Lose Control ~ Teddy Swims
"Da—ah!” I screamed as Dane’s hand came down on my pussy.
He did this in the car on the drive over here, but this wasn’t something I’d experienced before him. I turned to look over my shoulder when three fingers thrust inside of me. I arched my back and moaned. Lifting my hips to present myself. I should be embarrassed, but I wasn’t. The only thing on my mind was Dane and his fingers. I was so wet; the noises were obscene, but only heightened my pleasure.
“What am I going to do with you?” his sultry voice filled the space.
“Mm… make me come,” I breathed. His fingers drove in and out of me at a painfully slow pace. I wriggled my hips and ground against his fingers. Need had tak
“Just look at you,” Dane groaned.I was a mess; a whirlwind of feelings. My body screamed different things at once. I wanted to crawl away from him, clawing at the rug until I could free myself before I died from cock. But a not so small voice moaned and begged for him to fuck me so there was nothing but him. My pussy twitched around him. Everything hurt. He grabbed a handful of hair and yanked so my chin lifted and my eyes were on the ceiling. The painful grip on my waist would bruise tomorrow, but something flared inside of me. I loved how possessive he was being. I craved his next move.“There she is,” he grunted as our eyes locked.My neck was stretched at an odd angle. The tendons were being pulled and it was uncomfortable, but all I could focus on was him. Dane always looked like he was in control, but as I stared into his eyes, a storm stared back at me. He withdrew and it was as if my guts were rushing to fill the empty space left behind. He took his time, easing out of me so
The sound of his balls slapping violently and the fire crackling echoed through the room. I thought I’d given myself over to Dane, but I’d been wrong. The combination of him knowing what I needed before I even said the word that would stop it all and knowing I’d been hurt before I could explain it was overwhelming. I have cried a multitude of times over the last few months, but I’d never felt as raw, as seen, as I did now. As my cheek burned against the rug as Dane pummeled into me, as my pussy wept and squelched, and as my orgasm caused my vision to go white.“Fuck. This pussy was made for me. You’re my own personal cum rag, aren’t you?” Dane growled.My mouth hung open, but nothing came out. There wasn’t a single thought in my head. The only thing I could do was focus on the way he pulled out of me, causing obscene sounds, only to slam into me like the world would end if he didn’t. The silence, the peace, this man brings me is shocking. My vision clears and ebony hair blocks my view
“Oh,” I moaned.Weight pushed me into the bed and held me down, but that’s not what pulled me from the deepest of sleep. It was the heat that burned low in my belly, the spark at my clit, and the tension that threatened to break the bars keeping my eyelids closed. My nipples were hard and wet, and my back arched. Lewd sounds followed by a growl had everything tightening. My toes curled as something rubbed against my clit mercilessly, and something warm and hard thrust into my ass. Instead of fear, I felt heightened pleasure. Opening my eyes, I found nothing but a high ceiling. When I looked down, I found a large arm holding me down, my legs were spread like a v and hung over shoulders.Dane.Dark hair, brows pinched in concentration, my eyes widened as his wet dripping tongue pointed toward me. Our eyes locked as his tongue thrust into my ass. My initial reaction is shock and fear, but it quickly ebbs away as Dane banishes thoughts of anyone but him. I open my mouth to whisper his nam
The bed dipped, and as I looked over my shoulder, I saw him sitting upright. He was magnificent. Staring at him, my gaze trailed along the ink on his arms, the light in his eyes that told me he was feeling playful, and those thick lips of his that had just done unbelievable things to me. He lunged, and I squeaked. His hands were on me, grabbing me by the hips, he lifted me and placed on his lap. Goddess, did his cock ever go down? It sat beneath my ass.“Where do you think you’re going?” Dane asked.“Oh, you know. I’ve got things to do, places to go, people to see,” I said nonchalantly. I was feeling alert. As if he wasn’t looking at me like I was prey.“I don’t think so,” he murmured huskily.“I didn’t know I needed your permission to do as I pleased,” I baited.Dane closed his eyes, and when they opened, his wolf was present. He jumped to his feet, taking me with him. Before I could ask him what in the world was going on, he threw me over his shoulder. His hand smacked my cheek, and
“You’re the only one. I did those things because it was you,” Dane rasped.“You expect me to believe that you’d do all of those things for someone you’d never met?” I asked.“I expect nothing but what you have to offer,” Dane said.I don’t know what it was, but it felt like too much. He was too much. I needed to get away, but Dane refused to release me as I shook my head. He hovered right in front of me, not above me. He treated me as an equal, he spoke to me as someone he valued, and he waited patiently for me to speak like what I said mattered. The walls were closing in and the clouds promised to help me dive into the dark abyss I was used to.His body served as barrier, unbending against he winds of depression. His eyes held me captive, demanding I believe him. He refused to let me look anywhere but at him. He wanted me to hear him, feel him, trust him. Of course, I heard him. I knew I was being ridiculous. I felt like an idiot for crying over women wanting him, when I just slept w
Surprise. That’s what had my eyebrows diving into my hairline. The meaning behind Dane’s words were clear, but my mind wouldn’t process them in correlation with myself. Stripped bare in front of this man with my his hand on my neck, my pulse thrummed beneath his thumb.The things that would make me nervous on a daily basis, weren’t. Why? Because of his big dick? No. Dane waving his cock around didn’t make my trauma disappear. My body and brain have been at odds since he showed up at the party and dragged me to his car. I couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled up and fell from my lips. I felt like I was going to crack. I’d blame my hysteria on exhaustion.“I didn’t know you were a king, but I think you’re mistaken.”“About what exactly?” Dane asked as he cocked his head.“I am no queen,” I murmured in comedic disbelief.Steel eyes darkened to a stormy gray, and the hand wrapped around my throat squeezed. After the abuse I’d suffered at the hand of the man who was supposed to love me, I
“To you, the woman still living under him. Leave. There's a Daddy with a fatty out there more than willing to make it all better." ----------------- Author's Note: Welcome back! This book is a little different from my other ones, but my P A T R E O N readers LOVED it, so I decided to pull it from there and share it with you guys now! This book will have scheduled updates until the completion of book 1. This book will then go on Hiatus until I am ready to begin updates for book 2. If you are new to me, thanks for taking a chance! I am so very happy to have you here. Please read the CWs and take care of your mental health. This book is very special to my heart and I hope you like it! The paperback will soon be available on my s h o p, but until then I hope you enjoy this small piece of my soul. At any time, if you find yourself struggling mentally, please take a step back. I appreciate you coming here, but at no time do I want you hurting yourself. Thank you for support and willingne
VeraThree years later“I don’t know, Ami…” I trailed off.“Why not? Give me a reason why? Is there a reason you don’t want to? Aren’t you angry?” Ami asked.Of course, I was angry, but Ami was even angrier in my stead. Ami is my best friend and has been since we both went to Alpha’s Academy. She was a hybrid mix of werewolf and vampire. The two conflicting halves were constantly at war with each other, and she suffered from it. We had been apart for years, but we were just as close as we had been when we were young. Seeing someone every day didn’t define a friendship. She was closer to me than all nine of my siblings. Sometimes blood wasn’t thicker than water.“Why are you still worried about him? After everything he’s done, he doesn’t deserve any of your thoughts!” Ami yelled through the phone.My ear was ringing, but my best friend was right. She had told me time and time again to leave him, but I never did. I stayed with him, and for what? I wanted to laugh, but I couldn’t. I don’