Grace Goodwin - The Virgins - Complete Boxed Set

“Maddox!” I cried as my world flipped over and I had a wonderful view of his well-formed bottom. I put my hands on his waist for balance, although I knew he would never drop me. I felt cool air on my bare skin as he carried me through the ship.

He was not gentle as he dropped me onto a bed. I bounced once and hissed at the pain as the bruises caused by the long day’s ride took their toll.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, looking me over, the intensity of his gaze unsettling. I was surprised he’d noticed my slight discomfort. I did not intend to allow it to stop me from taking his hard length deep inside me.

“It’s nothing.”

His eyes narrowed and he placed his hands on his hips, towering over me. “Do not lie to me, mate. I warned you what would happen.”

“I’m… I’m sore from the ride.”

He grinned then, white teeth bright against the dark scruff of his new beard. He twirled his finger in a circle in front of me. “Over on your belly.”

With a look over my shoulder, I turned onto my stomach. Going to the wall, he pulled something from a hidden drawer. I recognized it immediately. He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me onto his lap, my stomach across his thighs.

I squeaked a protest until he waved the ReGen wand over my bottom and upper thighs. I was amazed as my body felt first heat, then immediate relief. His palm followed the path of the wand, gently stroking, teasing, but I could feel the heat of his mark with every pass and it taunted me to move, to seek his touch even as the healing wand made me feel content to remain still.

Sighing, I relaxed my tense muscles and my legs fell open. Maddox sucked in a breath as he leaned over to lay the wand on the floor, his hand continuing to stroke over my skin.

“So beautiful,” he murmured, his fingers slipping between my thighs, touching me there. “So wet for me.”

I murmured my agreement as I wiggled my bottom, eager for more than just his fingertips brushing over my outer lips.

“So eager, too. First though, you need your punishment.”

Opening my eyes, I looked over my shoulder once again, saw his thick chest and shoulders, the intense look of pleasure on his face as he watched the actions of his hand between my thighs. His fingers probed my wet pussy, in and out in slow, unhurried movements that made me squirm.

With a sigh he stopped the intimate caress and laid his palm flat across my bottom. The other hand he placed on my lower back. “I warned you at the creek, Cassie. You’re mine now and you will not lie to me or disobey me when your life is in danger.”

“I didn’t—”

“You did. You tried to hide your pain from me. You lied when I asked you what was wrong.”

I didn’t understand the problem. “It’s not important. I’ve been saddle sore before. It will pass.”

He stared deeply into my eyes and spoke slowly, as if to emphasize his deeply held conviction on the subject. I felt like I was a child at school and he was the master. “Your pain is never unimportant. Not to me. You are the only thing that matters to me now, Cassie. I will take care of you. I will protect you. I will never leave you. But you must not lie to me. I warned you, and now it is time for you to learn there are consequences for your actions.”

“What are you—”

Smack!

“Maddox!” I yelled at him as his hand landed on my bare bottom yet again. I shoved at the bed with my arms but he was too big, too strong and I could not escape. Over and over, the sharp sting of his palm on my bottom became a steady heat that built and spread through my ass, my pussy, up to my breasts.

“You just used that wand to make me feel better and now you’re making it sore again!”

“Yes, you’re correct,” he replied. “But a spanking I will soothe not with the ReGen wand, but a good fucking instead.”

Smack!

Smack!

Smack!

I closed my eyes as he continued, shocked to discover I ached for the next strike of his palm, the next sharp bite of pain to spread through my body. I’d been hurting all day, mentally exhausted by everything that had occurred. In that moment, all the world’s terrors faded away, replaced by a buzzing tingle in my skin, the heat of his thighs and rough touch of his coarse leg hair beneath my breasts. My tears fell but I did not experience the agony that fueled them; it was as if my heart cried independent of my head. I didn’t have to think, I simply had to feel.

Pain flowed through me and I embraced the break from logic and worry.

When he finished, he stroked my back and thighs, soothing me with his gentle touch until my tears dried. With the tears gone and my mind blank, there was nothing left of me but the heat of his hands, the wet heat between my thighs demanding to be filled. I was no longer a thinking being, but a basic creature who had no thought beyond touch, taste, sound.

Desire.

Hooking his hand about my waist, he lifted me before him, stood and turned to place me so that I faced away from him on my hands and knees. He tangled his fist in my hair and shoved my head down so that I rested on my forearms, my ass up in the air like an offering. The fingers teased my wet core and I sucked in a sharp breath.

“You like when I punish you.”

I shook my head, my hair shifting over the bed. “No.”

He gave me a gentle swat and my inner walls clenched down on his fingers. “Lying again,” he tsked, then softened his words. “Should I spank you some more? I know you'll like it.”

“Maddox. Please.”

He slipped his fingers free and I felt his cock at my eager entrance.

“The punishment is over,” he murmured. “As I said, I’m going to fuck you now and make it all better. Claim you. When we return to Everis, I will wrap your body in gold. Your neck, wrists and ankles will be adorned and I will use the metal to restrain you, Cassie. To hold you still as I fuck you over and over, as I fill you with my seed.”

The idea his words conjured made me moan. “Yes.”

“Put your hands above your head and hold them there. Do not move.”

I obeyed without thinking, desperate to please him, anything to convince him to thrust forward with his hips and fill me with his huge cock, make me his forever.

“First, your pussy must be prepared.”

As he cupped my pussy with his hand, I groaned. “I’m ready.”

He smiled then, shook his head. “Not yet.”

Cassie

Not yet?

Two fingers slipped into me from behind, stretching me and filling me deep. I groaned again; this time it was his name that escaped.

“So wet and tight. You know how well my cock will fit, don’t you? Do you want me to fill you up? Do you want my cock here?” He thrust aggressively with his fingers, stretching me wider as his other hand pulled on my bottom. “Or my tongue?”

Oh, God.

His hand landed with a sharp sting on my ass when I did not immediately answer.

“Both.”

Images of both flooded my mind and I felt his fingers glide inside my wet core with ease as my arousal coated his fingers. I shifted my hips, moving them so his fingers could go deeper, mimicking how it would be if he worked his thick cock into me instead. His hand came down on my bottom, a light spank as his fingers worked the walls of my pussy from the inside. He struck an especially sensitive spot and I gasped in shock, my hips shifting forward, away from him, away from the intensity of that carnal touch.

His large hand wrapped around my hip and pulled me backward onto his fingers, hard.