Marked (Marked #3) (16 page)

“Maya—” I began, only to be stopped with a light tap to the swollen head of my cock. “Motherfucker.” The slight sting made me pulse; skin became so taut around my girth that fucking leaked for her. Felt too good. Drove me almost to that point where one more touch would make me come. “Behave, Bitty. I’m warning you.”

Before I could regain control of her, Maya flipped over me, lying now in a sixty-nine position, with her head hanging at the right level to service my cock. Her upper body suspended above mine. Just enough space left between us where she could see my face from the upside down position.

Lips parted, and her warm breath caressed me. She watched with barely controlled hunger my every reaction.

Also came with the benefit of having her sweet pussy above my face. For me to see the effect I had on her, coating her bare lips and drip onto my chin. Motherfucking temptress.

“Talk,” she breathed while wrapping a hand around my cock. Tight. Just enough pressure to make me groan. “Can’t hear you.”

Did she expect me to?

When I’d mentioned I wanted to fuck her just a little, I had something softer in mind. Slower. With my hand controlling her movements while she rode my cock. Just some light playing, but this, son of a bitch, how did she expect me to function with my length between her pouty lips?

With the way she’s flicking her tongue over the small opening at the tip.

With her swollen and wet pussy lips taunting me so?

Bullshit.

Scraping her teeth on the underside with more pressure than necessary, she brought me back to the present. “I’m waiting, tatt boy.” Mirth danced across her eyes, and it was the final push I needed.

Bitty wanted to play?

Well, then, let the games begin.

“I’m a firm believer in warning my opponents before I attack. Seems fair.” With the tip of my fingers, I ran a slow trail up the back of her thigh. They trembled, but she stayed in place.

Body laid over mine.

Knees on either side of my upper body.

Pussy dripping down my chin and over my chest.

“What?” Bitty paused mid-lick, my dick sitting just inside her warm mouth. Then her eyes widened; the hunger inside my own caused her body above me to convulse. Spasm and release my length with an audible pop.

Shaking my head, I continued my path up her leg to the juncture of her thighs. Wetness coated them, and my mouth watered. I wanted to gorge myself on her. Lick her clean.

Not yet.

“Here’s how this is going to work.” Caressing her parted folds, I let a finger slide inside to the knuckle before pulling it out and circling her clit. “You’re going to be a good little girl and continue to suck my cock while I enjoy you. I want you to be a fucking mess of crying need before I allow you to ride me. And make no mistake, Bitty, you will beg for the privilege.”

“Fuck you,” she snapped, lust coming off her body in waves. Evidence dripped down my fingers. “We’re supposed to be talking.”

Is she out of her ever-loving mind? Yes, we were supposed to, but that shit was before she decided to suck my dick like a cock-starved housewife that hasn’t been taken properly in years.

“Not my problem. You should’ve thought about that before starting something you can’t control. Handle.” My words had their desired effect, and my girl did the only thing she could to try and regain control. In one swift move, she took me down her throat—as much of me as she could, before gagging.

God she looked beautiful looking back with her mouth full of me. Lips stretched wide over my hardness. Soft and silk-like, her tongue stroked the underside. Fucking added just the right amount of pressure to cause my back to arch a bit.

Hips pushed up, and my hand reached out to wrap the end of her long locks around my fist. She hummed around me at the action and doubled her efforts.

Naughty little bitty thing.

On the next downward motion, I thrust up to match her actions. She choked, and the sound made me shiver. Her throat tightened as she tried to swallow around the invasion.

Maya tried to pull back a bit. Big mistake.

Smack.

Loud, it reverberated throughout the entire room. Reaction to the sting of my palm was automatic; her body tensed and pussy lips quivered. The fingers that trailed over them after the contact became saturated in her.

“Again.” Music to my ears. Little itty Miss Bitty wanted it rough. “Please.”

“Suck.” Another smack across the opposite cheek. She sucked in a deep breath, and for a second I became concerned; followed her movements like a hawk. Had she hurt herself? “Babe, you...oh fuck!”

That pink tongue of hers came out to play, swirled around the leaking tip while letting a bit of spit dribble down. Warm, wet, and so fucking soft. Her hand tightened around the base and pumped in time with the flicks against my engorged head.

“I love the feel of you on my tongue. The heaviness. Your fucking taste…” another deep suck while hollowing her cheeks “…come in my mouth,
tatt boy
. Feed me.”

Playful grey eyes begged me to give in, to gift my come.

Shaking my head, I smirked at her and delivered a final smack. This time directly on her pussy, massaging her clit afterwards to soften the sting yet keep her at the edge of coming.

At the contact, my cock fell out of her mouth, slick and shiny from her spit. Maya fell forward, almost off the couch, but I wrapped my arm around her midsection before she could, catching, and pulling her soft body against my much harsher planes.

“No,” I growled out. No other way to describe the rough and almost angry tone that left me. My chest expanded and nostrils flared as I took in a deep inhale. “I want you on my cock. Now. No more teasing.”

Twitching, her lower body spasmed and her sweet juices coated my chest. Still wasn’t enough. I wanted to bathe in her.

Before she could protest, I had her flipped around and hovering over me. Legs spread on either side of my hips, Bitty was at my mercy. The wild glint in her eyes only served to confirm just how much she needed this too.

I parted her swollen labia with my cock, letting our combined juices mix. Watched as they contracted—fucking tried to pull me inside her.

Instead, I pulled away and rubbed her clit against my length. The wetness covered me; dribbled down and caressed my heavy balls. Bliss, there was no other way to explain what I felt than motherfucking euphoria.

On the next pass through her slickened lips, Maya tightened her thighs and pushed against my hold.

“Not. Going. To. Fucking. Happen.” With both hands, I grasped her ass and squeezed down hard. I wouldn’t bruise her, but the red imprint would be left long after we were done. “Always so insatiable. No patience inside that little body whatsoever.”

“Fuck me,” she cried out. A plea. Loud and full of the hysteria I’d brought out in her.

“As you wish...” with a sharp flex of my hips, I was buried balls deep inside her “...baby.”

“Mother of fuck!” Her entire body locked down on me, and a gasp was caught in her throat. Pussy slick and walls fluttering, she tried like hell to force me in deeper.

I pulled out. All the way. Leaving just the tip inside.

“Beg me,” I snarled, fingers digging deep into her ass. “Beg for me to let you come.”

“Talan, please.” Wild with lust, my girl fisted my locks between slim fingers and snapped my head up toward her. For a moment I wanted to be pissed; she’d taken away my view of her pussy trying to grasp my dick and pull me in. But then, I saw her. That want and desperate need. She completely undid me. “Fuck me. Wreck me. Break me...” she took my lips in a searing kiss “...make my pussy yours again.”

Nothing else was said, the only sound in the room was the slapping of our skin and our harsh breathing. I owned—possessed her body and all she had to give and even then, as her body lost all strength and she fell against my chest, I took more.

As if she were a rag doll, I tossed her onto the couch and brought her legs up and over my shoulders. Leaning over her, I pistoned in and out. Brutal in the way I pounded into her tightness, pushed through and brought her to that proverbial edge.

“You want to come?” Pausing with just my head inside, I bit into the flesh of her thigh. “Need it?”

Yes, it was a motherfucking taunt. Didn’t give a fuck at that moment, but she needed our truth drilled into her. My come being the tattoo that seared her flesh.

No matter where we go in life or what may happen...Maya was mine.

“Yes.” That simple. One word. She knew her place beside me.

“Fuck, I love you.” With our lips pressed tightly together, I slammed back in. Rode her harder than I’d ever attempted to before.

“Jesus—”

“Isn’t here.” It left me as a guttural groan. Our combined scents infiltrated every square inch of the room. Heady, yet with a hint of her sweetness that pushed me past rationality. “Come, dammit!”

My fingers worked her quivering bundle of nerves in time with my thrusts. One, two, three tight circles over her clit, and my girl screamed.

Body convulsing, she locked her legs over my head. “Faster...so close.”

Doing the opposite, I thrust in a final time and held still. Her head snapped up, angry at my decision.

“Don’t.” Inside the quiet room my voice thundered, made her tremble. Maya loved to be dominated by my size and strength. “Spread those legs wider and hold still. You move, and I’ll come over your tits.”

“The fuck you...shit!” That’s what I thought. One pinch to her clit, and she was lost. Bitty could talk all the shit she wanted, but at the end of the day, her body spoke louder than her words.

I let her walls massage my cock while she thrashed beneath me. Nothing but her vice grip and cries of pleasure brought me over. Our combined juices overflowed from her swollen pussy and down to my balls.

This was nirvana.

This was home.

“How long have you been watching me sleep?” Warm and sleep rumpled, Maya opened her eyes and looked up at me from her place atop my chest. All night she’d clung to me. In constant contact, drawing from me the warmth she needed to sleep blissfully. “It’s a bit creepy, babe.”

“Hush, woman.” The hand I’d kept splayed across the expanse of her naked back twitched, my fingers warning her. “Too early for your sass.”

Bullshit, and she knew that too, but she did heed my warning. Didn’t care if she got angry with me, I’d torture her just the same.

“Don’t you dare, Talan Cox.” Using her right arm, she pushed her top half up and gave me the stink eye. “Tickle me, and it’s your ass.”

“I’m so afraid…” My fingers swept across her flesh and settled over her side, right where she was ticklish the most. That spot right below the curve of her breast. Her reaction was automatic; she squirmed against me, falling forward again and pressing her chest against my own.

“No!” Tiny hands swatted at mine, her finger nails digging into my skin. “Please, stop.”

Stilling my fingers, I leaned up and kissed her forehead. “Say sorry.”

“For what?” Bitty looked offended, as if I hadn’t warned her to behave. “Not my fault you are…what the fuck!” Before she could finish her asinine lies, I flipped us over with hips settling between her thighs.

“Say sorry.” Sitting back on my knees, I watched her. The way her chest heaved. The way those heated grey eyes dared me. The way her hot pussy wet the tip of my dick. “Apologize, or deal with the consequences.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

At that, I raised a brow. “You sure about that?”

“You suck.” She blew out a huff, her hair floating up from her face and landing in her eye. Adorable.

“No,” I crooned low, my finger coming up to trace the soft skin of her face and removing the part of her side bangs that were in the way. “That’s your job.”

“You ass,” she yelled out and sat up, pushing me back a bit. An opportunity she tried to take advantage of and failed. “I’m so going to make you pay for that.” Maya’s body connected with mine, and before I was pushed onto my back, I wrapped my arms around her waist and picked her up and off the mattress. “No fair using your brute strength. Let me go.”

“Apologize, Bitty.” A smack to the thigh caused her to stop mid-thrash against me. “I’m waiting.”

A twinkle appeared in her eyes that made me almost worried. Something about the way she became soft, plaint against me wasn’t comforting. There was no doubt that I could handle her, but not knowing where the strike was coming from left me uneasy.

“Guess you’ll be making friends with rosy palm today?” Jutting her chin out, she looked so proud while I simply gaped. As if she had won this round. Did Maya think that would ever work with me? Fuck and hell no.

“You’re cute.” Once again, and just because I could, I threw her on the bed and admired the way her breasts bounced with the movement. Closing her legs, she pushed back on the mattress with her feet and tried to escape over the side of the bed.

Mistake number one: she’d given me her back when she turned to jump off.