Her Shelter (Angels Halo MC Next Gen Book 6) by Terri Browning (best ebook reader for laptop .txt) 📗

Her tears dried up, and she smiled down at me. I fisted my cock, holding it so that she could do whatever she wanted with it.

She shifted, positioning her opening right over my tip. I clenched my jaw and told myself to stay perfectly still as her wetness scalded the head of my cock. A few droplets spilled down my shaft, and I prayed for my willpower to hold strong.

Slowly, the tip entered her once again, and she eased down an inch at a time. I watched her face for signs of discomfort or pain. As my girth stretched her, she flinched a little, but that didn’t stop her. My little treasure only took more and more, rocking back and forth to work my thickness carefully into her tightness.

Sweat beaded on my forehead and the back of my neck. I still held on to the base of my dick, her pussy not even taking half of me yet, but fuck, she was determined.

My tip hit resistance, and she whimpered for the first time in pain instead of pleasure. I hated that sound. Didn’t matter that I was seconds from spilling every drop of come in my balls. Her pained little whines were enough to drive me crazy. I released my cock, ready to grab her and pull her off me. But she must have read my intent in my eyes because she thrust herself down until she was seated to the hilt on my hardness.

“Jesus Christ,” I bellowed.

I’d been fucking around since I was fourteen years old. Any girl who wanted to spread her legs for me, I was ready to go. But not a single one of them had ever made me feel this good. Fuck, I couldn’t even remember any of their names or faces as Delaney squirmed from side to side, trying to get her body more accustomed to my invasion.

There was only her. I no longer had a past. There was just this girl, this little treasure I’d been miraculously blessed with. She was my first, because this was the first time I’d ever felt something other than lust.

I wanted Delaney for life.

I’d already known that, but the realization only grew stronger with her virgin blood dripping down my balls while her nails curled into my chest.

The only way I’d ever let this beautiful creature go was when the angel of death dragged my soul deep into the pits of hell.

Sitting upright, I cupped her ass, holding her still so she could adjust to the tree trunk stretching her to the point of pain. I could tell it was hurting her because her brows were pinched together, but there was a brightness in her eyes that I knew was reflected in my own. This feeling of completion was thrumming in my chest, telling me there was nothing in the universe righter than being a physical part of my treasure.

“Are you okay?” I asked, speaking and signing the words.

She gave a tiny nod, but I lifted a brow, and she murmured a small, “Yes,” knowing I needed the verbal response.

“You are so beautiful,” I told her, pushing her hair back from her face. “You’re doing so good, baby. Just breathe through the pain. It will pass.”

“You’re so big.”

My cock liked her words, the stupid bastard thickening even more inside her and causing her to whimper as her delicate, shredded inner flesh protested. I stroked a hand over her perfect ass, trying to soothe her. When my fingers skimmed closer to her back entrance, I felt her clench around me in response, and I knew she liked that.

Fighting a smirk, I did it again, getting the same result. Her whimper this time was a mixture of pain and pleasure, her channel starting to gush with her wetness and ease her death grip on my cock ever so slightly. I kissed her shoulder, then nipped my way up her neck while continuing to tease around her tiny little asshole.

She was too small back there for me to ever try to take her that way. But if my girl liked it, I would buy her any toy she wanted, and I’d play with her for hours if that was what she needed.

“Max,” she cried out, burying her face in my neck as she clung to me. Her hips were trying to lift, but she was stretched to the brink, and the small action was difficult for her.

Groaning, I stood and then carefully lowered her to the edge of the bed. I had to drop to my knees so I could stay inside her, and I began to thrust in and out of her at a slow, steady pace.

“No!” she screamed, and I froze, scared I was hurting her.

“Baby—”

“No!” she screamed again. “More. Harder. P-please.”

I clenched my eyes closed, knowing if I took her harder, I was going to blow within ten seconds flat. But I couldn’t deny her anything.

Pulling back, I sank deep inside her, and she cried out in elation but begged for more. Her cry for more spurred me on, and I gripped her hips, pounding into her until I couldn’t see straight, while trying to hold back erupting so she could go over first.

“M-Max,” she gasped. “Close.”

I stroked my thumb over her clit, and her walls started clenching around my shaft. I saw stars from the pleasure, but that didn’t stop me. Throwing my head back, my neck muscles practically spasming as I tried to hold on, I kept pounding her delicate little pussy until she screamed my name.

The sound of my name on her lips mixed with the way her inner walls were rippling around my cock shot me into oblivion, and I exploded deep inside her tight, sweet wonderland.

11

Delaney

I was sure I lost consciousness at some point. One minute, I was half off the bed, Max still deep inside me. The next, I was lying in the center of the bed, and Max was using a warm washcloth to carefully clean between my