One Night in the Outlaw's Bed (7 page)

Diesel set her ass on the slab of wood, speared his
hands through her hair, and tightened his fingers around the strands. He yanked
her head back, and she gasped from what he knew was a sliver of pain. But he
could see her eyes glossy from her arousal, knew that she liked it a little
rough from the blush on her cheeks and her increased heart rate, and he smelled
the sweet and musky wetness of her pussy. “You know what I want to do, Maggie?”
It was a rhetorical question, and he didn’t give her a chance to respond
anyway. “I want to get you naked, push you back, spread your legs, and feast on
your cunt until you come all over my face.” Her eyes were big, her pupils
dilated, and he knew that it wouldn’t take her much at all to have her getting
off. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you, Maggie?”

She panted, licked her plump lips, and nodded.

“Yeah, you and I both would like that, but I don’t
have the willpower to do any foreplay, baby. I need to be balls deep inside of
you before I come in my jeans like some kind of fucking teenager.” He stared
right into her grey eyes and saw her reach for her top. Diesel grabbed her
hand, stopping her, and making a low sounding his throat. “We do this my way,
Maggie.” If she wanted him, then she’d have him the way he wanted her to have
him. He was an alpha male all the way, needed that control that only a female
could give, and he wanted her to acknowledge that she wanted that, too.

“I want it your way, Diesel.” She slipped her hand
out from under his and rested both of hers behind her back on the slab of wood.
The she just stared at him, kept her body still, and waited for him to devour
her, and that was exactly what he was going to do.

In a move that was fast, impatient, and right to the
fucking point, he gripped her shirt and pulled it up and over her head. She
wasn’t wearing a bra, and her huge, natural tits bounced free from his forceful
action. Diesel’s mouth went dry at the sight of her rose colored nipples
hardening right before his eyes. “
Christ
,
Maggie.” He had to touch them, and so that was exactly what he did. Diesel
reached out, grabbed those huge mounds, and curled his fingers around the soft
flesh. They spilled out from around his hand. He was used to the club whores
and either their big fake tits, or the ones that were rail thin and had nothing
in the chest department. But Maggie was all natural, and so were her breasts.
His mouth watered, and he leaned in to sample her flesh. She tasted sweet, and
he ran his tongue along one hardened nipple. She moaned and thrust her chest
forward more. Looking up with only his eyes he saw the look of ecstasy wash
over her face. Good, his female was responsive to him.

No, she isn’t
your anything. She is here so you both can get off, and then you’ll go your
separate ways.

For the next several seconds Diesel sucked and
licked at her nipples, alternating between the two until she kept pressing her
thighs together as if to ease an ache. He pulled away, and the wet suction of
his mouth on her breast caused a popping sound to fill the space around them.
He forced himself to take a step back, because if he didn’t he could have
sucked on her tits all night long, and what he desperately needed was to bottom
out inside of her. He took hold of the bottom of his shirt and pulled it over his
head. The way she looked at him, all drugged-up, had his cock jerking against
his fly. He went for his belt and quickly removed it. Then he was undoing his button,
zipping his fly down, and getting out of the restricting material. Diesel was
free balling it tonight, and he grabbed the root of his dick as soon as it
sprang forward. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of his size. He wasn’t cocky by
any means, but he also knew his dick was big, and she’d be feeling the
aftereffects of him using it on her tomorrow when she went to sit down.

“Oh, God.”

He smirked, but it wasn’t filled with amusement. She
would be saying a lot harsher things than that by the time he was deep inside
of her. She started to quickly get out of her pants and shoes, which took a
little effort seeing as she was on the butcher blocker still. With her legs
hanging over the edge of the block he could only see the slit of her pussy that
disappeared between her legs. The small thatch of trimmed, dark pubic hair was
at the top of her mound, and a gritty image of his cum all over that hair
slammed into his mind. He started to stroke himself harder, faster.

“Spread your thighs and let me see the cunt that I’m
going to be fucking.”

Her chest rose and fell. He watched as her belly
hollowed out from the force of her breathing. She lifted her legs and placed
her feet on the edge of the butcher block, and so slowly he could have roared
out in frustration, parted those thick, creamy thighs. When he saw her pussy
for the first time, all glossy and pink, swollen and primed for him, a drop of
pre-cum beaded at the tip of his dick. His balls pulled up close to his body,
and all he could think about was taking her right there. And as much as he
wanted to taste her, wanted to have all those juices covering his mouth and
sliding down his throat, he needed her too badly. Stepping close to her he got
a concentrated scent of her pussy juices. He looked
down,
saw the way her cunt lips spread open, showing him her inner labia, and a
guttural sound left him. But when he slowly drew his eyes up her body, over all
those luscious curves she had, along her heaving chest, and back to her face,
it was to see this carnal and animalistic need reflected back at him. His bear
recognized something in that expression, and it pushed forward, tried to shift
and take what was his, but even though he was allowing his bear a small amount
of room to experience this, too, Diesel wasn’t about to let him have full control.

“I want you. God, Diesel, I want you.”

Her words snapped something inside of him, and he
reached out and wrapped a hand around her hip, yanked her forward, and claimed
her mouth. He fucked her between the lips with his tongue, fantasized that he
was doing the same between her legs, and knew it was only a matter of minutes
before he really lost fucking control and had her. She had her hands buried in his
hair, and she tugged on the strands until the tie at his nape came undone. He
didn’t think she realized the little mewls she made. He broke away, trailed his
lips down her jaw and to her neck, and scraped his incisors over her flesh. A
gasp left her, and he knew he hurt her, but she didn’t push him away. In fact
she wrapped her legs around his waist, pressed her heels into the small of his
back, and pulled him closer. She scored his back with her nails until he hissed
against her neck, but fucking hell the pain felt good.

“I want you so fucking badly, baby.” He moved back
up her neck and took possession of her mouth. “Give yourself to me.”

“Yes.” That one word was murmured against his mouth,
and she surprised the hell out of him by reaching between their bodies and
stroking his dick from root to tip.

Gritting his teeth through the exquisite pleasure
she caused within him, he pulled back and looked down to watch what she was
doing. His dick was so close to her pussy, and if he just pushed his hips
forward an inch he could easily slide right into her body. Wrapping his arms
around her shoulders, he easily lifted her, and although it caused her hand to
fall away from his dick it brought her chest right up against his. Diesel
turned, but she pressed her mouth to his, momentarily stunning
him
and having him stumble forward. He slammed into the
wall, and the cold of the wood seeped into the bare flesh of his back. Turning
around so Maggie was the one now pressed against the wall, he hissed out when
she tugged on his hair especially hard.

“I’m the one in fucking control.” He growled out the
words, but she was too far gone in her lust to fully understand. That much was
clear on her face and from the scent his bear picked up from her. She was his,
all of her, and there was no stopping this. The sight of her looking so deliciously
disheveled and the scent of her cream covering her pussy, had his bear pushing
forward that last inch, breaking to the surface, and roaring out in triumph
over the fact. He was still in his human form aside from his claws and incisors,
but it was his inner animal that was taking control. Without thinking, and just
reacting on the need to feel her clench around him, Diesel reached between
their bodies, took his dick and lined it up with her hole. She didn’t stop him,
didn’t protest, and instead moaned out for more. She was just as high off of
this as he was, but he wasn’t a human thinking rationally now. He was an animal
needing to fuck this female so thoroughly that there wasn’t any part of her
that wasn’t marked by him.

He thrust forward an inch, felt her pussy opening
give way for the thick crown of his dick, and then shoved every single fucking
inch of himself into her. He let his head fall back on his neck, closed his
eyes, and tensed at the tight, hot, and wet feel of her cunt clenching at him
in rhythmic spasms. The sound she made was almost inhuman in nature, and she
thrashed her head back and forth. He felt like he was wild inside, like he
couldn’t get a grasp on what was happening. He pulled back, and as if his body
had a mind of its own his hips jerked forward again, and he was shoved all the
way back inside of her. He couldn’t help himself. He leaned back so he could
look down at where his body met hers. Her pussy looked small, felt tight, and
was stretched so far around his cock-head that his entire body shook from the
sight alone.

“Look at that pussy all stretched around my shit.”
He had to force the words out. “And that’s my pussy taking
all
of my
dick, Maggie.” He didn’t look at her face, just kept his focus on
the small part of his cock that he was currently pushing into her. His voice
was guttural and deep from his bear taking control, and he heard the tinge of
warning laced in his voice. The warning may not be evident to her, but it was
there, telling her without actually saying the words that he was going to do
whatever the fuck he wanted, and he had no problem fucking people up to make
that known.

“You’re so big. God, so big, Diesel.”

He wouldn’t last long once he started thrusting in
and out of her, but he also wasn’t a onetime comer. He sure as fuck planned on
having her in every way possible tonight until she screamed his name and begged
him for more.

Chapter Six

Maggie knew she should be worried about something.
It was a prickling in the back of her head, but with every thrust and retreat
that Diesel made that uneasiness got pushed deeper and deeper into her mind
until she just didn’t care. He was so hard, so thick and long that she felt
like she would split in two. Every time he pushed back into her that painful
pressure increased and then broke into a million different sensations of
pleasure. He felt hot inside of her, like she was burning from the inside out.
With every pump into her she was forced harder against the natural wood wall.
It might have been smooth. But it hurt like a bitch, and that pain mixed with
the engrossing pleasure that was slowly climbing until it would combust into
one huge explosion, which was quickly approaching. She could barely see clearly
from the fog of desire that was a wall around her, but she looked into Diesel’s
face and saw the intensity in which he stared at her body. It was a look that
screamed he was in bear mode, that right now she was letting an animal fuck her
even if he was in human form. That realization had her orgasm claiming her so
hard she threw her head back and cried out in pleasure. Her skull slammed
against the wall, but there was no pain, only the bone shattering ecstasy that
started at her toes and moved through every part of her body. Her pussy
clenched over and over again around his plunging erection, and then he was
gripping her waist so tight she knew there would be bruises. But Maggie wanted
Diesel’s marks on her, wanted to be able to look at herself in the mirror and
know that this moment really did happen.

He buried his face in her neck, and the sound of him
inhaling deeply had her mouth parting and another smaller climax cresting
inside of her. His shaking body caused hers to do the same, and the root of his
cock pressed against her clit every time he pushed forward. But then he was
cursing foul, filthy words against her throat and picking up speed.

“God, you’re so fucking tight, so wet and hot that I
am going to come so damn hard.” He slammed into her especially hard, and a low
sound of desire left her.

She was so sensitive between her legs, but it felt
too good to tell him to stop.

“I’m going to mark you, claim you, fill you with
my cum
until you smell just like me.” He didn’t sound human,
and the rough growl in his voice, the way his claws dug into her waist, and the
feel of his thickening even further inside of her was evident that he was in
shifter mode. “Your pussy will be so fucking sore when I’m done with you.” He
pulled her hips down with his hold at the same time he thrust up. “But I won’t
stop there. I’m going to spank your ass hard enough that your flesh turns a
pretty shade of red, and then I’m going to spread your cheeks and eat out your
asshole until you come again and are thrusting back against my mouth for more.”

And just like that she came again. Getting off just
once during intercourse was hard enough, but this male had accomplished three
of them in less than twenty minutes. His groans mixed with hers, and she felt
the gush of warm liquid slipping from between her thighs, and knew it wasn’t
just her arousal. He had come, yet he was still so hard inside of her and still
pumping away like he hadn’t just gotten off.