The Girl He Marked

Chapter 50

His large, rough hands softly run down my sides, his thumbs grazing my nipples. He opens my legs

and grips my thighs, squeezing them tightly as he presses his erection right where I want him to. I drag

my nails down his chest, enjoying the shiver it elicits from him. My hands stop at his boxers and eagerly

pull them down.

He removes them for me, his lips never leaving mine whilst he gently runs a finger down my stomach

and to my pussy. He runs his finger up and down, driving me wild and coating himself in my juices. I

gasp in shock and pleasure as he pushes his finger inside me. He instantly adds another when he pulls

out.

In the dark, I fumble blindly down his body until I find his cock. I almost moan in anticipation as I feel

how hard it is. I squeeze it tightly, shivering as it remains solid and relentless in my hands, twitching at

me in response. I run my hand up and down a few times. It's been a long time since I've been with a

man, and never have I been with this much of a man.

'Stop,' he hisses, pulling himself out of reach from me. He removes his fingers from inside me and

before I can complain at the loss, he begins rubbing his blunt tip along my slit.

I swallow hard, my body practically shaking with excitement as he slowly enters me. I close my eyes

and gasp in pleasure as he stretches me. The pain is addictive and I begin clenching around him as he

pulls out and slams back in.

I grip onto his shoulders as he slams repeatedly into me, hitting the top of my cervix each time. Endless

moans fall from my mouth and my stars blur my vision. He groans and rests his forehead on mine, one

of his hands reaches over to squeeze my nipple.

My eyes fall shut and my breaths become shallow as he continues his wonderful assault on my body.

Whilst one hand holds his weight, the other slides down my body to rub my clit. Intense pleasure

begins to build in my stomach.

'Come for me,' he whispers huskily in my ear, and it's all the encouragement I need to reach my peak

and fall apart in his arms with a breathy scream.

He holds me tightly, rolling us over so that I'm straddling him. I try to gather myself and ride him, but he

grips my hips and lifts me up on his cock, doing the work for me. I place my hands on his pecs for

support and take over, lifting myself off and then sliding myself back onto him. I throw my head back, so

my hair tickles his thighs as I ride him. I feel a thin layer of moisture appear on my body at the exertion

of riding him hard.

His hands tighten on my thighs, and he groans quietly. Sensing he might not last much longer, I clench

tighter and pick up the pace.

'Fuck, Lucia,' he grunts, and I smile in satisfaction as he thrusts into me. But he surprises me by sitting

up and wrapping his arms around me. He buries one of his hands in my hair and pulls my head to one

side, I feel his lips on my neck and I tense up. He senses my hesitation and resumes kissing my neck.

'Tell me if you don't want me to,' he says as I continue lifting up and down on him.

'I want you too,' I reply shyly, grateful that he can't see much in the dim light.

Without giving me any time to prepare myself, his teeth sink into my neck. White hot pleasure travels

straight to my core. I fall off the precipice and headfirst into the most intense orgasm I've ever had. I

lose my vision completely as my eyes black out, my mouth falls open and I scream loudly. My limbs

turn to jelly.

Jared groans and thrusts a final few times, emptying himself inside me. I sigh and lean forwards,

resting on his warm chest. His arms automatically encircle me, making me feel safe.

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'You nervous' I ask as Jared pulls up in front of my house. I glance anxiously at the building and then at

my gorgeous mate, who looks utterly fuckable in his tight—fitting t—shirt.

'Pfft, not even a little,' he smirks. He gets out of the car, coming round to get my door. I roll my eyes,

knowing that deep down he is a bit nervous.

'Just don't go flashing it about,' Jared says jokingly, but he moves my hair over my mark.

I sigh and shake my head; we don't even make it halfway up the drive before the front door flies open

and my brothers step out. I swallow hard as they both cross their arms across their chests, their faces

like thunder.

'I leave you alone with him one night, and you come back marked and mated,' Eli seethes through his

teeth, I open my mouth to defend myself but Tyler steps forward.

'You have some nerve marking our sister,' he glares at Jared, and I hurriedly step in front of him.

'Guys come on, you know this isn't my fault,' Jared replies, putting his hands up in defense.

'Oh for God's sake, get over it,' I snap, and both my brothers glare at me.

Lord save us.

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