Chapter 297: Claimed By My Stepbrother (Cadell Security Series)
Seona’s POV
I gasp as Mark fills me, it’s a feeling like I’ve never felt before, like . . coming home. The stretch of my walls to accommodate him is a delicious ache that ebbs away as soon as the powerful man on top of me starts to move.
I grip onto the soldier’s shoulders, eyes falling closed as I give myself over to the feelings that he sparks inside of me. I’ve never felt like this before, sex has never felt like this before.
‘F.uck Love, so damn f.ucking tight’ Mark growls out, muscles straining as he tries to hold himself off of my body, seemingly worried about crushing me under all that muscle. The thing is, I want him to crush me, I want to feel the weight of his body on top of mine, pushing me into the mattress.
I wrap my arms around his neck, tugging him down so I can fuse my lips to his, moving my hips in time with his as tentatively he lowers his chest, squashing my breasts between us as he trusts inside of me. There is no hurry to the man as he takes me, that isn’t Mark Hallick’s style. Like everything in his life, he’s methodical, aware, studying my reactions, doing more of what makes me whimper until he’s playing my body like a finely tuned instrument.
A rough, calloused hand hooks under my knee, pulling up my leg to my stomach, the new position allowing the soldier to drive even deeper as I moan loudly from the delicious drag of his length against my walls.
I gasp as that now familiar feeling starts to build again, my body shaking as I grip tightly to the man on top of me, dazedly wondering how the hell he’s pulling me toward the edge once again so quickly. I thought when I read about multiple orgasms in one of Daisy’s DaisyNovel that I found on her bedside table years ago, that it was just something to make women read, I didn’t actually think it was real, something that normal men didn’t really manage to produce.
Mark Hallick isn’t a normal man though, something that I’m becoming more and more aware of as he thrusts deep inside of me, hands curled in my hair as he tugs me in for another punishing kiss that leaves me breathless. This is a man that thrives on caring for others, his whole personality wrapped around what he thinks will make those important to him, happy and keep them safe.
I groan softly as Mark’s hips shift slightly, sliding into me at yet another angle that short circuits my brain, my mind turning blissfully blank as waves of pleasure crash over me, stars bursting in front of my eyes.
‘Fuck, you look beautiful when you come Love’ he grunts, still pushing in and out of my channel, my eyes slowly opening to find him staring down at me, watching each flicker of my features, drinking them in.
I blush slightly, self conscious that this gorgeous man was studying me, uncertain of what I looked like.
Mark, with that incredible ability to read me, smirks as he captures my bottom lip between his teeth and tugs gently.
‘You are f.ucking hot Love’ he tells me gently lowering my leg again without breaking his rhythm. ‘I want, no I f.ucking need to see that look again.’
‘No’ I murmur, shaking my head dazedly, ‘I can’t, Mark! I can’t.’
Grabbing my hip, the soldier rolls us over, my thighs clamping down on each side of his waist as I squeak in shock. Suddenly, Mark is on his back, looking up at me with a devilish smirk, his hands still on my hips as he encourages me to ride him.
‘Yes you can, and you will Love’ he orders me, a steely glint in his eyes, telling me that he’s serious.
My legs are like jelly, I can hardly hold myself up but the crazily sexy man underneath me hushes my protests, his finger moving to my lips as he thrusts up from beneath.
Staring down at him, feeling the intensity of our connection as I roll my hips. Despite my protests, I don’t want this moment to end, don’t ever want the soldier to leave my body, leave me. I suck Mark’s finger into my mouth, biting it gently before curling my tongue around it, trying, in my awkward way to make this man as desperate for me as I feel for him. The soldier’s eyes darken, and he starts to move that digit in and out from between my lips, matching his thrusts as I fall into rhythm with him. There is something so erotic about the way Mark looks at me, hooded eyes fixated on my mouth and his finger that still slides sensuously between my lips. My hands find his chest, balancing me as I start to move faster, grinding against the military man as his own movements become stilted.
‘F.uck Love, not gonna last much longer’ he growls out, the confession exciting me. I want nothing more right now than to see this strong, reserved man fall apart, to know that I caused him to lose control.
I lift up and sink down over him, taking him as deeply as I can as his eyes dilate, the soldier shaking his head determinedly.
‘Not going over without you Love’ he grinds out, pulling his finger from my mouth and moving his hand down between my legs where he finds my swollen, sensitive nub. Starting to rub small circles, Mark growls as I suck in a breath, my nails digging into his bare skin as I keep moving.
The drag of his dick and the feel of his thumb as it teases me, starts my climb yet again. My head falls forward as I try to keep breathing, but it’s impossible, too much sensation, the strong muscular torso under my palms, the calloused fingers that tease me in a way that no man has ever done before.
‘Come for me Seona’ Mark orders suddenly, the command shooting through me giving me no option but to obey the soldier and Mark’s name is dragged from my lips as I fall. This time though, I’m not alone, with a deep guttural grunt, the gruff, enigmatic man beneath me stills, the fingers still on my hip digging in painfully, as warmth floods inside of me.
I slow my movements, eyes opening reluctantly as I look down at the soldier who is staring at me once again.
I give him a small smile, pushing my hair behind my ear before Mark wraps an arm around me, pulling me flush to his body, where we lay, silent, still joined in the most intimate way possible, and for some reason, I feel like I’m home.