Free Loving Ean (The Fae Guard Book 2) by Elle Christensen Page B

high and press them together. I lick around one nipple before moving on to the other. Circling each bud, I rock my cock into her pussy with every circle. Without the use of her arms, her whole body writhes in passion. Her whimpers get louder with each motion until I finally wrap my lips around one straining peak. With a deep suction and a rough thrust of my hips, she cries out and I feel her body shiver and quake with her release.
    I have nothing left to hold on to, not one shred of control. I lift her once more and turn around, frantically looking for a place to land. We are in a guest bedroom. Hallefuckinglujah. I stride over to the bed and lower us both down without ever breaking the connection between our bodies. As we land, gravity shoves me into her and she cries out, her arousal already heightening again. Making quick work of our shirts and pants, I don a condom in record time and savagely plunge my throbbing cock into her soaking wet pussy. I probably should have checked to see if she was ready for me, but Laila is always hot and wet for me. When I’m buried deep, she cries out in ecstasy and thrashes on the bed.
    “I’m going to fuck you hard, baby. I need you. Rough, hot, and hard.” I punctuate my words by pulling out about half way and then slamming back inside with such force that we scoot up the bed a little.
    “Yes!” She tightens her legs and slides her arms up my chest to my head where she grabs fistfuls of my hair and viciously yanks. “Now, Ean. Shut your mouth and fuck me.”
    Laila has an amazingly dirty and incredibly creative mind, and when she gets filthy during sex, I burn. Heat courses through me, and desperate for relief, I start pounding into her with every bit of my strength. At first, she bites my shoulder to keep quiet but I am obsessed with the sounds she makes during sex. It’s hot as fucking hell. The sounds of yelling and cheering from the other room are muffled but loud enough for me to know that they would drown out any of our noise.
    “Don’t hold back on me, baby. Your pussy is squeezing my cock so tight. I want to hear you, tell me how my cock feels inside. How much you want me to fuck you so hard you’ll never want another filling you up.”
    She shudders at my words and I pull out all the way to the tip and hold still (I have no fucking clue how I manage it). She growls in frustration and tilts her hips trying to take me back in. “Tell me, baby.” I command.
    “You fill me, Ean. Every inch of you stretches me and molds my pussy to you. I need you to fuck me with everything you’ve got.” In appreciation of her surrender, I clench my hands on her hips for leverage, slam back inside, and am rewarded with a scream. Yes. When she screams my name, I feel like I’ve conquered the fucking world.
    “Ean! Oh! Yes!” She’s let it all go now and doesn’t try to hold back. “Fuck me harder!”
    I shore up every single bit of my energy and fuck her like she wants, bottoming out on every thrust. I can feel how drenched she is, her pussy so wet that I slide in and out with ease. “Fuck, Laila. My cock is covered in your cream. Fuck! Yes!”
    Laila’s back arches and I lower my head to bite down on one of her nipples. I change my angle to hit her in just the right spot and with one more thrust, she shoots off like a rocket. “Yes, Ean! Yes! Yes!” Her screams bring me to the brink, the way her pulsing pussy sucks my cock tight has my orgasm ripping through me.
    “Laila! Fuck, baby!” I continue to pump into her as we ride the waves. As the manic emotions start to regress, through my haze of lust, I notice that I’m still as hard as a fucking rock. Holy shit! My thrusts had started to calm but now I pick up their intensity again. “I want one more, baby,” I command. Laila shakes her head wildly, her eyes shut tight, and her body twisting in an attempt to stop me from building her up again. “Yes, baby. Fuck! Come on, Laila. One more—oh fuck!”
    The sensations are