Page 9 of The New York Nighthawks, Vol. 2

CLAY

The painful aching of my cock woke me up out of the soundest sleep I’d had in…I wasn’t sure I’d ever slept that well. But the reason I was pulled from my slumber was currently draped over my body like a warm, sexy as fuck blanket.

I’d tried to sleep in the pajama pants, but at some point in the night, I must have taken them off because I was completely naked underneath her.

Marleigh’s cheek rested just below my collarbone, her amazing tits pillowed against my chest, and her pussy—fuck, fuck fuck—was literally wrapped around my cock.

Her folds had parted, and my shaft was resting between them.

Somehow, probably when she scooted on top of me, her sleep shorts had moved to the side, exposing her center.

“Mmm,” Marleigh let out a barely audible moan as her hips rocked into me. No fucking wonder I’d been dragged out of sleep. “Clay,” she whispered.

That was all it took for the last thread of my control to snap.

In a flash, I reversed our positions so I was hovering over Marleigh, caging her in with my arms and legs, and keeping my cock nestled in her slit.

Then I whipped off her shirt and bent my head, licking around one of her nipples before sucking the pebbled peak into my mouth.

I rocked against her as I tugged hard on the turgid bud.

“Clay?” Marleigh gasped, her eyelids flying up.

I released her nipple with a pop and grunted, “Yeah, baby. No one else is or will ever be in bed with you, tasting you, filling you. Got it?”

“Umm.” She stared at me, still a little foggy from sleep, with her ice-blue eyes glazed with passion from her dream.

“Only me from now on. Is that clear?” I pressed again. Then I blew on her damp, puckered nipple and bucked my hips just the tiniest bit.

“Yessss,” she moaned. “Only you.”

“Good girl,” I crooned before I gave her other tight peak my attention.

I cupped my hands around the underside of her tits and pushed the globes up so I had easy access to switch between them, nibbling, sucking, and leaving little marks all over that would be a constant reminder of who she belonged to.

“Clay,” she moaned, her hands clenching my hair.

I knew making her come would make it a little easier when I breached her with my cock, so I rubbed my shaft over her clit, rocking against her slit while I teased her nipples with my teeth and fingers.

When her movements and cries became more frantic, I reached between us and pinched her sensitive little bundle.

Marleigh’s head flew back against the mattress, and she cried out my name as her climax washed over her.

My dick was pulsing with insistent need. My shaft was so big and hard that it felt like the skin might actually stretch to the point of breaking. After being cock-blocked by our jobs yesterday morning and spending the night with her in my bed, I had no control left.

But before I rammed my giant cock into her tiny body, I needed to know if the assumption that had been forming in my mind was correct.

“Marleigh,” I crooned. She was recovering from her orgasm, but when she still didn’t look at me after I said her name again, I bit her nipple a little harder than before. She yelped, and her eyes flew to mine. “Baby, are you a virgin?”

Marleigh stiffened and swallowed hard before her clear blue eyes observing me intensely. “Yes,” she whispered.

“Thank fucking hell,” I groaned as I dropped my forehead into the valley between her breasts.

“Huh?”

I raised my head and gave her a lopsided smile. “Did you think it would change my mind about wanting you?”

“Maybe a little,” she mumbled, dropping her gaze to my chest.

Using my thumb and forefinger, I brought her chin up so she would see my smile and really hear me when I told her, “I’m so fucking grateful you’re a virgin, baby.

I would still want you either way, but now I don’t have to worry about going to jail for hunting down and killing any motherfucker who ever touched you. ”

Marleigh’s eyes widened, and I kept my stare and tone firm when I added, “I’m going to pop your cherry and claim you completely. You are mine, Marleigh.”

It was time I proved it.

I lowered my head and took her lips in a long, languid kiss. Exploring her mouth and showing her that she was special to me. More than just a quick, hard, fuck. She was everything.

Eventually, I broke the kiss and smiled at her dreamy expression. She didn’t even notice when I shifted and dragged her shorts off. Then I moved back into position, except this time, the tip of my cock was notched at the entrance to her pussy.

I kissed her one more time, then whispered in her ear, “Relax, baby.” Then I pushed just the head inside her.

Marleigh gasped.

I stopped and brought my head up so I could observe her face. “Alright?” I asked gruffly, working hard to keep myself in check so that I wouldn’t hurt her any more than I had to.

“Um…” She glanced down, and her mouth slowly opened into an O, her eyes becoming round as saucers. “You can’t…holy cow, Clay. That thing won’t fit inside me!”

I couldn’t help it, I buried my face in her neck to muffle my laughter. She smacked my shoulder and muttered, “It’s not funny, you butthead.” That only made me laugh harder, and the movement accidentally pushed my cock in a little more.

“Clay!” Her cry was somehow one of passion and fear at the same time.

I pulled back and smiled reassuringly. “Just relax, Marleigh. Do you trust me?”

She immediately nodded, and my love and affection for her soared to new heights. “You are so fucking perfect, baby.”

Her lips curved up a bit, and I could see how hard she was trying to relax, but she was restless. I needed to take her mind off the imminent pain.

“Play with your tits, baby. Pretend it's my fingers, and my mouth loving on them. What would I do with my teeth?”

She looked hesitant, but when I raised an eyebrow, her hands went to her breasts.

“Squeeze your nipples.” She did as she was told, and a breathy moan escaped her lips.

“Twist them, pluck them, baby. Imagine my fingers toying with your sexy as fuck tits.” Her back arched as she followed my direction.

Soon, she was writhing with passion, and I resumed sliding inside her until I felt the barrier.

I covered her mouth with mine and tangled our tongues together, then I punched my hips forward.

I’d only meant to break through and stop to let her adjust before continuing.

But I lost my mind, and with one swift thrust, I was buried balls deep in the woman of my dreams. “Fuck,” I grunted. “Are you okay?”

Marleigh’s expression was pinched with pain and a tear trickled down one of her cheeks. I wiped it away and clasped her face in my hands. “Baby?”

“It hurt, but…” Some of the tension in her body seeped out, and she began to relax. “The pain is fading. I mean, you’re um…really freaking huge, and the stretch is kind of uncomfortable, but…”

“But…?” I teased, though it came out a little rough since I was using most of my focus on not moving until she’d adjusted to my invasion.

“It also feels really good.”

Experimentally, I rocked into her.

“Oh!”

I did it again, but this time I pulled out just a little before thrusting back in.

Marleigh’s legs clamped around my hips, driving me even deeper. “Oh, Clay! Do it again,” she begged. I did, and she raised her hips to meet me when I pushed in. “Faster,” she moaned. “Harder.”

“Anything you want,” I grunted. I drove in, and my cock bumped her cervix, causing my vision to blur as passion consumed me.

I moved in and out, my dick dragging along her walls, making us both moan in ecstasy.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so damn good.” Her pussy clenched around my shaft, and I felt the muscles pulse as I glided into her snug channel.

The slide of our skin reminded me that I was bare, and for a split second, I wondered if I should bring it up.

But something wild was building inside me, taking over, wanting to be free. The primal need to fuck my mate. To breed.

Nothing was stopping me. Unless… “Are you on birth control?” I growled.

“Am I…what? Oh, Clay! Yes!”

I stilled, and her head whipped up, filled with shock. Before she could say anything, I demanded, “Are you on birth control?”

Clarity began to focus the passion in her eyes, and I bucked my hips to bring her a rush of pleasure. I didn’t want her to think too much about this. I just wanted my answer.

“Yes or no, Marleigh.”

“Um, no…should we—”

“No,” I snarled, slamming inside her. She cried out, and I grunted as I grabbed the headboard and ordered, “Hold on, baby.”

She grasped my biceps and tightened her legs around me.

“Good girl,” I murmured, right before I pulled nearly all the way out and drove in until my balls slapped against her ass and I bumped into her cervix again.

Clutching the headboard in an iron grip, I used the leverage to pound into Marleigh’s pussy. It only took a few thrusts before she was screaming for more and demanding for release. “Not yet,” I muttered.

“Clay! I need to…please. I can’t—”

“Hold on a little longer, baby.”

I slammed home again and again, holding back to build our climaxes to their highest peak. When her womb was quivering and ready to take what I had to give her, I shifted onto my knees, changing the angle of my thrusts.

“Oh, yes! Yes! Clay!” Marleigh shouted.

“Come. Now,” I growled.

I pumped hard, hitting her clit with every slide inside her tight pussy. Her nails dug into my skin as her scream of rapture pierced the air.

“That’s it, baby,” I grunted. “Squeeze that pussy, milk my cock. Fuck, yeah. Oh fuck, baby!”

Her muscles were rippling, massaging my dick, and when I felt the softness deep inside her, I finally let go.

“Marleigh! Fuuuuuuck!” I bellowed in ecstasy, come exploding from my cock when my climax crashed into me.

I came so hard I nearly blacked out, but I was also filled with satisfaction, knowing her womb was open and unprotected.

I shot so much of my semen in her that she was stuffed full, and it oozed out between us.

The thought of leaving my baby inside her drew out my orgasm, and by the time it finally ebbed, I barely had the strength to peel my fingers off the headboard and make sure I fell sideways so I didn't collapse on top of Marleigh.

“I’ve never experienced anything like that,” I panted, staring at the ceiling.

“Really? Not even winning the Super Bowl?” she teased, her voice tired. Although, I was pretty sure she wasn’t entirely joking.

I don’t know where I found the energy, but I chuckled and scooped an arm underneath her to pull her up against my side. “There’s no comparison, Marleigh.”

She didn’t respond, so I glanced down and smirked when I saw she’d fallen back asleep.

I kissed the top of her head and whispered, “Nothing will ever be as amazing or as important to me as you and our family.”