We hadn’t turned on any lights, and night had fallen, so it was mostly dark when I stepped back onto the bedroom. Still, I could see Erin’s green eyes on me as much as I could feel them. I climbed into bed and shifted her onto her side before wrapping myself around her spoon style. “Stop overthinking this, baby,” I grunted, knowing the gears in her head were turning. “Relax and get some sleep.”
9
Erin
Mind-blowing orgasms worked better than a sleeping pill because I went out like a light last night even though my mind was racing. But all those thoughts were still there when I woke up as the sunlight started to stream through the blinds. My life had changed in the blink of an eye. I’d gotten away from the Devil’s Jesters and no longer needed to worry about being pressured into sleeping with a guy who grossed me out in order to save myself from being pushed into having sex with a bunch of bikers who I found even more disgusting. And I’d somehow landed in bed with a smoking hot tattoo artist who was doing the exact opposite. I’d basically offered my virginity up to Patriot on a silver platter last night, but he hadn’t taken me. Even though his hard-on had been obvious, he’d cautioned me against making an impulsive decision and kept it in his pants...at least until he’d gone into the bathroom to clean up.
No matter how powerful the release he’d given me had been, I still couldn’t believe I’d managed to fall asleep with his naked, muscular body wrapped around mine. With the moonlight coming through the window behind me, I’d barely been able to see what he was packing in those jeans of his. Or the piercing Breaker had mentioned. Twisting in his hold, I held my breath as I stared at his gorgeous face. His eyelids didn’t flutter, and I didn’t see anything to make me think that he was going to wake up soon.
With him sleeping so soundly, I decided that it was the perfect time to give in to my curiosity. I was super careful as I lifted the sheet to peek under it, but I had underestimated his reflexes. I’d barely gotten an eyeful of his piercing—which consisted of four metal balls, top and bottom, and on each side—when his fingers wrapped around my wrist and he growled, “If you keep looking at my cock like that, you’re going to get a fuck of a lot more than you bargained for.”
My head jerked up, my cheeks filling with heat at getting caught gawking at his rapidly growing dick. “Like what?”
He pulled the sheet from my grip with his free hand before using the other to guide my fingers down to his hard-on. “Every single inch of my cock buried inside your virgin pussy.”
It felt as though my hand was wrapped around velvet-covered steel. “What happened to all that stuff you said last night about waiting for me to be truly ready?”
“I’m barely holding on to my control here, Cherry.” His hips lifted off the mattress, pressing his hard length deeper into my palm. “Another minute of you touching me, and it’ll be blown to smithereens.”
My need for him was just as strong, and I didn’t see a good reason for us to hold back. Gliding my hand up and down, I whispered, “Touch, touch, touch.”
“Fuuuuck,” he groaned, his dick pulsing against my palm. “Now you’ve done it, baby.”
That was all the warning I got before he flipped me onto my back, covering my body with his muscular frame. Since we were both already naked, every inch of his hot skin was pressed against mine. The crown of his dick nudged my entrance, and my thighs instinctively parted to give him better access. His cock slid up through my folds and I gasped at the sensation of the piercing on my clit. “You ready to give yourself to me for good?” He glided back down until just the tip of his shaft had slipped inside me.
“Uh-huh,” I sighed, wiggling my hips to try to bring him closer. I’d gone from sound asleep to completely turned on in the blink of an eye. The power that Patriot had over my body should’ve been scary, but I was too busy enjoying what he made me feel to worry about how vulnerable I was to him.
I clutched at his shoulders as he claimed my mouth in a deep kiss, my nails digging into his skin. His tongue tangled with mine for several minutes until he pulled back and nipped at my bottom lip. When he lowered his head to suck on one of my pebbled nipples, I trembled beneath him, thrusting my chest up to push my breasts deeper into his mouth. I was writhing in need when he finished playing with the other side.
The muscles in his arms flexed as he kissed his way down my body, swirling his tongue around my belly button before moving lower to flick my clit. “Gonna make you come fast and hard this time. Need your pussy to be ready to take me.”
“Oh, yes! Patriot, please. More,” I panted, clutching his scalp as his tongue slid between my drenched folds.
He shifted above me and wrapped his hand around my neck, lightly squeezing. “Patrick.”
I gulped against his hold, enjoying the slight constriction as I tried to make sense of why he’d said his first name. “Huh?”
“You used the right name last night when I had my mouth on your pretty pussy.” He bit down on the crease of my inner thigh. “I meant it when I said that I want you to call me Patrick, baby.”
“Patrick, please don’t stop,” I begged, already close to the edge just from the sting of his bite.
“That’s right, baby. I want to hear you scream my name while you come.” His breath was hot against my skin before he started to devour me, licking and sucking until I flew over the edge.
My inner walls were still fluttering when he settled between my thighs again, wrapping my legs around his waist. His dick was perfectly lined up with my pussy, the tip pressing against my opening. The metal from his piercing was cool against my heated skin. Before I had time to come down from my release and second-guess my decision, he
punched his hips forward and tore through the proof of my innocence.
Feeling pain so soon after the intense pleasure of my orgasm left me disoriented. I sucked in a deep breath, tears welling in my eyes as my nails dug into Patrick’s shoulders. “Shit, baby. I’m so sorry it hurts. I swear I’ll make up for the pain with all the pleasure you want.”
I gave my hips an experimental wiggle, awed by how full I felt with him inside me. “I’m not sure what I expected, but it isn’t that bad.”
“Oh, we can do a fuck of a lot better than not that bad,” he rasped before brushing his lips over mine.
When he pulled his hips back, his piercing dragged against my inner walls, making me gasp in stunned pleasure. “Oh, wow. That feels so good.”
“So good is an improvement, but still not what I’m looking for.” His fingers dug into my hips, and he started to drive back into me, lifting me up to meet his thrust. There was a possessive gleam in his eyes as he stared down at me. “I need you to be as addicted to my cock as I am to your pussy because I’m the only man you’ll ever have. You’re mine, and nobody else will ever get to see you like this.”
With his dick anchored deep inside me, he dropped his head to lick across the upper swell of my left breast. Then he sucked hard enough to leave a mark on my skin—my first hickey. My pussy clenched around his hard length, making him chuckle. “You like being branded by me, don’t you, Cherry?”