Page 46 of Marked By Cain


Font Size:

His hips rolled into me and he pulled my other leg up, coaxing me to wrap my legs around his middle. “Because I knew once I had you fully, I’d never let you go, even if you fought me on it. Even if you tried to run.” He reached down between my legs, finding my clit with his fingers. I moaned, my eyes rolling back into my head as my orgasm pushed forward at the speed of a freight train. “I’ve waited a long time for my chance to show you I’m the man for you, Rose. Theonlyfucking man. I’ll spend my life proving that to you. And I’ll start by proving it repeatedly tonight.”

Cain moved his free hand to my hip and guided it up, lifting it as he fucked me into another dimension while playing with my clit exactly how he’d learned I liked it.

“Fuck, fuck me harder, Cain. I’m going to come.”

“Good. Coat my dick with your cum, Rose. Fucking drench it.”

He added more pressure and fucked me with such force that the metal of the headboard slammed into the wall with every thrust.

A few seconds later, I cried out as my orgasm ripped through my veins. A current of pleasure shot through my entire body, down to the tips of my toes, every piece of me radiating with pleasure. Cain continued to slam into me, chasing his release, before he abruptly pulled out and gripped his cock tightly. He jerked himself twice before thick ropes of cum shot out onto my thighs and pussy. He grunted through his release, his hooded eyes on mine.

I ingrained that picture of him into my mind as one of the hottest things I’d ever seen.

Propping myself onto my elbows, I stared down at his cock in his hand, still fully erect. “How are you still hard?” I questioned. I’d been with guys who were half-mast after coming, but there was nothinghalfabout what I was looking at.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited to get you in my bed, Rose? How many nights I laid awake, jerking off to thethoughtof you? Too many, baby. I’ve waited for this for too long.”

I sighed contently, my stupid heart inflating at his confession of wanting me for so long. It hit so much different when you saw it, and not just heard the words.

It’d been a while since I was truly at a loss for words, but he’d rendered me speechless. There was so much I wanted to say, but now wasn’t the time. Not when it was so obviously the time for us to connect in other ways.

This was more than just sex, and that absolutely fucking terrified me, but at the same time, it made me feel like my life had just begun.

For so long, I allowed myself to settle, but nothing about Cain felt like settling. It felt like living. Thriving.Loving.

My lips pursed in a smile. “So, round two then?”

With a wicked grin, he flipped me onto all fours, not bothering to clean up the mess he’d made. “Oh, baby, we’ve barely started,” he cooed.

Nudging me to crawl up the bed until I reached the headboard, he gave my ass a hard smack, and groaned with satisfaction. “Hold on tight,” he commanded, and I wrapped my hands around the metal slats at the same time he slammed his cock back into me, making me see stars.

Cain stayed true to his word and repeatedly proved how he was the man for me.

He proved it in every position on his bed.

In his wingback chair.

Against his bedroom door.

In the shower.

He proved it here, there, and fucking everywhere, until the stars I was seeing turned into rays of warm, inviting sunshine, and we both slipped into a deep sleep, satiated and spent, wrapped naked in each other’s arms.

CHAPTERNINETEEN

Icouldn’t help but feel like the world's biggest bitch.

Rationally, I knew I was overreacting, but irrationally, I felt like the guilt was eating me alive.

I’d barely batted an eye at Cain’s abrupt and somewhat forceful removal of Sly from his bedroom on Saturday night. Distracted by the pleasure and the emotions of finally having come to terms with what I really wanted, I let him throw Sly out when I should have…I don't know?

Fought for him to stay?

The reality was, I hadn’t wanted him there anymore. Didn’tneedhim there anymore. I’d fully welcomed the potential of getting my heart broken again because the gain was worth the risk.

Cainwas worth the risk.

It was a terrifying thought.