Maddie and Wyn (17 page)

Realizing she was alone, with nobody to observe her hidden voracious appetite for this one person, Maddie moved into the room and kneeled on the rug next to the couch. So close to Wyn now, as beautifully masculine and harsh as his features already were, Maddie noticed tension around his mouth and deep furrow lines between his eyebrows. He had his hand in a tight fist too, digging it into his thigh through his jeans. Suddenly he made a hoarse noise and jerked his head, clearly distressed. Maddie touched his shoulder, and she went cold inside. His skin was like ice.

“Wyn.” Forgoing a gentle tap, Maddie shook him, adrenaline spiking her blood. “You’re freezing. Wake up. Get up.” Up on her knees, she shoved him harder. “Now.”

Suddenly sucking in a great gulp of air, Wyn shot upright and zeroed in on her, his dark eyes unbearably bright. Uttering her name in a rough tone, he dragged her to him, whispering, “You’re okay, you’re okay.” He grazed his lips all over her face, and his fingers were unsteady, tangled in her hair. “You’re okay.”

Pulled to soothe this rare flood of exposed emotions in Wyn, Maddie brushed her thumbs over his blunt cheekbones and strong jaw, petting him as she would a skittish animal. “I’m okay.” She rubbed her forehead against his and pressed a kiss to the bridge of his nose. “I promise.”

Wyn pulled back a short distance, and his pupils dilated and his nostrils flared. As if he finally saw her from through a fog, and caught her scent again, he let out a ragged noise and dragged her back in, this time crushing his mouth down on hers, overpowering her with the force of his kiss. Instantly pressing into her with the full measure of his strength, he pushed her onto the floor and came down on top of her, his lips fused to hers the whole way. He scraped his lips against hers again and again, and his frantic need bled into her, fueling her own.

Instinctively rocking up into him, Maddie ran her hands down and up his arms and across his shoulders, marveling at how hard he was everywhere, and how quickly his body had warmed to a steamy inferno under his clothes. He bit her lip in response and shuddered, the tremble going straight through him and into her.

His eyes a blaze of black, Wyn uttered, “Don’t ever scare me again,” his voice raw to the bone. As if possessed, he shoved his hands between their bodies and ripped at his jeans and her shorts, tearing hers halfway down her legs and his to his thighs, freeing his thick, fully erect cock. “If I couldn’t save you this time,” an awful noise escaped him, “I would die.”

Pierced to her core by Wyn’s pain, focused solely on that, Maddie took his face in her hands, parting her lips to promise him again she was fine and to ask what was wrong. Before she could get a full word out, Wyn slashed his mouth across hers and stole her response with a rough kiss, marking her as deeply as he could get past her lips. At the same time he thrust his hips hard and plunged into her—
oh my God, yes
—driving into her body in a way no one had ever done before. Maddie bucked and cried out as she was taken by a man for the very first time.

Wyn immediately went stock-still; his focus cleared to pinpoint precision, fully on her. “Never?” A scratch roughened his voice.

Stuffed so very full with him, throbbing around him inside, Maddie dug her fingers into his shoulders. His threadbare T-shirt bunched in her fingers, the tactile sensation holding her to a new reality, one she’d never thought would actually transpire.
It finally happened
.

“Maddie?” Wyn’s features were pulled savagely taut, but he was still as stone, locked on her. “Have you?”

She shook her head. “Never.”

His pupils dilated like saucers. And the moment Maddie spoke that word,
“never”
, Wyn jerked his hips, and with barely a sound, he spilled his seed deep in the recesses of her body.

Wet heat filled Maddie’s channel, tagging her deep inside her pussy. Gasping, she squeezed Wyn’s shoulders through his T-shirt, her mind and body a buzz of insane sensations and emotions. Wyn continued to lose himself to release, flooding her with his essence, all the way to her core.
Oh dear God; it happened. It truly happened
. She trembled and fluttered inside around his claiming.

A final tremor worked its way through Wyn’s frame. His grip loosened in her hair, and he grazed his lips across her temple, cheek, and nose, lingering as he found her gaze once more. “I’m sorry; it’s been so long; I couldn’t last. Christ, honey.” His jaw clenched, and he rocked on top of her, sliding his shaft along her inner walls in the most shiver-worthy way. “I’m still so fucking hard, and I can feel it’s not going away any time soon. Let me have a second chance.”

These little slips from Wyn, exposing the fallible human within, reached all the way into Maddie and twined with a poignant tug around her heart. The sensation was even more powerful than his claiming. “I’m not complaining about what happened or anything,” her cheeks heated, “but yeah, let’s do it again.”

A chuckle escaped Wyn, which jostled their bodies, and his soft laugh changed to a moan. “Clothes off,” he ordered. “I might not last much longer this time,” sliding a hand up her belly, he eased her tank top up her torso, “but I want to be able to feel you all over for however long it lasts.”

“Take yours off too.” Every cell within her still sparking with heightened awareness, Maddie pulled Wyn’s shirt over his head, scratching her fingers up his back along the way. Using her legs, she shoved his jeans and underwear down into a tangle at his feet, where she kicked them off along with her shorts and panties. “I want to feel you too.”

“Oh fuck, honey; that’s so good.” Still lodged firmly inside her, Wyn wrapped her legs around the backs of his, shifting them even more completely into position for intimacy, and eased her shirt the rest of the way off her head. Her bra hooked in the front; Wyn popped the clasp, brushed the white fabric aside, and her breasts, so heavy and achy, spilled free. He rubbed the pad of his thumb across one of the berry tips, and Maddie gasped as it beaded into a tight knot for him.

Wyn looked up, the brown in his eyes glistening bright. “Jesus, you’re beautiful.” His focus trained on her, he braced his forearms on the rug on either side of her head and pressed his weight more fully down on her. “You tell me what you want.” His cock, still so rigid, throbbed with its own heartbeat inside her pussy. “I’m yours to command.”

Lost in his gaze, for the first time in so very long not hiding her heart from him, Maddie slid her hands up his arms and shoulders, reveling in finally touching him, finally exploring his hardness and warmth without fearing what it would expose about her. “Do what you feel.” Cracking emotions put a rasp in her voice, and she grazed her fingers along the edges of his hair, learning him everywhere. “That’s all I’ve ever wanted with you.”

“Jesus, Maddie.” Wyn’s fingers flexed in her hair, and he lowered his mouth to hers, whispering, “I’m always amazed by you.”

With that, he claimed another kiss and began to move. Ever so slowly, Wyn brushed his lips across Maddie’s and rocked within the confines of her body. His long thick shaft touched along every millimeter of her pussy with shiver-worthy precision, making every muscle in her tense and quake. Rather than invade her with the rough kisses of ownership he’d given moments ago, this time Wyn teased her with soft licks and the gentlest of scrapes of his lips against hers. He withdrew, and at the exact time he eased back into her, he dipped his tongue into her mouth. The focused, precise double penetration swirled all the way through Maddie and reignited fires simmering all the way into her fingers and toes.

With each gentle touch, Wyn coaxed Maddie’s entire being awake, somehow even more completely than when he’d plunged into her so thoroughly only minutes before. Pleasure-filled streamers unfurled throughout her body, marking her with his essence, with everything that was him.
Oh yes, yes, please
. Maddie curled her toes against Wyn’s thighs, and even the feel of the fine hairs on his legs against the soles of her feet awakened her arousal to another level.
I never thought he’d feel this insane all around me, inside me.

Sinking into the heady sensations, Maddie moaned and bit Wyn’s lower lip, succumbing to a bone-deep need to put her mark on him too. She jerked against him and dug her fingers into his shoulders, clinging as she tried to push herself up onto his cock in an effort to stay fully connected to him everywhere.

Instead of punching into her harder Wyn came to a stop, and the haze cleared from his eyes. “Are you all right?” His hands were balled into fists next to her head. His body tightened, and he cursed softly. “I was rough before. Did I hurt you?”

Instantly drawn to erase his visible discomfort, Maddie shook her head. “You feel good, I promise. I’m responding to that.” An evening where she’d exposed so much of herself to him flashed through her mind, and she wondered if he remembered that night she’d plied herself with the glass dildo for him. “I wasn’t completely unprepared for you,” she owned, even if none of those small instruments had ever come close to having Wyn’s cock, so hot and thick and big, splitting her open and claiming her to the hilt. “I’ve played with toys before.”

A quick flash of black darkened Wyn’s stare, exposing a ferocious edge. Growling, “Don’t remind me,” he suddenly plunged into Maddie, pumping his cock hard and deep. He slashed his mouth across hers, stealing her breath as completely as he took her body.

A part of Maddie’s brain flickered with questions about what had set off such a fast change in Wyn’s mood, but Wyn wrapped his arms around her head and thrust into her again and again and again, moaning her name roughly against her lips with each cant of his hips. Responding to his rawness became Maddie’s whole world.

Flinging her arms around his neck, Maddie surged up into Wyn and smashed her mouth against his, the kiss messy and awkward, but she didn’t care about anything but pouring the pent-up love she had for him out of her and into him, desperate for him to taste how much she cared about him. A ragged sound escaped Wyn; he clenched his hands in her hair. Holding her head steady, he plundered her mouth with sweeps and flicks of his tongue. And all the while, he pushed into Maddie with full strokes, her cunt shivering with each hot glide of contact from his cock.
Yes. Yes. Yes.

Every cylinder insider her churning at full speed, Maddie lifted herself up into the drive of Wyn’s shaft, lost to the soul-deep pleasure in his finally claiming her. Her breathing coming fast and hard against his lips, she clung to his neck, sweat making their skin slick, and whispered in a broken tone, “You feel so good.” Trapped in the black fires burning through his stare, Maddie slammed herself up into Wyn and gave him so much more than just her body. “I never even knew how to fantasize that it could be like this.”

His face flushed and his blunt features pulled tight to something savagely beautiful, Wyn stung her lips with a biting kiss, and uttered, “I’ve jerked off to so many fantasies of you riding me and taking what you need.” In one fast motion he rolled them over and suddenly Maddie was on top, straddling him. “Take everything you need from me.” He ran his hands down the sides of her body, back over her ass, and clutched her thighs. “Let me see you help yourself come.”

Her pulse threading fast, mixing sudden nerves with excitement and love and arousal, Maddie pushed upright, moaning as the shift in position seated her fully on him, with his cock buried in her to the root. With her sex surrounding him like a slick glove, Maddie planted her hands on his abdomen and rocked on top of him. The small motion sent joyous streaks of pleasure through her system. She gasped and shifted again, this time lifting up more and then sliding back down the long length of his cock, and moaned low as her channel shivered around his shaft.

Wyn groaned and curled his fingers into Maddie’s thighs, digging into her flesh, and the reaction of pleasure was like fuel to Maddie’s burning flame. Digging her fingers into him too, Maddie lifted and drove herself down onto his prick in fast, sharp bursts, crying out as their bodies slammed repeatedly together. Trained on his stare, the desire in his eyes snaking into her like a spell, she let go of his stomach and grabbed her breasts, squeezing the tender orbs, bucking on top of him as she tweaked her nipples into tiny points of needy flesh. Every part of her body, mind, and soul ached for this man. Maddie bounced and undulated on Wyn’s shaft in an out-of-control staccato and rubbed and pulled at her tits, wound up and needy for release.

His gaze darkening past midnight and his nostrils flaring, Wyn looked like an animal starved for its barest needs. “There you go. Jesus…” He grazed his work-rough hands up her inner thighs and buried his fingers in her mound. “You are stunning. No one exists for me but you.” Not breaking from eye contact, he pushed into the top of her slit and teased her clit with focused, fluttering flicks.

“Oh God, yes.” Biting her lip hard against the intense shot of pleasure, her channel squeezing like a fist around Wyn’s embedded cock, Maddie whimpered and covered his hand with hers, pushing herself even harder with his hands. “This is happening to me like this because it’s you.” Riding him at breakneck speed, ruthlessly rubbing his coarse fingers all around her bead and soaking cunt, Maddie confessed, “It was always only you.”

A guttural noise filling the air, Wyn surged upright and plastered his mouth to hers, the brutal force of his kiss nicking Maddie’s lip. Wrapping his arms around her back, holding her flush to him, her legs twined around his waist, Wyn drove up into Maddie, taking her to the hilt repeatedly, reveling as their twin grunts of pleasure engulfed the room.

Tapping into Wyn’s desires and needs, letting them feed her own, Maddie held onto Wyn just as hard as he did to her and rocked in perfect rhythm, each merging of their bodies making them cling to each other’s lips in a breathy series of kisses that bled one into the next. With every deep knifing from his cock, she dug her short nails into his muscular, sweaty back, trying to hold on as every nerve ending in her pussy and clit swelled unbearably and sent waves of pleasure rushing through to every corner of her body.