Pulling out of her heat, he thrust back inside.
The heat of her pu**y surrounded him. Closing his eyes, he pounded inside her for several strokes.
Opening his eyes, he watched his slick c**k appear and disappear inside her. Her cum covered his c**k with each thrust.
“You’re so f**king beautiful,” he said.
Fucking her from behind, doggy style, was not what he wanted anymore. Withdrawing from her warmth, he reached up to the rope. Working the knot, he released her hands, and together they climbed up the bed. He took hold of her hands in his and pressed them down on either side of her head.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing him to her. Holding both of her hands within his, he reached down between them. Sliding the tip of his c**k through her slit, he coated his hard prick with her cream before moving down to press inside. She took every inch of him without complaint. Once he was all the way inside her pu**y, Devil closed his eyes basking in the feel of her.
He rested his head against hers.
“Devil?” she asked.
“Sh, I just want to feel you around me. This is what I love the most. I love holding you, knowing you’re all mine.”
Capturing her hands within his, he held them to the bed and pulled away so he could look down at her.
“I love you,” she said.
Leaning down, he took possession of her mouth. He wasn’t careful about the kiss he gave her. Sliding his tongue within her mouth, he deepened the kiss.
She opened up for him, meeting each of his strokes with her own tongue.
“That’s it, baby. Give me what I need,” he said.
Lexie kissed him back, and only when he couldn’t stand to simply be inside her did he start to move. Pumping his h*ps in and out of her, Devil took his time to build up a pace. He didn’t want this to be over yet. The only man he wanted Lexie to want was himself. Even if he died, he wanted it to be hard for her to replace him. He knew it was selfish, but he really didn’t care either way.
“You’re so f**king tight. I love being inside you, and I never want to f**king leave.”
“Please, Devil. Harder.”
He didn’t give her what she wanted right away. Devil made sure she earned it. She tightened her grip on his hands as she kissed him back.
Finally, he pulled all the way out of her body so that only the tip of him was inside her. Using all of his strength and force, he slammed back inside. The headboard hit the wall. There was no stopping his thrusts. Holding himself up from her but also keeping hold of her hands, Devil pounded inside her pu**y, watching her response to his thrusts. She cried out. Her lips opened to release her screams.
“I love you,” he said.
There was no stopping his thrusts now. He f**ked her hard, ramming in deep so that it was on the verge of pleasure and pain for her. Devil wanted to imprint and leave a brand on and inside her body so that she’d never forget about him.
Releasing one of her hands, he ordered her to touch herself. The only thing he was waiting for was for her to come all over his cock. He felt her hand stroking her bud.
Slowing his thrusts, he waited and watched her response. Her eyes sparkled with lust. She gasped as she grazed her clit. He knew she loved being filled with c**k when she was close to coming. Devil wasn’t going to deny her.
Within minutes her orgasm crashed over her. He didn’t stop thrusting inside her. Devil kept up his strokes, loving the feel of her pretty pu**y tightening around him.
“Fuck,” he said, growling the word. It was the only word he got out, and seconds later his orgasm took him by surprise. Holding onto her hands, he pressed his head to hers.
Blood pounded through his veins as the pleasure pulsed throughout him.
Releasing her hands, he held Lexie tight to him.
“I love you,” she said.
“I love you, too.”
Kissing her neck, he breathed in the scent of her.
“Is there anything I can say that will stop you from leaving?” she asked.
He looked down at her seeing the worry back in her eyes. “Don’t spoil tonight.”
“We’re about more than good sex,” she said. “The thought of you dying makes it hard for me to breathe.”
He stroked her nose, seeing the pain in her eyes.
“You need to stop worrying. I’m going to do everything in my power to come back to you.”
Her hands were resting on his back while he stared down at her. His c**k was flaccid but remained inside her.
“I don’t want to think about tomorrow,” he said.
“Then let’s not. We’ve got tonight together.”
He released her body, pulling out of her tight warmth. Standing up, he tugged on her hand and picked her up in his arms.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
“We’re going to have a wash and then we’re going to f**k. I’m banning talk for the rest of the night. You don’t need to worry about the future. I’ll take care of all of our futures.”
Entering the bathroom, he was careful not to bang her head on the doorframe. She rested her head against his chest.
He liked doing this, holding his woman in his arms and caring for her. Lexie gave him a reason for living. Turning the shower on, he placed her on the floor and brought her closer to him.
“Now, I’m going to wash you, and you’re going to love every second that I touch you.” He pushed her hair off her shoulders, revealing her body to his touch.
The future could wait while he spent the night loving her.
Chapter Eighteen
Staring down at his woman, who was finally sleeping after a night of loving, Devil was tempted to climb back in bed and stay with her. He couldn’t do it no matter how much he wanted to. The rest of the club was going to be waiting for him. Some of his men were staying behind to look after the women, but several of his men were coming with him. Even as he thought this, he didn’t walk away from her. In sleep she looked relaxed, happy. He didn’t want to cause her any more pain.
“No matter what happens, Lex, I love you.” He pressed a kiss to her head and left the room. Phoebe was stood across the hall, grasping Vincent’s jacket.
“Please, don’t go,” she said.
“I’ve got to, baby. I can’t stay here knowing the risk that bastard poses to our kids.”
Phoebe looked up to him. “You’ll take care of him, right? Make sure he comes back to me alive.”
Devil nodded. “I’ll do everything I can to make sure we all come back alive.”
Phoebe still didn’t look happy. The tears were falling from her face faster than Vincent could wipe them away.