Page 31 of Reanimated Ruin (Hearts In Horror #1)

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Dominic

I NEVER THOUGHT I’d actually be here. Looking down at the woman of my dreams as I continue to rub the tip of my cock against her clit. Her long brown hair fanned out around her, eyes rolling back each time my piercing passes and not being able to help mine from doing the same. I was trying to take a minute to tease her to give myself a chance to come back from the edge. Just her hand on me, toying with my piercing alone, was enough to have my balls seconds away from emptying. I wanted to savor this moment. I’d imagined it in my mind a million times, never truly believing it would ever actually happen.

Finally, I felt confident in my ability to continue. I leaned down to cover Cat’s lips with mine one more time before pulling back to watch my cock slowly disappear inside of her. Her arms came flying up around my shoulders. She bit her lip and dug her nails into my back deeper with every inch that pushed in. I went slow, grateful for how wet she already was, otherwise I’m not sure if I would have fit. Her walls gripped me impossibly tight, and I was right back to silently praying to whoever would listen to give me the strength to last.

“You okay?” I asked her gently, with kisses to her jaw once I’d bottomed out inside her. “If I’m hurting you, we can stop.”

“ No ,” she rushed out, near frantic. “Don’t stop. I’m fine, it hurts a little, but it also feels good. Please, Dom, don’t fucking stop.”

I pulled out the smallest bit, then slid back in and she shuddered, a breathy moan falling from her lips. I did it again, coming out further this time before thrusting forward. I could already feel her body relaxing and becoming more receptive to my intrusion. With each stroke, I pulled out further before sliding back home, taking every ounce of strength I had to maintain my control and not begin slamming into her relentlessly.

“More,” she begged. “Stop holding back. I can take it. I promise.”

I snagged her chin between my thumb and forefinger, then held her with a serious expression. I wanted to give her what she was asking for but also didn’t want to harm a single hair on her body.

“As you wish,” I spoke softly. “But if I’m hurting you, let me know right away and I’ll stop, okay?”

She nodded emphatically, then surged forward and covered my lips in sloppy kisses. I finally began to really move inside her, coming back out fully now before driving back into her. Her hips started to move, echoing my movements and setting a pace that was steadily quickening. Her lips moved to my neck as she licked her way down to my collarbone. She sucked on the skin there before biting down gently. I couldn’t help the guttural moan that came out of me and one of my hands moved to grip the sheet next to her head.

“Harder,” I gritted out.

“Huh?” She questioned, voice muffled from her lips still pressed to my skin.

“Bite down harder.”

I felt her mouth open wider this time before biting down on the fleshy spot right above the bone. My vision exploded as the tiny pinpricks of pain morphed into mind numbing pleasure.

“Good fucking girl,” I growled.

The feeling of being inside of her was transcending. The sensation of my piercing rubbing along her inner walls driving us both equally mad. It was enough to tear my soul straight from my body and lay itself at her feet, begging to never to be sent away. I’d never had sex before that elicited such a full body response, every molecule of my being electrified and engaged. My emotions were swirling in my chest and it took everything in me to not blurt out how much I fucking loved her.

My hips began to move faster and faster, her hips no longer able to keep up with the rate of speed I was drilling into her. I moved my hands to grip under both her knees before hiking them up and folding them over her upper body so I could hit that sweet spot inside at the perfect angle. I wanted her to finish one more time, I wish I had it in me for more, but I was already struggling to hold it together. I could already feel my climax creeping back up and lurking right around the corner. She released her bite, and I lifted to look at her. Our eyes met, and she gave me a shy little smile.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” I praised and stroked her leg with my thumb as I continued fucking her hard like she’d asked, watching her full tits bounce around with the movement. “It shouldn’t be a surprise you take me so well. I was made for you, after all.”

Her eyes fluttered and she let out a high-pitched whine while I kissed along her calf resting on my shoulder. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her face. She was utter perfection. I’d never seen her look more beautiful in my life than under me, completely lost to the pleasure being given to her by me and myself alone.

She began chanting a mixture of curses and my name, then pulled me in to kiss her once again. I released her legs and lowered myself to cover her body with mine. I slid one hand under her to cup her ass and angle her hips up so I could keep hitting the right spot. The other navigated up her body, stopping to give ample appreciation to her more than perfect tits. Then it continued upwards until it was wrapped loosely around her throat.

“Fuck,” she moaned, writhing and grinding herself on me. “I’m so close, oh god, right there.”

I didn’t deviate from what I was doing, maintaining the long deep strokes despite my own release threatening to arrive as well. Her added motion was not helping whatsoever. I’d been with plenty of girls who’d thought their only task in sex was to lie there and take it. Not Cat. Her hands were roaming all over me and she was bucking her hips, fucking me right back at the same time. There was no way I was ever letting her go. She was mine forever now, and I’d do whatever was necessary to keep it that way.

“Fuck, baby,” I groaned and tried to think of the most disgusting things possible to hold myself off. “You’re going to make me finish before you can if you keep moving around like that.”

“Do it. Come with me, Dom,” she moaned and looked me dead in the eyes. “Don’t worry, I’m on birth control. You don’t have to pull out if you don’t want to.”

I’d never trusted anyone enough to come inside of them before. Seemed like an unnecessary risk when it didn’t even really feel like it made a difference. It felt plenty good when you did it anywhere else, so I didn’t understand the appeal. The instant Cat suggested I not pull out, my hips stuttered, and I exploded.

Just the mere thought of marking her with my seed and filling her to the absolute brim was enough to finally push me over the edge. A low sound rattled from my throat and my face fell to the crook of her neck as I felt each wave of my release pulse into her. It was hard to keep my rhythm while experiencing the most intense pleasure of my life, but I managed and she started to shatter beneath me as well.

Cat’s nails ripped down my back, I hissed in a breath at the sharp sting but it soon turned to tingles of indulgence. Her walls clamping down around me added to the sensation, both of us dissolving into a whimpering, sweaty mess. Our limbs so entangled it was hard to tell where she ended and I began. I wanted to stay like this forever, connected not only by our bodies but by the unbreakable bond between us. My hips moved in small circles, the two of us gasping for breath now that we were coming back down to earth. My thumb traced lines across the smooth skin of her neck before I removed it and lifted myself to look at her.

“Sorry,” I said sheepishly. “I promise I have better stamina than that. Next time you’ll see, I swear.”

“You’re an idiot,” she giggled and stroked my cheek. “It was perfect. You’re perfect.”

I leaned down to kiss her, taking my time now that we’d extinguished some of the out-of-control flames between us. She clung to me desperately. I was glad I wasn’t the only one who didn’t want to return to the real world so soon. Here and now, in this moment, everything felt right. No outside issues could penetrate our little bubble of pure bliss. I wanted to tell her that I loved her, but I knew it was too soon. I wasn’t stupid. I knew that her feelings for me were realized a lot more recently than mine for her. Knew I needed to let her take this at her own speed.

Finally, I found the willpower to get out of the bed, slip on some sweatpants and creep my way to the bathroom. After cleaning myself up a bit, I returned with a damp towel to clean Cat up as well. She laid there all cute and dazed while I took care of her, throwing one of my shirts on her when I was finished. It went halfway down her thighs and she looked phenomenal. If I wasn’t emptied entirely a few moments ago, I’d be pouncing on her once again. Instead, I climbed in next to her and pulled her into my chest.

She nestled in against me until there wasn’t a breath of air between us. Once she was settled, she threw an arm and a leg around my waist, holding me back just as tightly as I was doing to her. I kissed the top of her head, then rested my head there, breathing in her scent and feeling entirely content.

“I’m so glad you’re back in my life, Dom,” she said in a soft, sleepy voice.

“Me too, pretty girl,” I sighed as I rubbed soothing patterns on her back.

“Promise me we’ll never be apart again.”

“Of course I promise,” I replied. “You’re stuck with me whether you like it or not and I’ll be sure to remind you of this very conversation if you ever decide to change your mind. I never break a promise, Catherine.”

“Ew, don’t call me that,” she muttered. “Cat, baby, pretty girl. Those are all acceptable, but not that.”

“Close your eyes and get some sleep, Cat baby pretty girl.”

She chuckled, then rested her head back against my chest and closed her eyes. Her breathing quickly deepened, and I laid there for a minute listening to the sounds of her peaceful slumber. Having her next to me was more comforting than the softest blanket in the world. I had never felt more relaxed. As sleep found me, I thought there was no way I was ever going to be able to go back to sleeping without her wrapped up in my arms.