His Wet Possessive Claim — Sinful Nights with Him.

Seraphina.

A man stood under the large rain shower. Water cascaded down over his powerful and sculpted frame. His dyed gray hair was slicked back from his face revealing sharp angles and full lips. Broad shoulders led down to a narrow waist. Intricate dark tattoos covered half of one upper arm and shifted with his every movement as he ran a hand through his wet hair.

My eyes trailed downward before I could stop them. Water traced every defined ridge of his abs. It followed the sharp V-line at his hips and continued to the heavy cock that hung between his strong thighs. Even at rest it looked thick and long with prominent veins running along the shaft.

Heat stirred low in my belly despite the fresh pain from earlier. My pulse hammered wildly. My thighs pressed together on their own. The steam made my clothes cling uncomfortably to my body as my breathing grew shallow and uneven.

His head snapped toward me suddenly. Piercing gray eyes locked directly onto mine. They were cold and intense. He turned fully to face me without any shame. Water continued pouring over every inch of his naked form.

"Are you one of the escorts my assistant booked?" He growled. His deep rough voice sent an unexpected shiver racing down my spine.

I couldn't find any words. My mouth opened but nothing came out. All I could do was stare at this stranger who was supposed to become my stepfather. Shame burned my cheeks yet my body refused to move.

Steam rolled over me as I remained frozen in place. The heavy masculine scent of clean skin, soap, and raw male heat filled the small space. It made my head feel light. Jax and Mara's cruel laughter still echoed in my mind.

Their words called me a dead fish and an ice queen. But standing here now, something hot and dangerous woke up inside me. Tonight I didn't want to be cold. I wanted to feel wanted.

His piercing gray eyes flashed with dark hunger. A wicked smirk tugged at his full lips.

Before I could think clearly, he stepped out of the shower and grabbed my waist with strong hands. He yanked me forward under the falling water.

My white shirt plastered instantly to my skin. The black lace lingerie underneath became completely visible. Cold water mixed with heat from his body as rivulets ran down my neck and between my breasts.

He slammed his mouth down on mine in a possessive kiss. His tongue pushed inside and claimed every corner with hot demanding strokes. I gasped against him. One of his hands ripped my shirt buttons open.

They scattered across the tile floor. His other hand shoved between my thighs and cupped my pussy roughly through the soaked lace. His fingers pressed and rubbed my swelling clit without mercy.

He groaned against his lips when he felt how wet I already was. "Fuck, little one. You look so innocent but you came prepared. This greedy cunt is already dripping down my fingers."

His words sent jolts of pleasure through me. I trembled under his touch. The heat of the water and the feel of his wet skin against mine blurred everything except the ache building between my legs. I still couldn't speak. All I could do was moan softly into his mouth.

He shut off the water and dried his body with fast impatient strokes. His massive cock was now fully hard and throbbing. He grabbed my hand and dragged me into the bedroom. The distant sound of the party downstairs reminded me how risky this was. Anyone could come looking for us.

The cool air raised goosebumps on my wet skin. He sat me on the edge of the massive bed and towered over me. My clothes disappeared quickly until only the lingerie remained. He spread my legs wide and exposed my soaked pussy to the cool air.

His hot mouth latched onto my nipple. He sucked hard while his tongue swirled in rough circles. His teeth grazed the sensitive peak just enough to send sweet stings straight to my core. His other hand kneaded my breast and pinched the tip. Sharp wet sounds filled the room as he devoured my chest.

My back arched. Soft moans spilled from my lips. Pleasure mixed with the lingering sting. My pussy clenched and more juices soaked the lace.

He moved lower. He kissed and bit down my stomach before he buried his face between my thighs. There was no teasing. His strong tongue licked broad rough stripes from my entrance to my clit. Then he sucked the swollen nub hard into his mouth.

"This perfect cunt is mine tonight," he murmured against my skin. His voice vibrated through me.

Two thick fingers plunged deep inside me. He curled them brutally against the perfect spot. Wet obscene sounds echoed as he ate me. Slurping. Sucking. Growling.

"You are soaked," he hissed.

He fucked me with his tongue and fingers. He devoured every drop like he could not get enough. The musky salty taste of me on his lips and the firm press of his tongue on my clit became too much.

"Please," I gasped. My hips ground desperately against his face. "Oh god please don't stop."

He ate me harder. His fingers pumped faster. My walls clenched tight around him. My thighs shook violently. Pleasure coiled sharp and tight.

I teetered right on the edge. A shrill cry tore from my throat.

He pulled back suddenly. His lips shone with my wetness. I whimpered and tried to chase his mouth. "No please. I was so close."

"Not yet, little one. You don't come until I say." His voice was cold and full of command.

He lay back on the bed. His massive cock stood thick and proud. "Come here. Reverse. Sit that pretty dripping pussy on my face while you wrap those lips around my dick."

Shyness flickered inside me but the sight of his heavy shaft made my mind hazy with need. I crawled over him. I straddled his face. My soaked pussy hovered above his mouth. The potent musky scent of his cock filled my senses.

I gripped the thick base. It throbbed hot in my palm. I took him into my mouth. He was massive. My jaw stretched wide. The salty velvety taste of his pre-cum coated my tongue. I gagged when he hit the back of my throat. Drool spilled down his shaft.

At the same moment his mouth plunged back into my pussy. His tongue thrust deep. His lips sucked my clit. Two fingers stretched me again.

The dual pleasure made me moan loudly around his cock. The vibrations pulled a deep groan from him. I bobbed sloppily. Gagging. Drooling. I could barely focus.

"You might as well reduce your screaming, little one," he whispered against my folds. "You don't want to draw attention to the meat you are enjoying so greedily."

His filthy words pushed me closer to the edge again. My thighs quaked.

Then pleasure exploded through me. "Oh fuck. I am cumming." I screamed around his shaft as my pussy convulsed. Hot squirt gushed out in messy waves. It flooded his face.

I pulled off his cock in shame. "Shit. I am so sorry."

He licked every drop from his lips with a wicked grin. "You have plenty of time to pay for your sins, baby."

Before I could catch my breath he flipped me over. His strong hands gripped my hips tightly. In one savage motion he slammed his massive cock balls-deep into my still-spasming cunt.