Lara

“To claim what’s mine,” he stated, bold as hell and hitting me straight in my lady goodies. That was a first. My body was burning with need more than it was earlier. I didn’t understand what was happening to me, but I welcomed it. Those gray eyes of his darkening as he stared into my soul. His lips twisted upward, transforming into a promising smile. When I first turned to look at him, I had to wipe the drool off my chin. There was no way a man could be made that way. He had on an expensive suit, with almost black hair cut short, but enough to part it to one side. His face was covered in dark stubble and his skin was olive. I wanted to run my hands through his hair and my tongue along his jaw like a greedy wench, then do whatever he pleased. Damn he smelled so good.

I paused for a moment then it hit me, his scent. It was the former resident. They came in with the door locked. This had been his place. Oh shit, I thought he wanted me, but he just wanted his stuff. He probably hates me for making him leave. “Wait, these are your things here?” 

“Yes, they are, muñeca. Pero, I’m not here for them. At least not anymore.” His voice was sending shivers of delight over my nipples and down straight to my core. I don’t know what magic he had, but it was working. My body was like a bitch in heat, waiting for the man I’d dreamt of last night to come and fill me up with all his babies. I had no idea where that thought came from, but I knew it was his fault.

“What’s changed?” I asked, wondering why he came for his things but changed his mind. A feral expression crossed his face and my body continued the burning it had been doing in overtime. My pussy was soaking my panties and fuck, from the way he sniffed the air so subtly, I wonder if he could smell my desire.

“You. You’re mine, muñeca. I had no idea you existed and now I know why my grandparents gave you our homes.” My brain couldn’t even process anything other than he said I was his. Then the rest seeped in after staring at him for longer than I should have.

I was confused and horny which made concentration very difficult at the moment.  “Your grandparents?” 

“Yes, muñeca.” He nodded his head. The fact that they gave three strangers their homes was surprising, but it brought him to me or more like me to him. I stepped back, needing to create some distance, but he stepped forward.

“I’d never hurt you, Lara. All I want to do is please you and I shall. When the sun sets you will be mine, preciosa.”

A part of me knew he wouldn’t physically hurt me, but he could end up stealing my heart and crushing it to pieces. “What if I ran?”

“You can run all you like, muñeca. It will not change anything because I will catch you and fill you with my seed. I am going to breed you tonight and you’re going to love it. Every last minute, every thrust, every drop of sweat will be filled with our passion. You are mine as I am yours. You know you feel it, Lara,” he stated. I only nodded as I watched the red and yellow horizon become more prominent as the sun lowered in the sky. It wouldn’t be long before darkness fell and his words wouldn’t be just that. I could feel it deep down inside that he meant everything he said. I should be running as fast as I could, but watching the colors of the sky through the window, I knew I wanted to stay.

Desire shot straight through me and a moan escaped my lips. A growl tore through the air. I turned my eyes to Hector, taking in his muscular form in the black suit. He pulled off his coat and tossed it on the chair. Next was the tie, his strong hands wrapped around the silky material, tugging it free from his neck.

“Where’s my sister?” I asked, completely forgetting about her until I saw him slowly undress. I didn’t want her to see him naked. He was mine, for my eyes only.

“She left with my brother. It seems your twin belongs to him like you do me,” he said, pulling his shirt from his pants and kicking off his loafers. He undid the first button on his shirt, revealing a little of his neck. Fuck, this man was huge. I wondered if it was the same everywhere. If it was, I was going to be hurting.

“You are so sure of yourself,” I said with a quaking voice. More than anything, I was sure of him too. The way my body was coming alive on the spot told me that I was going to give him whatever he wanted. Tonight, I’d lose my virginity to a man I’d just met.

“That’s because it’s true. If I touch your pussy right now, it’ll be soaked. In fact, I know it is. I can smell your sweet scent. Fuck, I need to get you in bed.” He grabbed me around the waist and flipped me over his shoulder and walked to the master bedroom. His bed, where I laid down and rubbed my body all over. My pussy flexed just thinking about him and he growled like a beast.

“Fuck, muñeca, your pussy is so ready. I want to fucking lap up all that cream.” Like his words were any fucking help. My ass was a hot mess already. As he flipped me onto the bed, I caught the moonlight from the window.

“The sun is down,” I said, daring him to keep his promise.

“I know,” he muttered, grabbing hold of his length through his pants. Fuck me, he was big everywhere. I watched, mesmerized as he took off the rest of his clothes. He stood there in all his glory, naked and muscular. His chest had a small patch of hair that seemed perfectly groomed. I wanted to run my fingers all over his taut freaking eight pack. I thought it was supposed to be a six?

He stroked his cock, leisurely, like he was trying to torment me. I wanted him and his massively sexy body with his thick cock in my womb.