His hands slide up the outside of my thighs, strong and sure, then one comes up and tangles in my hair, tugging my head back just enough to make my breath hitch.
“You’remine, Clover,” he growls, the possessiveness in his voice making my core clench. “No backing out now. You married me. That means I get to worship you however the hell I want.”
Seeing the undeniable lust in his eyes and that tone in his voice almost has me undone.
My breathing hitches as his head falls between my legs, his tongue darting out, straight to my swollen clit, and I instantly cry out, the sound ripping from my chest as his tongue circles, rough and unrelenting.
There’s nothing soft about the way he devours me.
This is Phoenix unfiltered.
Wild.
Fierce.
Claiming.
There’s no doubt in the moment that I am his.
He pins my hips with his hand, holding me down as my hips try to buck beneath him.
“Fuck, Phoenix. Oh my God—”
He groans into my clit, the vibration traveling through my entire body. His tongue circles and flicks, his nose nudging against me with every pass, and my thighs tremble, straining to close but unable to break free from his hold.
He tightens his grip in my hair, my head arching back with the force. His other hand slides down the curve of my body, and then one finger slips inside me, slow but firm, curling at just the right angle.
“That’s it,” he growls. “So fucking tight, baby. And sogoddamn wet for me.” He adds a second finger, pumping them in time with the steady rhythm of his tongue.
I let out a moan, gasping, clawing at the sheets as the pressure coils in my belly, tight and sharp.
Then his teeth graze over my inner thigh again, biting, sucking. The animalistic gesture has my body trembling all over. Pressure builds inside me, my back arches higher off the bed as his hand tightens in my hair, yanking my head back even farther. I gasp as the pleasurable pain ripples through my skull.
His teeth run up my thigh, my skin glistens as I pant in time with his rhythm. Flashes of light blast behind my eyes, then I gasp, when waves of pleasure radiate through me while his tongue lashes harder on my clit.
It hits me like a punch to the gut wrapped in ecstasy—violent, breathtaking, and addictive. It rolls over me from the ends of my hair all the way to the tips of my toes, shattering every nerve ending inside me while I gasp for oxygen. Any fucking oxygen as my body sags beneath me.
He catches me when all my muscles contract, and I fall into his arms while an overwhelming relaxation swallows me whole. I sob his name, my hips grinding against his mouth as wave after wave of pleasure flood me. My entire body shudders, every nerve ending on fire, every breath a gasp.
He holds me through it, working me with his mouth and fingers until I can’t take any more. Until I collapse, boneless and shaking, sweat slicking my skin.
My ass hits the sheets, but I’m too zoned out to really take in anything.The orgasm was huge. I know he’s taking his clothes off, but I’m not really paying much attention. I’m focusing more on trying to breathe. I do hear the telltale rip of a foil packet, and I glance over to see him sheathing a condom over his large cock.
Butterflies dance in my stomach as he leans down over me, trailing kisses up my trembling stomach, then up between mybreasts, along my collarbone, and finally back to my lips. He kisses me like a man starved, as if he needs to taste what he’s done to me.
I’m still catching my breath when he pulls back just far enough to look into my eyes. “I love you,” he whispers.
I blink up at him, heart aching, soul full.
“I love you too. So much it scares me.”
His expression shifts. The heat remains, but something softer bleeds in. He brushes my cheek with his knuckles, then leans his forehead against mine.
He climbs up my body, kissing his way along my trembling skin, licking into my mouth like he wants me to taste myself. His cock is thick and hard against my thigh, and I feel the tension coiling inside him as he grinds against me, desperate and wild.
“Fuck, I’ve been aching for you for so damn long.” His voice is dark and rough as he positions himself between my legs, the head of his cock brushing against my entrance.
This is it.
