryder remained still for a long time, allowing her body to grow accustomed to his titanic girth.
                  He pulled out slowly and worked his way back in while she whimpered beneath him. In an uncharacteristic show of kindness, he brushed the hair away from her forehead.
                  “Give it time.” He shuddered as he thrust back inside her. “You’re so fucking tight, Rheya . Never been with anyone so tight before. Feels so good.”
                  Warmth began to spread from her nether regions into her stomach. She stopped whimpering and gasped instead, feeling the first stirring of pleasure as he entered her.
                  Ryder seemed to sense this and increased his pace, grunts escaping his mouth. Rheya fingered herself faster, recalling the moment she’d wrapped her legs around his hips and felt him slide deeper.
                  She rose to meet his thrusts, back arching so he could feast on her breasts again. They had been bruised for weeks after that night, but she didn’t care.
                  Her inner muscles contracted, signaling her climax was near and Rheya slowed her pace so she could remember more of that night.
                  His muscled body plunged into hers hard enough to drive her across the cold stone floor. He fisted a hand in her bright red hair to keep her still.
                  “Going to fuck you so hard,” he growled as he bit her throat. “Until you beg me to stop. You’re mine, Rheya .”
                  Those words brought her to the edge faster than she would have liked. Rheya gasped as her muscles spasmed around her finger.
                  You’re mine.
                  She continued toying with herself until the last spasm died away.
                  Rheya sighed as she pulled her hand away and rolled over, tugging the covers higher. The release had certainly eased her tension, but sleep still wouldn’t come.
                  It wasn’t the same without him. Circumstances had only given the two one night together before he had to leave. That was three years ago and she still craved the feel of his large hands on her body, the way he stretched her almost to the point of pain.
                  Rheya closed her eyes, wondering if she’d ever feel so full again.
     
                  She sat behind the bar of the empty tavern, idly playing with strands of her red hair. If business continued like this, she’d find herself out on the street,
                  As if the gods had heard her, the door opened. Rheya sat up suddenly, her heart in her throat, fervently hoping it might be Ruder. He said he’d come back when he could.
                  But it wasn’t. The brown-haired man that entered was considerably smaller than her gigantic lover. He crossed the room in long strides, lips pulled into a lopsided grin. Rheya answered with a