Shattered Heart: The Donnellys, Book 3 (6 page)

Chapter Eleven

Cy
n found herself back in Shane’s arms, her legs wrapped tight around his hips, being carried down the hallway to her bedroom. He apparently liked carrying her, and she had to admit, although it was a bit primitive, she kinda liked it too. He’d also not stopped kissing her either. And she also had to admit, she more than kinda liked that.

Her back hit the bed and Shane came down over her, his lips never leaving hers. He framed her breasts in his big hands and tweaked her nipples. Yeah, she kinda liked a lot of things.
Gah!

“Gotta get inside you.” He stood and lost his boxers.

Her gaze was locked on his hard prick. Long, thick and angled up toward his belly button, almost touching it. He was perfect. Shane Conlon had been blessed in a way that most men only dreamed, and he was all hers for the night. She’d had him in her mouth, between her tits and now—God help her—she’d have him in her cunt. If her luck held out, a few times. She removed her jeans. “Yes. Like, right fucking now.”

He climbed onto the bed. “Demanding little thing.”

Cyn laughed, leaned to her side and retrieved a condom from the nightstand drawer. “Yeah well, it slips out on occasion. Especially with your delicious cock staring right at me.”

He held out his palm and she handed him the condom. He tore open the package and rolled the latex down his gift from God. “I should put you over my knee.”

Cyn’s eyes went wide as her body went up in flames. He could spank her all he wanted. She hoped like hell he would. “That’s not a threat, Shane.”

“Damn…” Shane shook his head, grabbed her by the ankle and slid her toward him. He angled down between her spread thighs and licked through her bare slit, then slipped two fingers inside her. “Ain’t nothing better than a bare, hot and tight pussy. Sweet honey too.” He glanced up at her, and Cyn gasped and grabbed the bedsheets. “Nice and smooth. Might just make you wait a little longer because yeah…your taste.” He slid his fingers from her channel, pressed his thumb to her clit and snaked his tongue to her opening, dipping it inside.

Cyn was so on edge from everything they’d already done, her orgasm bubbled up like a tidal wave. “Shane!”

“Come for me.” He dove two fingers inside again and sucked her clit.

“Oh, fuck. God! Yes!” Cyn slammed her head back on the pillows and exploded. Her climax tore through her, sending tingles over her skin while her pussy clenched and spasmed around his fingers.

“Yeah, that’s what I was looking for.” He licked through her slit again.

Cyn raised her head, her breaths sawing in and out of her, and stared down at him. Shane had the most obvious expression in his blue eyes. One that could only be perceived as sheer pride in what he’d drawn from her so quickly. He’d earned it; she’d gone off like a freaking stick of dynamite. “Feeling pretty pleased with yourself, cowboy?”

He chuckled as he licked his lips. “Any reason I shouldn’t be?”

Cyn stifled her laugh, but couldn’t keep a grin from surfacing. “Not saying.”

“Uh-huh. Might have to paddle that ass anyway.” He rose and climbed over her, settling his hips between her spread thighs.

Cyn was more than grateful he’d put the condom on earlier because she was beyond greedy for him. “Told you—” the head of his cock pressed to the mouth of her pussy, “—unngghh!”

“Told me what?” He slid the tip in.

Cyn moved her hands down his back to his ass and grabbed hold of the firm flesh. “That’s not…ahh fffuuucc—” Shane drove his dick the rest of the way inside her and Cyn forgot what she was saying.

He pulled back and slid deep again. “What was that?”

A hard breath rushed out of her. Full—she was stuffed full of his cock, her cunt rippling around his thickness as her body tingled from head to toe. He was propped on his forearms, his eyes boring into her with such intensity she thought she might spontaneously combust. Cyn swallowed and gazed up at him. No words were said, and neither of them moved. Something passed between them in the silence of her bedroom and Cyn ignored it. She had to. Instead she shifted her hips beneath him. “Fuck me, Shane. Please?”

“Anything you want, Cyn. Anything.” He lowered his head and kissed her and then thrust his hips forward.

As his pelvis rubbed back and forth against her clit, his shaft slid within her channel. Holy shit. Her body tightened and Cyn moaned into his mouth, tangling her tongue with his. She raised her knees higher, dug her heels into the bed and shifted her hips in opposite time with his. And fuck it was good. Mind-blowing good. He dove his fingers into her short hair, tilted her head back and licked down her chin to her neck.

She moved with his thrusts, her orgasm rushing up fast as her channel clenched around his shaft. Cyn couldn’t stop it, or her need for more of him as his thickness drilled inside her and he worked her clit at the same time. She smoothed her palms down his back, his ass and up again—the feel of the muscles rippling beneath his skin with each shift of his body sent additional pleasure ripping through her. “Fuck. God, don’t stop!”

“Tight. So fucking tight. Your pussy is squeezing me like a glove.” Shane growled against her neck, gripped one of her thighs, raising her knee to his side, and rolled his pelvis harder. “Feeling that slick cunt of yours. Come for me again, Cyn.” Shane pushed himself up onto his fists, and drove into her with such force the top of her head hit the headboard.

Cyn reached back and grabbed the iron scrollwork in the wooden frame. With the added leverage, she arched her back, rolling her hips. “I can’t… Oh my God…” Her second orgasm broke free and Cyn lost her breath on a silent scream. She bit down on her bottom lip and wave after wave rolled through her as her clit pulsed and her pussy clenched in rapid spasms around his hard shaft.

Shane kept at it. “Give it to me. Fuck yeah. Yes! So damn good.”

Before she’d even caught her breath, or could see straight, Shane reared up and flipped her over, and she was face-to-face with her mattress.
Uh-oh!
He yanked her hips high, ran his fingers from her clit through her slit and then his palm landed on her ass cheek
. CRACK!

“Oh, fuck!” Tingling heat spread from the spot he’d slapped. Panting, Cyn turned her head and moaned. And then he slapped the other side with an equal amount of fervor. It stung. A fuckton. But in the most delicious way.

Shane smoothed his rough palm over both spots, then trailed his fingers between the cleft of her ass, stroking over her anus. A sound came out of Cyn she would’ve never thought was her own, and her eyes glazed over.

“Want me here, tonight?” He pressed the tip of a finger against the puckered opening.

“Yes.” She arched, raising her ass higher. “Want you any way, all ways, please.” She wasn’t a woman who normally liked anal. She’d tried a few times in her past, but being petite, it never seemed to feel right or work for her. Shane’s cock was huge, and she should be scared at the thought of him even trying. But in that moment, she was so gone in a hazy orgasmic bliss and desperate to have more of him, she’d even take him there.

“Mmm. Girl, gonna be the death of me.” He moved his hand, and she felt his cock sliding through the folds of her pussy. “Not yet. But I do plan on making this sweet cunt come for me a few more times.”

She whimpered and curled the sheets tight in her fists. Most guys bragged, were all talk. Most guys
tried
to do what Shane just vowed. And most guys failed.

But Shane didn’t brag or try,
or
fail. Shane delivered.

The head of his cock dragged over her clit before sliding, with one solid thrust, into her cunt. The swollen crown grazed her G-spot on his entry. Cyn closed her eyes and let out a ragged moan. Sweet Jesus! There wasn’t a doubt in Cyn’s mind that by the time he was done with her, Shane would make good on his vow, and she’d orgasm more times for him than she ever had in one night for anyone else.

Shane stared down at the heart-shaped ass pressed to his pelvis. Damn thing was full, round, and the closest thing to perfect he’d ever seen. He wanted to take Cyn’s ass, almost had. But tonight wasn’t the night for that. There’d be others. But goddamn, so fucking tempting, especially when he’d stroked over her tight hole and she arched further, pressing against his fingers.

“Shane, please?” She shifted her hips.

“Shh…I got you.” He smoothed his palms over her backside where he’d left his mark. Gripping her hips tight, he drew his dick out and drilled back in. Hard. Her ass cheeks jiggled each time his pelvis bounced against her and Shane had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from losing his mind.

She arched, rolling her hips. “Oh fuck! Oh, fuck, yes!”

“Slide your hand down and rub your clit.” He gritted his teeth and powered into her. Fuck, she was magnificent. Shane’s balls tightened, his orgasm ready to break free. But not yet, first her. Always her.

With every thrust into her, she moaned, groaned and whimpered. Each sound she made was music to his ears as they climbed in octave. Her cunt clenched around his shaft and he growled. “Fuck…” He sucked his thumb into his mouth, wetting it, then slid it through the cleft of her ass. “Keep working that clit for me.” Shane pressed his thumb into her asshole.

Cyn screamed, arched her back and slammed against him. Her pussy squeezed his dick as she came, shouting his name, rocking against him and taking what she wanted. He was happy to give it to her. Shit, he was happy to give her anything she wanted. Shane bent over her, his chest tight to her back and let himself go—pounding into her with reckless abandon.

She reached between her legs, caught his balls in her palm and squeezed. That did it. “Fuuuckkk!” Shane’s orgasm hit, and as it did, he clamped her shoulder between his teeth. Panting through his nose, his cocked jerked, over and over inside her. He closed his eyes and drowned in the waves of his climax, the spasms from her tight cunt milking him, and the feel of her petite body beneath him.

When his body finally settled, he slipped from her channel and rolled to her side. At some point, Cyn had collapsed to the bed. Though he wasn’t sure when that’d happened. He brushed her hair away from her eyes. “You okay?”

She nodded. “More than okay.” Her voice was a bare whisper, with a hint of a rasp threaded through it.

He propped himself on an elbow and trailed his fingers down her spine. “Not done with you yet.”

“Damn, Shane.” She smiled. “Really?”

“Yeah. Really.” He kissed the tip of her nose before rolling away and off the bed in search of the bathroom. After a quick cleanup, he returned. She’d pulled the sheet over her and was curled on her side, eyes closed. Jesus, she was petite, yet fit him to a T.

He’d always been attracted to taller women; considering his size and height, it just seemed to work better. But so far with Cyn, when they were lying down—and he was buried deep inside her—their difference in height and size didn’t matter.

He slid in the bed beside her and she opened her eyes, scooted closer and laid one of her knock-’im-on-his-ass kisses on him. Shane curled an arm around her back and pulled her tighter to his chest. Yeah, so not done with her yet. He rolled to his back, taking her with him, his mouth still fused to hers.

Cyn broke from his lips and kissed down his jaw to his neck. “Not done with you yet either.” She grazed his shoulder with her teeth and licked her way down his chest, sucking and nibbling at his skin as she went.

“Good to know.” Shane sucked in a breath when she found his nipple and bit it. He cupped the back of her head, and then ran his fingers through her soft hair.

“You smell so good.” She pressed her face to his abs. “Taste even better.” She moaned and circled his belly button with her tongue.

He gripped the back of her hair and tugged. “Cyn…”

“Mmm?” She licked down the line of hair leading from his naval to his pelvis.

“Cyn…”

“Mmhmm?” She licked over the rapidly growing head of his cock.

Shane jacked his head back onto the pillows and hissed through his teeth. “Oh my…fuck!”

“Shhh.” She sucked the head between her lips.

Shane sucked in another sharp breath and glanced down at her. Regardless of the dimness of the room, it was easy to see she had her pretty brown eyes trained on him and her lips wrapped tight around his dick. As crazy as it sounded, she looked like a fucking angel—with maybe a tiny set of devil horns adorning her short crown of chestnut-colored hair.

She closed her eyes as she took him deep into the haven of her mouth and his prick swelled, full and hard. He moaned, his hips thrusting up on their own. But he refused to take his gaze from her. She was magnificent sucking his dick. Shane knew he’d never forget how he felt and how she looked at that moment. Ever.

Cyn worked him with her mouth, teeth and tongue—sucking and licking, nipping and teasing. He could’ve come again for her—but like before, not yet. First her. Always her…

Cyn had a mouthful of Shane’s cock, when suddenly she was lifted by her arms, spun around and laid out flat on top of him, facing the opposite direction. She’d started to protest, but his dick was in her face, so she was happy about that, but then she felt it. Him. His lips.
Good God!
Shane dragged his tongue through her folds and her body went loose and tight at the same time.
Good. Fucking. God!

Doing her best to get herself back on track and suck him until he lost his mind, she grabbed him by the base of his shaft and slid him back in her mouth. At the same time, Shane dragged a finger, or maybe a thumb, she couldn’t be sure, through her very wet pussy and then pressed it into her ass. His cock popped from her mouth. “Oh
fuck!
”

“Swear to God, gonna have this ass. Someday, gonna have it.”

“Shane…” Her words sounded breathless, her voice a bare whisper as a shiver raced down her spine. With his tongue buried inside her pussy, he worked her with his fingers. Cyn’s channel clenched, her clit pulsed and her ass burned, but in the most decadent way—all of it building her back up.

But it was his words…his words had done the most to cause her orgasm to come rushing to the surface. Cyn swallowed and tried to focus on his cock. She didn’t want to come yet. She licked down the shaft to his ba—
CRACK!
The flat of Shane’s palm landed on her ass cheek and Cyn’s head jerked up. “Holy shit!”