Free The Claiming of Sadie Graves by Angela Price Page B

in his head as it disappears deep into his mouth. His erection is raging against my leg, peeking over the top of his underwear. I thought he was well-endowed, but I wasn’t expecting this. I’m nervous for just a minute, but then I breathe deeply and look back at his face. 
    Meeting my eyes, h e kisses his way down my belly, licking my navel and rubbing his chin over my pubic mound. He stops to look carefully at my sex. His expression gets soft. My inner lips are like butterfly wings, exposed outside of the outer ones. They’re wet with desire. He pushes my legs apart and strokes them with his tongue, now making serious sounds of pleasure.  He moves his cock rhythmically against my bed covers, almost involuntarily. He tongues my clit, slides one long finger against my opening and slips it inside. Within seconds, I have a powerful, shuddering orgasm. I don’t make much noise, but my body is wracked with tremors.
    Lucas looks at my face, wonder and lust on his. He moves up to kiss me, and I taste the tang of my self on his tongue. He shucks his underwear, positions himself between my legs and rises up on his hands, preparing to enter me. His skin is like velvet, but he’s one lean mass of muscle. I’m soaking wet, drenched with slipperiness. He bends down to my ear, whispers my name, and starts working his thick cock deep into me. The first full, intense stroke makes my eyes open wide. I feel something pinch inside me, and there’s a sharp pain for an instant. His eyes open wide, too. “Fuck, Sadie. You’re so tight. Jesus, you’re wet.” We look at each other for just a moment without moving, and then his eyes close with pleasure. He starts to push in me, now, with something close to mindlessness. He has both hands on my hips, and his fingers dig into my flesh. His lips go back to my nipples, when he isn’t focused on his own ride. His mouth forms an “ahh”. I watch him start to peak, his orgasm close, but he chases it, slowing down. He twists his hips, stroking places inside me that haven’t been exposed to friction. Time stretches out. I feel myself start to build. He senses my change in breath and picks up speed, suddenly watching me closely as I tense up. “I want to come with you, Sadie.”
    “ Come, baby.” With those words I blow apart, and he does too. He shudders and moans, his hips quaking with release. He exhales sharply. And we both still, naked and wrapped up in each other.
    Embarrassingly, I fall asleep for a few minutes. Maybe longer. When I wake up I realize Lucas is awake too. There’s something wrong. I raise my eyes to his and he looks angry. I rake my eyes down him; the whole beautiful expanse. And then I see why he’s upset. There’s blood, quite a lot of blood, on both the bed coverlet and him. It’s bright red.  I sit there quietly for several beats, embarrassed.
    He opens his mouth to speak and then snaps it shut again , at a loss for words. Okay then. Finally, he heaves a giant sigh and moves closer into me, hugging his body against mine. “Sadie. Why didn’t you tell me? I could have been gentler. Or at least more prepared?”
    I laugh softly, trying to manage my feelings. “I wasn’t really thinking about it, Lucas. I hope I haven’t offended you. I just haven’t let anyone close to me for a long time, and I keep my private life close to the vest. Don’t think I have unreasonable expectations of you . I know that this is a one-time event, and that’s okay; really.” I turn my face away, not wanting to put undue pressure on him. Yeah, and the thought of not seeing him again makes me queasy.
    He moves, putting one arm around my shoulders. He gra bs my hand, and places it between his legs. I can feel the stickiness of my blood there, along with fluids and semen. Lucas forces me to look at him, deep in his eyes. “As far as I’m concerned, Sadie, you’re bonded to me now. You’re mine. I love that no other man has touched you. I cherish it. I’d like to end all my