Love That Defies Us (The Devil's Dust #2.2)

I close my eyes and inhale deeply as I slide my cock all the way inside her, the feeling of us connecting making me growl.

“Oh, yes!” she moans seductively, gripping the covers tightly. My balls immediately squeeze, and my head falls back as I slowly withdraw my dick. Just as my head is about to leave her heat, I slowly slide back in. God, it feels so good; I don’t want it to ever end. I feel my ass cheeks clench as I continue to thrust in and out of her, making her tits bounce. Her pebbled nipples skirt across her top’s white lace, enticing me. I reach upward and cup her breast, but the fucking material keeps me from feeling her skin. I grab the top with both hands and pull hard, causing it to rip. Her eyes pop open and she leans on her elbows, eying the damage I have caused to her skimpy lingerie. I continue to pump my hips, my dick sliding in and out of her wetness with ease.

“What? I opened my gift,” I say, shrugging. I swirl my hips, hitting her G-spot and causing her to fall back on the bed with pleasure, my damage to her clothing forgotten. I reach for her bare breasts and grab at them as I continue to slowly fuck her, her tits fitting my palm perfectly. I dive my face forward and suck on her nipple, savoring the salty taste of her in my mouth. I feel her pussy clench on my dick, her legs relaxing as she nears her climax. My knees dig into the side of the mattress as I pick up my pace, my dick squeezing tightly as her pussy throbs around it, taking to it like a vise. She grabs my face, her lips barely brushing against mine as she stares at me, her mouth forming a perfect ‘o’ shape.

“I’m about to…” she whimpers against my mouth.

“Not till I say,” I command. “Wait for me, and we’ll go together,” I pant. She closes her eyes and nods, her breath brushing against my lips.

She arches her back, her legs coming off the bed. “I – I can’t,” she moans. Her seductive state throws me over the edge quickly, making my balls vibrate as I begin to come inside her. I lean my face into the crook of her neck as I piston my hips wildly.

“Now, Firefly,” I grit against her peach-smelling skin.

She moans into the night air, her legs wrapping around me while her heels dig into my back as she explodes on my dick.

I feel my legs lock as I release every drop inside her, her arm wrapped around my head—which is buried in her neck—tangles in my hair.

“Oh, wow,” she moans against my face.

I nod as I pull off my elbows and roll over next to her, looking up at the ceiling.

“I’ll be right back,” she informs breathlessly.

I pull my arm out and lean my head on my hand, watching Dani climb out of bed.

“I’m not done with you, Firefly,” I warn. She stops and looks at me with raised brows.

“Is that right?” she sasses.

Her face takes on a surprised look, her gaze slipping from mine as she looks downward. My eyes follow what she’s looking at, and suddenly a whole lot of fluid rushes down her legs.

I jump off the bed and look at the watery substance between her feet.

“Oh, shit!” I yell.

***

Dani

I look down at the warm fluid around my feet, my toes wiggling in it. Did my water break? I had a C-section with Zane, so I never made it this far. I’m only thirty-seven weeks along; I can’t be ready to deliver.

“Dani, we need to get to the hospital now,” Shadow instructs, his tone stern but laced with fear.

“I feel completely fine. Shouldn’t I be having contractions or something?” I question, taking my eyes from the water to Shadow’s stunned face, his eyes raised to his hair line as he looks me over.

“Hell if I know!” Shadow replies.

I take what’s left of my top off and head to the bathroom to get my things. I run my hands along my stomach, curious why I am not feeling any tightening or contractions.

“Let me help, babe,” Shadow insists, grabbing some clothes from my bag. He’s wearing some low-cut gray sweats and a plain white t-shirt. Dressed already.

“I feel fine, honey. I can do this myself,” I remark, grabbing my bra off the floor. As I put it on, I feel cloth rub up and down my legs. I widen my knees and look between them, finding Shadow cleaning the fluid sticking to my legs and thighs with a towel.

“Here.” Shadow unfolds a pair of panties, waiting for me to lift my leg so he can dress me.

“You aren’t going to let me get dressed by myself, are you?” I question with a raised brow.

“No, I’m not, so now that we have accomplished that, let’s get you dressed so we can get you to the hospital,” Shadow snaps. I roll my eyes and lift my leg so he can slide my panties on.

After getting dressed with Shadow’s help, we head to the car. Just as I am about to climb in the car, a sharp pain stabs across my stomach, making me grab my midsection and yell.

“Dani!” Shadow runs to my side of the car and grabs my waist.

The feeling lasts a few seconds before finally releasing.

“I think the pain is here,” I mumble as Shadow opens the car door for me.