Dirk's Love Marisa Chenery (reading like a writer TXT) 📖

Dirk growled low, arching his hips, coming in Ryann’s mouth, giving her al he had. Once the last shudder had gone through him, he was on her, playing her body like a finely tuned instrument.

They made each other come three more times before Dirk col apsed on top of Ryann, trying to catch his breath. He also had to admit he was in trouble. Coming so many times without being inside her had his mating urge spiraling almost out of control. And it didn’t help that his wolf was rising to the surface, demanding he claim his mate.

Dirk buried his face in the crook of Ryann’s neck, fighting to calm down. But the smel of sex on her skin only heightened his need. Then she shifted beneath him so his hips became wedged between her thighs. She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist, anchoring him there. The tip of his cock brushed her wet pussy. A deep shudder racked his body.

Ryann shifted again, this time taking the head of his dick inside her. “The experiment’s finished. I need you to fil me. Now.”

As if a damn had broken, Dirk lost the battle. He surged into Ryann’s pussy, sheathing himself to the hilt with one stroke. From the number of times he’d made her come, she was more than wet enough to take him. Her inner muscles clamped around his pistoning cock as he rode her hard and fast. He was beyond being able to take it slow. Growl after growl rumbled out of him, as much wolf as he was man.

“Oh, god. Yes,” Ryann keened. “Don’t stop.” He couldn’t, even if he tried. Dirk had played with fire and got engulfed by an inferno. He plunged into her pussy again and again, the pleasure unlike any he’d ever felt.

Being inside his mate, claiming her, nothing was better.

Wanting Ryann to leave her mark on him, Dirk gathered her tightly in his arms and brought her with him as he shifted so he sat back on his heels. His dick stil buried deep inside her, he urged her to ride him with a hand on her hip. He placed the other on the back of her head to lead her mouth to the spot where his neck and shoulder met.

“Bite me,” he growled. “Hard.” When she bit down too gently, he added, “Harder. Sink your teeth into me.” He continued to spear into her pussy. And when she did bite him hard enough to leave a mark behind, Dirk felt the beginning of the mating bond form between them. A piece of his soul reached out for Ryann’s. Continuing to growl and take her faster, harder, the two parts wrapped around each other and became one. Both he and Ryann were thrown into instant climax as the mating bond snapped into place. She cal ed out his name on a keening moan, throwing back her head as her pussy clutched his cock, milking it, prolonging the pleasure surging through him.

Once it was over, Ryann col apsed against his chest with her head on his shoulder. Dirk wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight, his cock stil hard and buried deep inside her pussy. She was now his and there would be no going back.

Chapter Seven

Ryann, for the life of her, didn’t want to move.

Actual y, she doubted she had the energy to accomplish that feat. Holy shit, sex had never been this intense for her, ever. She felt as if she’d been thoroughly loved. And that was how it had seemed to her. That it hadn’t just been sex.

When Dirk had final y joined their bodies, she’d been more than desperate for him. Then something had happened between them, something she’d never felt before. Even now, she was having a hard time trying to describe it to herself. Whatever it was, it had sent a feeling of being somehow connected to Dirk shooting through her. And how she felt about him solidified even more, became stronger.

She hoped to god that it wasn’t a side effect from her sleeping with the first man since her divorce. In no way did she want Dirk to think it was more than sex if that wasn’t what he intended. She didn’t want him to think she was clingy. That had been Mack’s biggest compliant about her, that she clung to him and was too needy. Ryann didn’t think she was either of those things, but it would be kind of a blow to her ego if Dirk thought so.

Dirk shifted to bring his legs out from under him, so they were stretched out in front of him. Ryann moaned softly. The man was stil hard, buried deep inside her. He’d come five times, and he’d somehow managed to keep his erection. She had no idea how it was possible. Her little experiment had more than proved that the girl from Ryann’s previous job hadn’t lied one bit. Dirk had just done what had seemed so farfetched.

He nudged her with his shoulder. “You’re so quiet.

Either you’re half asleep, or you’re thinking too much about something. I hope you’re not regretting what we just did.” Ryann sat up and cupped Dirk’s face. She kissed him deeply before she pul ed away. “It’s probably a little bit of both—tiredness and just lost in thought, though not with regret. I’m not much of a night owl anymore. Not with Tyler sometimes waking me up at the crack of dawn.” He reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear.

“Yeah, I can see how he could put a damper on any late nights. At least, here you can sleep in. What are you thinking about?”

She hesitated, wondering if it would be such a good idea to say anything at al . She didn’t want whatever this was to start off with her holding back. Mack had been the problem in their relationship, not her. He’d chosen to leave her, to see if his life would be