The Caveman’s Possession: Cavemen, 2 Read online

  His hands tightened around her fingers, showing her exactly how he liked it. How hard he wanted her to touch as she worked up and down his length. The tip leaked pre-cum and he showed her how to rub it into his length.

  “Enough. I’m going to come just by having your hands on me and I don’t want to.”

  He pushed her to the bed again and spread her thighs wide, opening her up.

  Beginning at her knees, he slid his hands up the inside of her thighs, finally cupping her pussy. When he slid a finger through her slit, bumping her clit, she released a moan. The touch made her want more and more of his touch.

  “You’re so wet already. Do you want this?”

  “Yes, Maxim. I want you. Please don’t make me beg.”

  “You sound so good begging, but first, I need a taste.”

  He sank to his knees before her and she cried out as his tongue latched onto her pussy. He swirled across her clit, flicking across the swollen nub. Gripping the sheet beneath her for something to hold on to, she struggled with her sanity. Maxim held her ass cheeks. The way he held her, how tightly he was clutching her, only served to arouse her more. She loved the bite of pain he created along with the pleasure.

  She didn’t want to be a virgin anymore, but to belong to him in every single way that counted.

  Maxim sucked her clit into his mouth, his teeth biting down. Her orgasm started to build, and she screamed his name, the sound echoing around the walls of his cabin. She didn’t want him to stop, but at the same time, she couldn’t handle the pleasure. She whimpered, moaned, and finally shattered as he shoved her over the edge of her release into orgasm.

  He didn’t stop at just one. Even as she shuddered and struggled to catch her breath, he licked her into a second orgasm in a matter of seconds.

  “Fuck, that is so hot. You’ve got a gorgeous body and you taste so damn good. I could lick you for days.”

  She watched him lick his lips, and waited as he stroked her thighs, kissing up her body to take each of her nipples in turn. The scent of her sex covered his face and she found it incredibly hot that he’d done that to her.

  Cupping his face, she pressed her lips against his, tasting herself. “I want you, Maxim. I want you to be my first.”

  “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  “You won’t. I’m not made of glass. I can take whatever you have to give me.”

  Running her hands down his back, she gripped his ass, spreading her legs open wide so there’d be no mistake about what she wanted.

  “Don’t you want me?” she asked.

  “You know I do.”

  “Then take me. I’m all yours. You can do whatever you want to me. I trust you.” She was falling for him. She’d been falling for him for some time. The only reason she’d held back was because he was her father’s boss and she hadn’t wanted to jeopardize that. Maxim stared down at her and she loved that hungry look in his eyes. As if he couldn’t get enough of her.

  He made her feel so beautiful, so wanted.

  He reached down between them and she followed his movements. He’d wrapped his fingers around his dick. The tip was poised at her entrance, waiting to thrust forward.

  Staring at him, she waited.

  Once he took her, there was no turning back.

  She was more than ready to belong to him.

  In fact, she yearned for it.

  11

  Maxim grabbed the soft, generous swells of her ass, gave them a squeeze, and couldn’t stop the gruff sound that left him. Her tits were big and soft, her nipples dusty pink in color and the tips hard for his mouth. Maxim pressed his dick against her, not able to stop himself.

  “Wrap your legs around me.”

  She obeyed without hesitation, and the dominant, caveman side of him reared up even more, pleased that she listened so well. He ran his finger up the back of her thigh while looking into her eyes. A shiver wracked her body, and Maxim fucking loved that she was so responsive to him.

  “How much do you want me?” Maybe he was being arrogant by needing to hear her say it, but he couldn’t stop himself.

  “You know I want you.”

  A low sound of need left him, and he kissed her hard enough that the pain from their mouths slamming together consumed him.

  He was so fucking hard, and he could feel how wet she was for him. Her pussy cream soaked his dick as it pressed to her slit, and a grunt left him as he continued to kiss her.

  He reached between their bodies while he still had his lips pressed to hers, lined his cock with the opening of her cunt, and in one move slid all of his dick inside of her hot pussy. He claimed her virginity, popped her cherry, and knew there was no going back. Hell, there hadn’t been any going back from the moment he decided she was for him alone.

  She broke the kiss and made a desperate sound of desire.

  Her inner muscles clenched and relaxed around his cock, and it took all of his control and strength not to get off and fill her with his cum.

  Be easy, gentle. Take your time.

  Maxim pulled his dick almost all the way out of her, and then shoved it back in nice and slow. She cried out, closed her eyes, and opened her mouth wider. He wanted to make sure she felt good, wanted to make sure she was right here in the moment with him.

  She opened her eyes and looked at him. “More.”

  He groaned and thrust into her hard.

  Her back was slightly bowed, her breasts thrust out in invitation. The sight mesmerized him.

  Sweat started to line his brow, and slid down the length of his spine. She was spread out before him like an offering … his offering.

  For a moment all he did was watch her tits bounce as he fucked her. He then slowly lifted his gaze up to her face, saw the sweat dot her flesh, and couldn’t help himself. He leaned down, ran his tongue up her neck, over her jawline and cheek, and then claimed her mouth.

  His cock jerked inside of her, and they both made strangled noises at the same time.

  He wanted her to be his in all ways. He wanted her pussy to only know what his dick felt like from this point on, and the sooner she understood and accepted that, the sooner she’d be claimed in all the ways that mattered.

  He pumped in and out, faster and harder. “Come for me, baby.”

  She came undone for him. Her cry of completion was the hottest damn thing he’d ever heard. He was a dirty bastard for all the things he wanted to do to her.

  Pulling out of her and forcing himself not to come was pretty damn hard. Instead, he flipped her onto her belly, spread her ass cheeks, and got a good look at the tight hole he’d be fucking at some point.

  “One day, baby.”

  He squeezed her ass so hard she made this soft sound, and he loosened his hold. Maxim ran his finger along her slick folds, loving the erotic sound that came from her at the act.

  “That feels good,” she moaned.

  He growled as he thrust one finger into her. Immediately her pussy sucked him in, and he felt his cock jerk.

  She lifted her ass, grinding herself on his finger, fucking herself. He fucked her pussy in slow and steady thrusts with the digit, watching the act with a parted mouth. He wanted to shove his dick back into her cunt, wanted to fill her with his cum.

  Mark her as his.

  She kept thrusting her ass back at him, and he couldn’t stop from spanking her.

  Smack.

  “You like that, don’t you?”

  “Yes, Maxim.” She moaned and turned her head to the side even more, biting her lip.

  He leaned forward, removed his finger, and spread her ass cheeks wide once more. The sight of her pink pussy slightly gaping and of her asshole right here for the taking had his dick aching fiercely. He was between her legs, his mouth latched onto her pussy, sucking on her like he was dying for her flavor.

  And I am.

  He sucked her clit into his mouth, the little bud engorged from her pleasure. He moved his tongue back and forth over it, and from the way she started moaning a
nd panting, he knew she was about to come.

  But he stopped.

  He sat up again, grabbed his dick, and rubbed his cock along her slick folds. After a few seconds of torturing himself with the pleasure, Maxim positioned himself at her entrance. He grabbed her hips, lifted her lower body up so she was now on her knees, and felt his pulse increase. She got onto her hands and knees and he reached around, grabbed one of her big breasts, and started pulling and rolling her nipple between his fingers.

  There was no more waiting. He thrust into her in a smooth, even move and she buried her face in the mattress. Taking hold of her hips in his hands, he started going in and out of her, fucking her hard enough he couldn’t even see straight.

  “So perfect,” he grunted.

  He was going to come, and he was going to explode into her tight body.

  Groaning and squeezing his eyes shut, he felt her milk him and knew she was having another orgasm. He came in her, filling her pussy with his hot seed, pumping it deep into her.

  When his orgasm ended, Maxim pulled out of her clenching body, collapsed on the bed beside her, and turned his head to look at her. She was now on her belly, her arms out in front of her, her eyes closed. The perspiration was glossed over her, making her flesh almost shimmery in appearance. He reached out and pushed a piece of damp hair away from her forehead, and she slowly opened her eyes.

  “You know you’re mine,” he said without it being a question.

  “I know. That’s all I’ve wanted since I fell in love with you.” Her eyes widened and he felt his heart jackknife in his chest.

  It was clear from her expression she hadn’t meant to say those words out loud.

  She loved him.

  Before she could say anything else he pulled her in close and just held her, reveling in the fact this woman—his woman—loved him.

  He wanted to tell her right now that he felt the same way, that he’d always felt it for her, but he bit his tongue.

  Instead he pulled back and cupped her cheek, smoothed his thumb over her bottom lip, and couldn’t help but lean forward and kiss her. He needed to tell her what he saw for them, how he wanted her in his life, living with him out here, away from everyone and everything. He wanted her to know that he wouldn’t let her leave.

  And she needed to know that before he told her he loved her, before she felt like she was locked in a room with no way to escape. Once he told her all of that, he’d see how she felt.

  “Get some sleep. We have a lot to talk about tomorrow.” He pulled the blankets over them. He lay there, hearing her breathe, realizing he’d never be the same.

  12

  Shauna rolled over and felt incredibly sore. Opening her eyes, all of the memories from the night before rushed forward. She’d lost her virginity and she wasn’t afraid, not even upset. She’d finally done it and given herself to Maxim.

  There was no regret.

  No doubt.

  Just … pleasure. That was all she felt.

  Pleasure.

  Her body was sore in the most exquisite of ways and it was all because of him. The way he’d touched her, the feel of his cock in her. Never would she forget the moment when he thrust inside her, finally breaking through her hymen and taking what belonged to him.

  She should have known it from the first moment they met. He made her feel different. The way he looked at her … he stared at her, as if he could see into her soul.

  Now you’re starting to sound weird.

  This isn’t a vampire movie.

  Shaking the thoughts from her mind, she pushed the blanket off and climbed out of bed. She was about to remake it as a throat clearing drew her attention.

  Glancing toward the door, she saw Maxim with his arms above his head, holding onto the doorframe. They were thick, heavyset arms and just seeing them, she wanted them back around her, holding her, protecting her.

  All of these were new emotions for her, and kind of scared her a little. Lifting the blanket to cover her nakedness, he let out a tut and strode into the room. He took the blanket from her grip and she didn’t exactly put up a fight. Why would she? She wanted him again.

  Even with the soreness, a flood of warmth started between her thighs. Pressing them together, she tried to build up the friction to no avail.

  She knew what she wanted.

  Maxim’s hands or mouth back between her thighs, even with his dry cum on her legs, evidence of what they’d already shared.

  Maxim dropped the blanket to the floor. His hands went to her hips and pulled her in close. The moment she touched his hard body, all logical thought fled her mind.

  Her father, Franklin, had brought her up to be independent, to never need a man or to depend on one. He believed too many women ended up suffering because they put all of their trust in a man. It was kind of weird for him to do that but it was how she’d lived her life. Why she’d still been a virgin till last night. Her father had told her only a guy who was willing to wait long enough to get to know her was worth her time.

  No one had stuck around.

  They only wanted one thing—until Maxim.

  Tilting her head back, she looked into his eyes. He was focused on her, assessing.

  “I smell coffee,” she said, needing to break through the tension that seemed to be building.

  He chuckled. “Already made. I’ll get you a cup.” The back of his fingers stroked over her cheek. “How are you feeling?”

  The tender way he touched her face made her heart pound. Did she see love in his eyes or was that just wishful thinking on her part?

  She closed her eyes, pressing her cheek into his touch. “I’m fine.”

  “You’re not sore?”

  It was on the tip of her tongue to lie but she couldn’t do it.

  “A little bit.”

  “I figured you would be. I’ll take care of you.”

  “You don’t have to worry about it.”

  “I want to take care of you.” He cupped her face, and when his lips pressed against hers, something fluttered in her stomach. She’d never thought of Maxim as being tender. He was a strong man. She’d seen him argue with men and watched them all falter against his strength. He was a force to be reckoned with.

  No one would ever for a second think this man could be tender, and yet here he was, being so damn sweet.

  “I’m sure all women feel it after their first time.”

  “You’re not all women, Shauna. You’re my woman and I’m going to be the one to take care of you.” He kissed her again and she gave out a little yelp as he swept her off her feet into his arms.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Oh, baby girl, you get the proper treatment. The moment I was inside you last night, you gave me your body, and I intend to treat you like the special treasure you are.”

  When he mentioned her body, heat consumed her.

  There was no doubt in her mind that he owned her body and would continue to do so. He was her first and she’d never felt this way about another man before in her life. This was all new and it did scare her a lot. She wasn’t used to feeling this vulnerable with a man, like she could give him the world if he asked for it.

  I want to own his heart.

  He doesn’t want my heart.

  Have you even asked him?

  He lowered her to her feet and she stood watching him as he bent forward to fill up the tub. She found his actions so incredibly sweet as he went through the motions of putting some soothing bath salts into the tub. He even had a little rubber duck.

  She couldn’t help but chuckle at that.

  Maxim glanced over at her with a laugh. “You don’t like the rubber duck?”

  “I haven’t had toys in my bath with me since I was a kid.”

  “I don’t know, it just seemed right to do. Call me weird.” He winked at her.

  “It is a little weird.”

  He stood up, and then she didn’t think anything was weird as he stepped up close to her.

  “Com
e on.” He helped her into the tub and she lowered herself.

  He tilted her head back and dropped a kiss onto her lips. He released a hungry growl and took a step back.

  “You don’t want to join me?”

  “I will, baby, but right now, I want you to rest and relax.”

  “I don’t mind a bit of soreness.” She wanted to feel him again. His cock was what she wanted and she didn’t mind a bit of pain. She’d gladly take it if it meant she could have him.

  “You tempt me, but I’m going to be good.”

  “I want you to be bad.”

  He kissed her again and shook his head. “I know what’s best for the two of us. I’ll be back.”

  Shauna watched him go with a pout. Moving her hands through the water, she closed her eyes.

  She was a little sore. Scrap that, a lot sore but she wanted Maxim. They were inside their own little bubble and she didn’t want that to end, not yet. Not for a long time.

  When she heard him enter, she opened her eyes and smiled. He carried two mugs of coffee, placing one on the edge of the tub.

  “It smells incredible.”

  He sat down beside the tub.

  “You’re not wanting to join me now?”

  “If I get in that bath, all of my good intentions are going to disappear right out the window and I don’t want that to happen.”

  “You’re a big softie at heart, aren’t you?” she asked, taking hold of his hand.

  “Technically I’m being selfish.”

  “Why are you being selfish?” she asked, staring into his eyes. She didn’t know what she expected him to say.

  “Because if I allow you to rest this time, it means when I finally fuck you again, you’re not going to be sore or hurting. The pain you’ll be in is from pleasure and knowing that I claimed you so good and deep you won’t want me to stop.” The look in his eyes let her know he wanted her, and badly. It would only be a matter of time before he took her again, and when he did, there was no stopping, no turning back.

  She belonged to Maxim and she couldn’t wait for him to show her everything.