The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway

Book 1 Chapter 27 

One of his fingers circle my clit, the other gently probes by an asshole and I‘m overcome by the dark pleasure it brings. I start to come for the third time, and he pushes the tip of his finger inside and I yell out, panting as waves of pleasure wash over me. I collapse back onto the table, pressing my damp forehead against the cool surface. I ache with the need to be filled, and when I feel him rub his blunt tip up and down, coating himself in my juices, I grin like the Cheshire cat, knowing I‘m about to get exactly what I want. 

He pushes into me in one smooth thrust, and I gasp, my lungs temporarily unable to function as he stretches me so completely. He moves his hand from my clit up to my hair, tangling his hands in it to get a good grip. He pulls so I‘m raised up off the desk slightly, and then begins to pound into me. I moan uncon trollably with every thrust, pushing back to meet him each time. 

‘Touch yourself, he growls, and my hand clumsily reaches down to do as he asks. 

It briefly crosses my mind how sordid we must look, stark naked and carnally fucking against à desk. But that thought is forgotten as Jayce picks up the pace, pounding into me with such vigor the table moves forward with each thrust, effectively moving us across the room, rather comical really. I begin to come again, and he pulls harder on my hair, Ilean back to reduce the strain and let out a scream in a voice I bare ly recognize as my own. I clench around him, he releases his grip on my hair so that I can fall forwards against the desk, little shivers of pleasure still running through me. 

My hands stop rubbing and he immediately lets go of my neck and takes over, his ministrations almost hurt as I‘ve come so hard already. 

‘I can‘t, I pant, gripping the table as he fucks me relentlessly. 

‘You can and you will, he grunts, his hands move to my hips and he holds me in place whilst he slams into me, his crotch slapping against my ass with each thrust. Without any warning, he pushes his finger full inside my asshole and it‘s my undoing. I clench around him, and I scream his name, moaning breathlessly as I feel him release inside me. 

‘Fuck, Myra, he curses behind me and hearing the raw desire in his voice extends my orgasm. Black dots form in my vision and I wait to come down from my high, but I don‘t, the pleasure continually pulsing through my body. 

Eventually, it stops, and we both collapse on the table. It creaks loudly and I cry out as it caves in under our weight and falls to the floor in pieces. We fall with it and the two of us lie naked in a pile of wooden legs and boards. 

‘Are you okay?‘ Jayce asks worriedly, I‘m amused by his question when he was fucking me as if he hat ed me a moment ago. 

we both burst out laughing. I double over and hold my stomach, wiping tears from my eyes at the fact we broke

precise moment, the doorbell

instantly go silent and

and my eyes widen in

what are we gonna do?‘ I ask and we both get up out of the

pulls me close and kisses me, so my already weak knees finally give in. He holds

love you, he tells me hoarsely, and I‘m unable to

a man who can fuck me like that and then afterward look at me with such love and

I reply, kissing

away and slaps my ass as

have no clothes because Jayce ripped them off last night. I have to settle for a pair of his boxers and a large t–shirt as an

Sort of. 

I‘d usually wear.

face, when I‘m presentable, I come downstairs to see my

darling, Mum rushes forwards and hugs me I glance at Dad over her shoulder and shake my head in disbelief

me in his

at something, he teases and I roll my eyes

mate ripped them off in the

Jayce wraps his arms around me from behind and rests his chin on my shoulder.

doing, he says and