Free Wet For Her Warriors (Book 5 of the WILD -- Warriors Intense in Love & Domination -- Boys of Special Forces) by Angel Payne
Authors: Angel Payne
arousal made her realize how empty her body really was…how she needed a
completing flame inside it.
Finally, through
the haze of her excitement, she heard the zipper slide on his shorts. She pried
her gaze open to witness him tear open the condom with violent speed. Similar
ferocity defined his face as he looked down at her, gritting his teeth as he
palmed his steely erection.
“ Aiwaiwa .”
She swallowed hard. And stared harder. “Kellan, you’re…”
Huge. Glorious. Perfectly
made.
“Ready to be
inside you, sweetheart.” He hissed as he rolled the condom over his penis,
which didn’t relent a fraction of its stiffness. “Ready to fuck you deep.”
The soldier kept
his word. He lowered her legs to an angle where they wrapped around his waist
before leaning forward so he could kiss her again. As he plunged his tongue
into her mouth, he worked his shaft into the first inch of her body. When he
shoved in a little deeper, Lani gasped into his mouth.
“Sorry,” she
explained, trying to smile past her pain. “It’s—it’s been a while for me.”
His gaze
darkened. “Yeah. For me, too.”
His confession made
every inch of her vagina cream. She clung to his shoulders, feeling the strain
of his muscles as he tried to slow the pace. “No,” she protested. “God, Kellan.
Deeper. Please!”
He clenched his
jaw. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“ I want
you to.” If she was heaving caution aside, then why not have the aching legs
tomorrow as a sweet memory? “I—I need you to. I—I just need you. Filling me.
Fucking me. Hurting me. Please! Oh, pl—”
She cut herself
off with her own scream. As Kellan drove his cock all the way into her, she
didn’t think she’d ever felt so stretched, so raw…so complete. Yes, it hurt.
Yes, it was invasive. Yes, it blocked out everything for a long moment except
for the certainty of his body, massive and rigid, inside hers. But even the
pain was perfect for what she needed from tonight—and what she sensed he
needed, too. His features, now intense and feral, channeled the untamed force
of the downpour itself. As the wind whipped higher, he seized her hips, syncing
their pace with his fevered thrusts. The rain pounded faster as if to drive him
on, ramming into her, emitting loud thwops as their soaked bodies
collided again and again.
Lani thought she
screamed, but couldn’t be sure. Her blood roared in her ears. Rain ran down her
body. The grass burned her back as Kellan drove harder, faster, deeper—
Until he
stilled.
Lani dragged her
eyes open to have her gaze filled with the burnished beauty of his face, hovering
inches over her again. As their breaths tangled, he lowered her ass to the
ground. While the grass cooled her thighs, his cock pulsed against her walls. His
gaze never left her face. Lani shivered and battled to break the contact. It was
too much, this stare of his. Giving her too much. Asking too much in return. This
was just supposed to be sex. That was all it ever could be.
But her inner
war surged on, turning into torment as he used his hands to enflame her body
all over again.
With his gaze
still locked in hers, he circled one hand beneath her body. With the other, he
found her clit again.
“Kellan!” She
shuddered as he pressed a finger against that perfect, tiny button.
“No.” His
countermand was quiet but firm. “Not yet.” He circled his hips, creating a new
friction between them. The rain pummeled. The wind pushed. The storm in her sex
was sweet and perfect and unbearable. Dear God, she needed to come.
“Kellan,
please!”
“Not. Yet.” He
shifted the hand beneath her. Slowly, he probed the edge of her back entrance
with a rain-soaked finger.
“Kellan!”
He slid in a second
finger.
As he
intensified the pressure on her swollen, needy clit.
As he taunted
her with the slow rolls of his hips, and the thudding girth of his cock.
As he took her
to the brink of ecstasy but refused to yank her over.
She was in
completing flame inside it.
Finally, through
the haze of her excitement, she heard the zipper slide on his shorts. She pried
her gaze open to witness him tear open the condom with violent speed. Similar
ferocity defined his face as he looked down at her, gritting his teeth as he
palmed his steely erection.
“ Aiwaiwa .”
She swallowed hard. And stared harder. “Kellan, you’re…”
Huge. Glorious. Perfectly
made.
“Ready to be
inside you, sweetheart.” He hissed as he rolled the condom over his penis,
which didn’t relent a fraction of its stiffness. “Ready to fuck you deep.”
The soldier kept
his word. He lowered her legs to an angle where they wrapped around his waist
before leaning forward so he could kiss her again. As he plunged his tongue
into her mouth, he worked his shaft into the first inch of her body. When he
shoved in a little deeper, Lani gasped into his mouth.
“Sorry,” she
explained, trying to smile past her pain. “It’s—it’s been a while for me.”
His gaze
darkened. “Yeah. For me, too.”
His confession made
every inch of her vagina cream. She clung to his shoulders, feeling the strain
of his muscles as he tried to slow the pace. “No,” she protested. “God, Kellan.
Deeper. Please!”
He clenched his
jaw. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“ I want
you to.” If she was heaving caution aside, then why not have the aching legs
tomorrow as a sweet memory? “I—I need you to. I—I just need you. Filling me.
Fucking me. Hurting me. Please! Oh, pl—”
She cut herself
off with her own scream. As Kellan drove his cock all the way into her, she
didn’t think she’d ever felt so stretched, so raw…so complete. Yes, it hurt.
Yes, it was invasive. Yes, it blocked out everything for a long moment except
for the certainty of his body, massive and rigid, inside hers. But even the
pain was perfect for what she needed from tonight—and what she sensed he
needed, too. His features, now intense and feral, channeled the untamed force
of the downpour itself. As the wind whipped higher, he seized her hips, syncing
their pace with his fevered thrusts. The rain pounded faster as if to drive him
on, ramming into her, emitting loud thwops as their soaked bodies
collided again and again.
Lani thought she
screamed, but couldn’t be sure. Her blood roared in her ears. Rain ran down her
body. The grass burned her back as Kellan drove harder, faster, deeper—
Until he
stilled.
Lani dragged her
eyes open to have her gaze filled with the burnished beauty of his face, hovering
inches over her again. As their breaths tangled, he lowered her ass to the
ground. While the grass cooled her thighs, his cock pulsed against her walls. His
gaze never left her face. Lani shivered and battled to break the contact. It was
too much, this stare of his. Giving her too much. Asking too much in return. This
was just supposed to be sex. That was all it ever could be.
But her inner
war surged on, turning into torment as he used his hands to enflame her body
all over again.
With his gaze
still locked in hers, he circled one hand beneath her body. With the other, he
found her clit again.
“Kellan!” She
shuddered as he pressed a finger against that perfect, tiny button.
“No.” His
countermand was quiet but firm. “Not yet.” He circled his hips, creating a new
friction between them. The rain pummeled. The wind pushed. The storm in her sex
was sweet and perfect and unbearable. Dear God, she needed to come.
“Kellan,
please!”
“Not. Yet.” He
shifted the hand beneath her. Slowly, he probed the edge of her back entrance
with a rain-soaked finger.
“Kellan!”
He slid in a second
finger.
As he
intensified the pressure on her swollen, needy clit.
As he taunted
her with the slow rolls of his hips, and the thudding girth of his cock.
As he took her
to the brink of ecstasy but refused to yank her over.
She was in