Brooke, Leah - Panthers' Prey [Black Panthers 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) (33 page)

With a cry, she reached for him, tangling her fingers in his hair, and tugged to pull him closer. She couldn’t get enough.

“James. Oh, God. It won’t stop.”

Shocked by the tortured look on his face, she swallowed heavily.

“Take me, James. Now.”

Lifting a hand, he brushed the hair back from her cheek, his hand shaking.

“You know what I want from you, Bailey.”

The telltale sign of his weakness for her did her in as nothing else would have. Lifting her chin in challenge, she smiled, knowing without a doubt that her fate would forever be tied to this incredible man.

Her ass clenched in anticipation, the need to be filled there so foreign, scary and too strong to be ignored.

“Then take it, mate.”

She only got a brief glimpse of his grin and the glint of heat in his eyes before he flipped her to her stomach and used his hard body to press hers into the mattress.

Raising her hands over his, he interlaced her fingers with his and placed several hot kisses over her neck and shoulder.

“With pleasure,
my mate
.”

He slid his hand under the pillow, taking hers with it.

She felt something against her hand, and not knowing what it was, she tried to pull away, but he closed his fingers over it, holding it against her palm. She moaned as he pressed his cock against her, rubbing it through her slit, and used his knees to push hers wide.

He pulled their hands from under the pillow and opened his, showing her the tube he held against her palm.

“Hmm, look what you found.”

She barely had time to read the label before he took it from her and let go of her other hand to loosen the screw cap.

Her eyes went wide, but to her amazement, fresh moisture coated her thighs and her bottom clenched and tingled with renewed awareness.

“Anal lube? James, I’m scared.”

A shudder went though him, and he closed his arms around her, nuzzling her ear.

“I would never,
ever
, hurt you. By the time my cock goes into that tight little hole, you’re going to be ready and begging for it.”

She shivered as he scraped his teeth over her shoulder, her breath catching as she watched him squirt a generous amount of lube onto his fingertips. Her bottom clenched in anticipation and fear, but she couldn’t prevent her traitorous body from pushing against the cock at her slit.

James chuckled and tossed the tube aside, his right hand disappearing from her peripheral vision.

“That’s it, honey. Push back against me. Do you know how good it feels to have that ass against my cock?”

Lost in the raw sexuality of the moment, Bailey pushed up against him again.

“Tell me.”

James chuckled again, a soft, rumbling sound that made her clit throb.

“It’s so lush and full pushing against me, and my cock is aching to get inside that tight little hole and feel you clamp down on it the way you do with my fingers.”

Rolling partially to the side, he placed his hand on the cheeks of her ass and lifted, exposing her bottom hole while his fingers slipped between her legs.

Gasping at the cold against her puckered opening, she tried to close her legs, but he’d obviously anticipated that and blocked her move by pressing his knees against her inner thighs.

“You don’t really want to close me out, do you?”

Trembling now, she groaned at the underlying intent in his teasing tone, fisting her hands under her pillow when he applied pressure and pushed her legs wider, making her bottom hole tingle.

“James, oh, God.”

His lips moved over her shoulder and back.

“That tight little ass is trying to keep me out. I can’t allow that, now, can I?” With a low growl, he pressed insistently against the tight ring of muscle, forcing it to give way.

Bailey sucked in a sharp breath at the cold and deep intimacy as a thick finger slid deep. As before, the incredible vulnerability of having her ass filled both thrilled and scared her, adding a wickedness that she couldn’t resist. She could never get used to the defenselessness and the erotic decadence of being touched there, the confidence and expertise of James’s firmness making it even more exciting.

He stroked her inner walls, spreading the lube all around and crooning in a low purring tone that had her lifting her bottom to give him more.

“You’re doing so good, Bailey. That tight little bottom is trying to suck my finger in. Let me stretch you just a little more. I’ve got to get a little more lube.”

He slid his finger free, only to press it back against her seconds later.

“I’m going to use two fingers now, honey. Yes, I know it’s cold, but that only excites you more, doesn’t it? That ass is trying to keep me out again. But we both know it’s not going to happen, don’t we? Yes, that’s it. Tighter now, isn’t it? Stick that ass up higher for me. Show me you want me to have it. Do it, Bailey. Now.”

Shivering at the steel in his tone, Bailey moaned. Her breath caught in her throat when he came to his knees behind her, slid a hand under her, and lifted her to her knees, using his own to spread hers even wider.

Throwing her head back, she grabbed the headboard, a long pitiful cry escaping when two fingers pressed insistently against her puckered opening and into her. Struggling to adapt to the too-full burning stretch, she trembled in helpless surrender when his relentless push sent them deep inside her.

The inhuman sounds that poured from her were as alarming as they were unfamiliar as the inner walls of her bottom stretched to accommodate the invasion.

“Burns. Too tight.”

Still, she pushed back, arching her back to lift to him. She had no choice. She gave him everything, the thought of holding back even a small part of herself no longer an option.

Every inch of her belonged to him, body, soul, and heart, and she couldn’t hold back from him any more than she could give up breathing. Her breasts swelled, becoming hotter and heavier than ever. Her stomach remained tight as her entire body tensed. She shook everywhere, her juices dripping to coat her thighs as her pussy clenched desperately.

Her clit throbbed so hard she sobbed.

“James. Oh, God. Hurry. I need to come. Please. Please. Please. I can’t, oh, oh, stand it anymore.”

His fingers slid free with a speed that left her gasping.

Leaning over her, he brushed her back and shoulders with his lips until she settled some, his soft words of comfort a direct contrast to the tension emanating from his muscular frame.

“Shh. I’ll give you what we both need, Bailey. I plan to spend the rest of my life giving you whatever you need. Neither one of us can wait anymore. It’s time, my mate, to make you mine.”

A shudder went through her, her breath coming out in sharp pants as he fitted the head of his cock against her puckered opening and started to push.

“Yes, James. Take me. Make me yours.”

Her pussy clenched, her bottom tightening against him even as she arched higher, shaking with the effort to remain as still as possible.

The ring of muscle at her opening proved no match against the relentless pressure. It gave way, and with a whimpered gasp at the sting and the sensation of being stretched to her limit, she took the head of James’s cock into her ass.

She shook even harder, chills racing down her spine even as the hot threads of heat threatened to consume her.

“James! Oh, God. It’s inside me. Oh, God. Your cock’s inside my ass.”

“Yes!” Several harsh groans followed as James’s hands went to her hips and clenched. “It is. Be still, Bailey.”

His voice, as sharp and rough as broken glass, would have scared the hell out of her if not for the underlying emotion that came through loud and clear.

Alarmed at the burn, which only got worse when she tightened on him, she wrapped her feet around the backs of his knees, needing the connection. His fight for control, apparent in his low growls and harsh breathing, warmed something inside her as she realized how hard he fought to take care of her instead of putting his own needs first.

The promise of satisfaction made her even hungrier for his possession, and without conscious thought, she pushed back against him, crying out when she took another inch of his cock.

His thickness kept her tight ring of muscle spread wide open, the stretch and sting adding a dangerous element that made it seem even naughtier and took her lust even higher.

“James. Oh, God. It feels so…different. It’s too much. More. Give me more.” She wanted everything, every part of him. With a need that stunned her, she craved having James take her for his own.

She wanted him to take her in a way she’d never been taken before.

The hands on her hips tightened as James withdrew until only the head of his cock remained inside her and pushed into her again, gaining another inch.

Groaning when she shivered and cried out, he spoke again, his voice nearly unrecognizable now.

“You’re going to take it all, my mate. Just be as still as you can. Easy.”

His voice, harsh and with a jagged edge that told her his control had slipped several notches, sounded deeper than ever, scaring her just a little, but not enough to deny what her body craved.

“Fuck easy.” She lifted, bracing herself on her hands, and used her ankles around the backs of his knees to pull him closer.

Amazed at the sharp tingling in her ass, she moaned her pleasure when his slow, shallow strokes took him even deeper.

His answering growl was filled with appreciation and approval.

“Anything for you, my mate.”

She didn’t even get the chance to process the threat in his tone before he adjusted his position, pushing down on her back to flatten her to the bed, using his strong thighs under hers to keep her hips lifted.

His hard chest covered her back, holding her down as he pushed his hips forward.

“Take more.”

His teeth closed over her shoulder at the same time he slid a hand under her, lifting her hips even higher.

She held her breath as he parted her folds, kicking her feet as he withdrew until only the head of his cock remained inside her. Pushing back against him, she took several more inches of his cock inside her, the full, stretched sensation so naughty and all-consuming, she froze, whimpering as sparks seemed to ignite in every nerve ending.

“James. I’m gonna come. It’s too much. Oh, God! I’m coming. I’m coming.”

“Fuck! Yeah, my mate. That’s it. Come for me.”

Surging deeper, he used the pads of his fingers to rub her clit, emitting a growl that didn’t sound human at all.

“My mate.”

The cries from her didn’t sound any better. Desperate and needy, they sounded almost tortured as they filled the room. Her clit burned and then seemed to explode in a thousand shimmering sparks. She bucked under him, barely conscious of his growls as she fucked herself on his cock, rubbing herself over the fingers poised at her clit.

The sparks washed over her in waves, each stronger than the last until she knew nothing else but the most sublime pleasure she’d ever experienced. The cock in her ass seemed to grow, filling her with a decadent sensation she never would have imagined. Moisture seemed to explode from her, drenching his fingers and making the erotic slide of them over her clit even smoother.