Lost Heartbeats (Alexander & Maya Book 2) (7 page)

“You can fight back as much as you want, Maya. Tonight…tonight it will only make it better for both of us.”

“What are you talking about? Do I look like I’m fighting back?” I moaned when he pulled my nipple deep into a suction.

“Grip me, hurt me, bite me. Do whatever you want to do, sweetheart, because you’re gonna get it hard and you’re gonna get it all night. It’s only fair if you give it back just as hard. This is me giving you permission.”

“I didn’t know I needed any type of permission when I’m in bed with you.”

His fingers dug into my thighs and a delicious pain mixed with the pleasure his lips were giving. He balanced everything so perfectly that it was hard not to admire his hold on himself. If it was me and his body wasn’t holding me down, I would climb on his lap and sink myself onto his cock in the blink of an eye, taking everything I needed from him and knowing he was enjoying every second of it.

“You never need any permission when my body is in question. I was simply mentioning it just in case you decided to hold back.”

His lips trailed down from my breasts, my stomach quivering with anticipation of where he was heading. He planted a small, sweet kiss just below my navel. Then our eyes met.

The look on his face…

The hunger…

I loved it. I loved everything about him. Every touch. Every word out of his mouth.

One of his hands let go of my thigh and he put one of his fingers directly over my clit, pressing and circling.

“Eyes on me,” he growled when my eyes started to close.

“We have four months to cover, Maya. When I say
hard
, don’t underestimate me. Are you with me? We’ll go at it until the morning light fills this room.”

“Okay,” I whispered, my body already trembling.

“Good. Now, I need to taste you as I open you up for me.” His warning wasn’t enough to steel my body. His lips closed around my clit and he sucked in, causing my body to lift up from the bed from the suddenness, the sharpness of the move.

I had to bite on my cheek to keep my screams inside as he worked three fingers back inside me again, his tongue licking relentlessly.

“Ohhh, fuck, Alexander.”

My hands found their way back to his hair and I gripped even tighter than before. There was no damn way that I wasn’t hurting him, yet all it did was elicit a deep groan from him as he closed his lips around my clit and sucked deeper.

Opening my legs wider, straining every single muscle in my body, I whimpered for him. If I hadn’t been so lost in everything he was making me feel, I would have been shocked at how fast he had gotten me to the edge, but my brain wasn’t working anymore. At least not the way it was supposed to.

“Yes. Yes. I’m so close. I’m so close,” I kept chanting.

His groans mixed with my moans and screams filled my ears. I pulled his head firmer against me and as an answer he curved his fingers and reached my G-spot.

I gasped.

“You like this?” he asked.

I wasn’t planning on answering him at all. I was so close to losing myself that I could already feel the small tremors in my sex, my muscles twitching and tightening.

“Alexander,” I whispered my plea, my voice long gone.

I could barely breathe through the pressure that was building in my body.

“Come on, baby. Give it to me. Don’t fight. I’ll fuck you through other orgasms, just let it go,” he growled.

Hearing his words started a tingle all throughout my body, and when his lips closed around my clit again, he sucked hard once, twice—I flew.

Hard.

High.

My sex clenching, hips bucking, I screamed his name.

Letting go of his hair, I clutched the sheets, trying to press myself down to his mouth.

“Shit, baby. Look at you,” Alexander murmured, somewhere over my writhing body.

His fingers slowed down, and he pulled them out. Then his mouth was on me again, slipping inside, licking every drop out of me. My legs shook, and I begged him to give me a minute to catch my breath, but it fell on deaf ears.

My nerves out of control, I shook and gasped as he worked me over, stealing every little tremor my body was offering him.

His warm hand was a soothing caress against my skin, almost stopping my shakes as he slowed down.

The beating of my heart, my pulsing sex.

Bliss.

He was untainted, unmistakable bliss.

Just when I thought I would melt into my bed, I felt his wet lips against my stomach as he pressed a soft kiss against my skin.

Through the darkness, I watched him make his way to my lips, his cock hot and hard, feeling bigger than I remembered against my leg.

Another soft kiss landed just at the corner of my mouth as I tried to catch my breath.

“Shhh, my beautiful baby. Calm down.”

“I-I’m sh-shaking,” I whispered, as if he couldn’t feel my body twitching against his.

“I know. It’s beautiful,” he said and took my lips, letting me taste myself from his tongue. I was eager for him, thirsty.

I could feel the bond connecting us together close in tighter around me, my heart skipping and jumping at every touch of his fingertips.

I remembered exactly why I’d thought I was out of my league when it came to Alexander.

“Until the morning light, Maya. Remember?” he whispered against my lips. With that, he disconnected himself from my body and straightened up.

After taking a deep breath, I let my eyes wander across his body. His thumbs slipped under the band of his briefs, and as my eyes stayed glued to his—
God!
Exactly how big was he again? Eight inches?
Nine?
It was hard to believe that thing had been in me just a few hours before.

“See something you like?” he asked, crawling onto the bed again as he placed his hands on either sides of my shoulders.

“More like scared,” I murmured under my breath.

Then he was looking at me in a way that would render any red-blooded woman speechless. I gazed back into his blues and felt him line up his cock with my opening.

“Still with me, right, Maya?”

The head of his cock slipped in and I whimpered.

“Yes,” I moaned.

He gave me more. Slowly.

“Yeah, moan for me, baby. I love every noise you make when I’m filling you like this.” His own breathing was uneven, and I could feel how much he was holding back by the way his arms were slightly shaking.

He withdrew and then pressed in again, just a few inches.

“Give me more,” I gasped. “No holding back, right? Don’t worry, I won’t break.”

He stilled his movements completely.

“I would never break you, Maya. Not in any way,” he said harshly, then pushed all the way in, causing me to close down on him as my body had trouble adjusting to his size.

“Shit,” I screamed, my legs wide open and shaking. If I hadn’t been wet to the point where I could hear the proof of it, it would’ve been uncomfortable, but it felt too good to be full of Alexander to care about the small pain.

“You good?” he asked as he started to work my pussy, pushing in deep and then pulling out just a few inches.

He kept at me until I was a breathless mess under him, my fingers digging into his forearms, trying to hold on. When he buried himself deep into me and ground his hips, my eyes rolled back into my head and a small, sharp, and most definitely unexpected orgasm ripped through me.

Burying my face into his neck, I whimpered.

His skin was hot against mine, his beautiful body glistening with sweat. All I could see and feel was him. How he filled me, how he connected me to himself in a way I knew no one ever would again.

“Alex,” I whispered, still clenching around him, my heart beating in my throat.

He drew his head back and his hips stilled. “Maya, I want to hear my full name from your lips, understand? Nothing less, nothing more. I’m always Alexander to you.”

With that, he drew back and slammed into me, shaking the bed with his force. The headboard thumped against the wall and I smiled. Shakily, I might add.

I didn’t know if I would make it to the morning light, but I strongly believed that this would be the best way to die.

In Alexander’s arms.

On the edge.

In love.

No. No. No. Not in love,
I thought, closing my eyes. Not this again.

When he demanded my eyes, I gave them to him. I realized I had probably already given my heart and soul to this man. How could I deny him the connection we would have through our eyes?

I knew what he saw when he looked down at me because I saw the exact same thing; I just wasn’t brave enough to accept it. I doubted he was either.

When he hit a specific deep spot in me, I groaned and lifted my hips. My body was already wound up tight—it was only a matter of seconds before I would come all over him again.

I hung on to him and our bare chests pressed together. His smooth skin sent tingles through my sensitive nipples, the night filled with our groans as he took me higher and higher.

“Talk to me,” I whispered. I loved hearing his voice; I needed it to jump off that edge again.

God… The way his hips kept slamming against me. Skin against skin. The sounds our bodies made.

My head spun so I closed my eyes.

Leaning down, his tongue traced my neck, and I turned my head. Opening myself more to him as he opened other parts of my body.

“I love every fucking inch of your body,” he said furiously. “I love fucking you, feeling you go all slick around me. Hearing your whimpers. I fucking love it all.” Surprised at his tone, I opened my eyes to look at him.

His brows were furrowed, his face tight with control, though he was starting to lose it.

Lifting one of my legs up, I hugged it to his waist, then opened the other one as wide as I could manage without hurting myself. His angle changed and somehow he slid in deeper.

Fucking me within an inch of my life.

“Admit it, Maya. You love it when I’m hard on you,” he said, his voice low.

The twitching started again, so I groaned louder, and he quieted me with a kiss.

It was a mess, our mouths crashing against each other, our teeth knocking. He bit down on my bottom lip, his hips out of control as he pounded into me.

Our breaths coming in gasps, I think we were both waiting for the other to lose control, and I was afraid I wasn’t strong enough to hold on to my sanity for much longer.

When I said his name, his body shuddered.

“Are you gonna come for me again, baby?”

“Yes,” I cried out. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh god!”

“Shit, you make me so hard. Love it, Maya. Fucking missed this.”

The way his shoulders bulged and moved over me…

Not being able to hold back another second, I bit down on his shoulder to stop a scream that was threatening to tear the house down and gave myself over to him. Feeling the warmth of my orgasm spread through my entire body, I let out another long moan, my teeth breaking his skin.

“You’re doing good, baby. Don’t stop milking me. Fuck, I’m right behind you,” he growled.

His own body was rigid over mine, and as soon as my body melted under him, he let go of his hold on himself and, for the second time that night, spurted himself inside me.

For a few seconds the only sound in the room was our gasping breaths and heartbeats.

“Fuck,” he growled. I jerked in my place.

“We forgot the condom again,” he said, his voice unreadable.

“Shit,” I groaned under him. “Shit. Shit. Shit!”

He sighed. “Don’t worry, we’ll take care of it.”

I felt a warm kiss on my nose, so I opened my eyes.

He was staring right back at me.

“I’ll take care of it,” he repeated.

I didn’t like the sound of how that came out so I chose not to respond and closed my eyes.

When his hips started to give me a few slow thrusts, my eyes flew open.

“What are you doing?” I asked, perplexed.

“I’m not doing anything. Not yet,” he answered. His thrusts still slow and gentle.

“How can you possibly not go soft or dead after that?” I asked, the tingles starting up again.

“Weren’t you here when I told you I was gonna take you hard?”

“You just did!” I cried out, hitting on his shoulder.

“Yeah. And that was just the warm up.”

“Don’t you need to…I don’t know, recuperate or something?”

“I told you, Maya. I had months’ worth of recuperating time. Tonight I’m taking your body. Repeatedly.”

I could actually feel his cock starting to harden inside me again. I had nothing else to say. I was his for the taking.

After a few minutes of gentle thrusting, he flipped us over and settled me on his lap, urging me to move against him.