Finn's Shot (Eden's Odyssey Book 1) by Tiffani Lynn Read Free Book Online Page B

filling the room. As
rough as I’m being, it’s possible I’m hurting her, but I can’t make myself
stop. I want her to remember tomorrow when she’s no longer with me who owns her
pussy. Who her man is. It’s me. If she won’t say it, at least she’ll remember
that I claimed her like no other man can.
    “Who is your man, Darcy?” I
demand.
    “I need to come, Finn. Please
let me come!”
    “Not ’till you say it out
loud. Who is your man?” I pause, the sweat running down my neck and chest.
    Wearing only her skirt, she uses
the break in action to twist and scramble away, her breasts bouncing with the
effort to escape. She doesn’t realize I’ve gone all caveman on her, ready to
chase if she really plans to run. I stalk her ’till her back hits the window with
a small thud. When I get to her, I cage her with my arms and bend to suck the rosy
peak of her breast into my mouth, scraping with my teeth as she grips my hair.
I move to the other one and repeat the process. Then I reach under her skirt to
find that she’s still dripping for me, so I hook my hand under her knee and
lift her leg.
    She jumps up and wraps those
sexy legs around my waist and impales herself on my cock. I grip her hands and
push them above her head, holding them there. She’s pinned to the wall, breasts
jutted out, muscles quivering beneath me, and she’s so fucking beautiful. Then
I pump my hips, driving into her, never breaking eye contact.
    With every thrust she cries,
“Finn. Finn. Finn”
    “Say it. You know what I need
to hear.” I snarl at her.
    She shakes her head.
    “Say it, and I’ll let you
come.”
    She shakes her head again, so
I stop thrusting and hold still. My cock is like a skewer, holding her against
the enormous window.
    “Have you been with anyone
else?”
    “No.” It’s a quiet whimpered
confession.
    “Do you want to be with
anyone else?”
    Her eyes are wide as she
shakes her head. “No.”
    “Then you’re mine. We both know
it. Just admit it. Say it out loud, Darcy!”
    I start thrusting again as
the muscles ripple inside her and grip me like a vice. I place both her hands
in one of mine lifting them above her head and slip my free hand between us to
stroke her clit, and she goes off like a rocket right after I make contact. I
increase my pace and shoot off inside of her, harder than I probably ever have
before and release her hands. I bury my face in her neck and grip her ass
cheeks with my palms. Then I carry her to my room and deposit her on the bed. Before
I crawl on top of the comforter to lie next to her I deposit the condom in the
trash. She doesn’t move so I tug her up onto my body. She’s now sprawled on me
like a starfish and I wish there was a way to keep her here, just like this. I
stroke her back, neck and ass checks with long gentle strokes.
    “I’m sorry I was so rough. I
have no idea what got into me.” I whisper into the quiet room.
    “It’s okay. I love it rough.
I just don’t understand why you want to claim me. There are things you don’t
know and that’s not going to change.”  The resignation in her voice is
apparent.
    “You keep saying that, but I
can’t imagine what those things would be. Just tell me. I promise to listen and
not judge.”
    “I can’t. It’s not going to
happen. Can’t we just drop it and enjoy what we have?”
    “I can’t, because the thought
of you with someone else flays me. I can’t be held responsible for what I’ll do
if I find out you’ve been with someone else. I want you for myself. I don’t
share well, Darcy.”
    “I can’t talk to you about
this. I’m not seeing anyone else right now, but this is not supposed to be
serious. It can’t be.”
    I don’t say anything else
tonight, but I know I can’t just drop it. The more I spend time with her, the
more I want to claim her as mine. I shift her so I’m spooning her and roll back
to turn off the bedside lamp. When I roll back into her, she grabs my hand and
pulls it tight