“Aiden, please,” I cry, my nails digging into his shoulders. “Please, more—”
“Fuck, baby, you feel so good,” he groans, and then he kisses me. It’s hot and fast, messy and wild, but it feels wonderful.
Rising up onto his knees, he slides his hands down to grip my legs, holding me up and open for him as he keeps shoving his cock into me. My ass leaves the bed, and a whole new set of sensations break through me as the angle changes.
“You look so perfect like this.” He sounds drunk. Or maybe high. His eyelids droop as he stares down at the place where we’re connected. “Fucking look at that, Rose. Look at the way you take me. The way your pretty pussy swallows me up. You’re bleeding for me, and you still want this, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I gasp. “Yes, yes. Fuck!”
“Then look.” His voice is harsher now, and I swear his cock feels bigger than it did when he first pressed into me, like he’s swelling up, growing impossibly harder. “Watch me fuck you. Watch how greedy your pussy is.”
His words are dirtier than anything he’s ever said to me before. He’s whispered things to me while he’s made me come on his hand or his tongue, but never quite like this. It’s almost as if the words are forced out of him, as if he can’t contain them. As if he can’t contain his need for me.
That thought sends a spike of electric heat shooting straight to my clit, and I whimper, doing as Aiden commanded and letting my gaze drop from his face to the place where my body stretches around his thick cock. My ass is tilted up a little, so I have a perfect view of the way he thrusts in and out of me. His dick is shiny and wet, and as he draws out again, I gasp, my toes curling.
It’s red.
Covered in my blood.
Maybe the sight should frighten or repulse me, but for some reason, the primal, raw sight of it makes my clit throb wildly. My inner walls clench around him as if my pussy is as greedy for him as he said, and Aiden chokes out a rough noise.
“You like that, don’t you?” His teeth are bared in something almost like a grimace, his eyes flashing.
I nod wildly. “Yes. I like being claimed by you. I-I marked your cock. It’s mine now.”
“Fuck, yes.” He slams into me with a harsh grunt, bottoming out and staying that way for a second, like he’s trying to overtake me completely. “All yours, Rose. Always fucking will be.”
“Aiden, I—”
My voice breaks off on a whimper as he draws back and drives his hips forward again, rocking the bed beneath us.
“Mine,” he growls, his voice like nothing I’ve ever heard before. “Mine.”
He starts to move faster again, and the pleasure mounts, crashing through me. I can’t think of words to say or anything to do to show him how much I love him, how much I love this. There’s a slow burn building, his thrusts so deep that the pain mingles with sweet pleasure.
I feel like he’s opening me up, touching something inside me that I could never reach. I feel like I’m made for him, made to fit him perfectly. He fills me like he was made for me too, his cock sliding inside me in ways that knock the breath from my lungs.
“Fuck, I’m close,” Aiden pants out. “Come for me, Rose. I don’t want to come until you do. I want to feel you clench around me. I want to feel how much you need me. Let me feel you, baby. Please. Fuck, please.”
He sounds so desperate, so strung out on desire, and I don’t want to deny him.
I don’t know if it’s the way he practically begs me, or the way he drapes his body over mine, kissing me feverishly as he fucks me hard and fast—but either way, the end result is the same.
White-hot heat blinds me, my ears ringing as the pulsing pleasure in my core spikes again.
It’s too high, too much.
I can’t hold it back.
A cry pours from my lips as I come hard, my entire body tensing, and it’s overwhelming. It feels like every cell in my body is reacting to Aiden, exploding in a moment of sheer pleasure.
He follows me over the edge, his cock thickening inside me. He spills into the condom in spurts, making heat bloom through my body, and–
I snap awake, the intensity of the feelings pouring through me forcibly yanking my consciousness from the dream.
The room is still pitch black around me, and my heart races so fast I feel like it might crack one of my ribs, but I try to keep still. My clit throbs, my body aching with arousal as my core clenches over and over.
Fuck. I had a sex dream about Aiden.
