Page 34 of Three Irish Kings

For now, though, I make do by removing my fingers and sucking off her juices, groaning at the taste of her musk. I can’t wait enough to make her come multiple times on my tongue, as much as I’d love to.

Maybe there will be time later.

There isn’t normally a “later” with any other women I’m with, so that should scare me, but Isla—or whoever she is—really has me sprung, and I have to admit it. I’ve wanted her since the first moment I saw her, and I got so close out on that balcony before Liam cockblocked me.

I’ve been aching for her ever since, and I look down hungrily at her glistening, bald sex.

I want to ask her one more time if she’s sure, but the way her eyes roll back in her head when I spread her thighs even further gives me the answer I need.

I shove down my sweats, freeing my erection, and she looks at it, panting, her eyes widening slightly.

I smirk at her. “I know. I’m blessed.”

“That’s not going to fit,” she says hoarsely, and I smirk wider.

“Oh,a ghrá,it’ll fit. Maybe it’ll spoil you for all other men, but it’ll fit.”

She scoffs, but she does look a little frightened when I guide myself slowly toward her entrance.

“It’s all right, Isla. You can take it,” I croon, and she lets out a breath.

I know I’m well endowed, thicker and longer than average, and I know it’s surprising given I’m a lean guy. But I also know how to take it slow when I want to.

Feels better, anyway.

But by the time I’ve got my head in, Isla is moaning for more.

“Can you take it,a ghrá?”

My head spins with lust. I’ve never had anyone want more so soon, when she’s still fluttering around me and I’m not even halfway inside her.

“I can take it, Dare, please.”

I look down at her, and she pouts, her mouth pink and pretty and inviting.

I grit my teeth and slowly push more of myself into her, bottoming out with a low groan as I look down at her.

“Fuck, so full,” she slurs, clutching at me, digging her nails into my shoulders as I slowly start to move.

She’s so tight around me at first, but then the glide gets easer as she gets closer and closer to her peak.

“Are you going to come for me,a ghrá?”

“Oh, yes, fuck, Dare, please, make me come.”

I pick up the pace, and she writhes beneath me, throwing her head back against the pillows and digging her nails in deeper.

The sting urges me forward and before I know it, I’m hurtling toward my orgasm, my balls drawing up.

“Wait,” I pant as she rolls her hips up under me. “Wait,a ghrá, I’m going to?—”

I feel the second she starts to orgasm. She trembles all over, clenching around me like a vise, and I thrust into her only a couple more times before crying out and spilling inside her.

“Isla, Jesus fucking Christ.” I’m breathing hard as I pull out of her, and she whines.

I chuckle, plopping down next to her. “First time with a bigger... you know?”

“Bigger? That thing isgiant,Dare, you should see a doctor.” She laughs out loud, throwing her head back, and my heart does a flip.