HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 83

Meadow’s POV:

Alaric’s lips twitched. “Fucking love it when you call me that.” And then he claimed my mouth with his in a deep kiss, swallowing my whimper as he lined the blunt head of his cock against my entrance.

My heart was palpitating. I was scared, I was needy, I was nervous. He pushed inside my hole and the stretch burned almost instantly as my walls resisted his length.

“Oh god-“I gasped, my nails digging into his palm as my eyes watered.

This was nothing the toy he used on me. The toy didn’t even come close to how velvety and thick my husband’s cock felt.

“Shhh,” he hushed, brushing his lips over my cheek, my jaw, and then up to my forehead. “Breathe for me, baby,” he whispered into my ear. “Just relax, and let me in. I’ll take care of you. I promise.”

The pressure lessened for a moment as he pulled out of me, and then he pushed in again, slowly this time.

“Open your eyes and look at me,” he rasped. My vision blurred as I did what he asked. Alaric’s eyes dropped to my mouth. “My beautiful doe.”

My stomach swirled with emotions I didn’t know I was capable of feeling. I had no choice but to open up to him, taking deep breaths–well, shallow. Because I was finding it really hard to breathe. And then I nodded. Giving him the go ahead. “I’m ready, daddy,” I breathed.

“Fuck me, Meadow,” he groaned as he filled me up inch by inch with his thick length. I cried out, trying my best to adjust to the overwhelming fullness.

“Alaric-”

His mouth found mine again, cutting my whimper short. “That’s it, baby. That’s it. You’re doing so good.”

My body trembled. “Your pussy takes my cock so fucking well.”

It only took a few seconds until the pain was gone, replaced with a pleasure that had my toes curling when he hadn’t even started moving yet.

Alaric was inside me,

Alaric.

Was.

Inside.

Me.

He withdrew again, and this time, there was no warning before he slammed into me. Hard. “Alaric!” I cried, feeling tears roll down the side of my face. “Fuck…”

He stole my breath, causing my eyes to roll back into my head.

“You okay, baby?” he asked against my neck.

My nails dug into his arm as he thrust deeper into me until he was filling me to the hilt. “Yeah,” I whimpered. “Yeah, yeah, I’m okay. God, I want you so much.”

A chuckle reverberated in his chest. “But you already have me, love. You already passed step one. Now, step two…” Alaric withdrew swiftly and thrust hard into me again. I bit down on my lip, shaking beneath him. He pulled on my bottom lip with his teeth. “You don’t hold back on your sounds, Meadow. Ever.”

He slammed into me again and a loud moan escaped my throat. “I want to know everything you’re feeling.”

Thrust.

“I want to hear every single fucking thing you’re feeling. Your moans…”

Thrust.

“Your whimpers…” Thrust.

“Your fucking cries, they all belong to me. And you will never, on any account, hold them back from me.”

Alaric fucked me like he owned me–which, to be honest, he did. I arched into him, unable to keep my eyes open as he fucked me into the mattress, slow and long strokes, fast and shallow strokes. His thickness stretched my walls, his piercings dragging over a spot inside of me that made my vision blur.

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