Reign Over Me (The Covenant Book 1)

by Gwendolyn Casey

  He was so big and thick that my pussy was still burning from his possession, but my body was adjusting and the pain was easing. While I couldn’t say it felt good, it definitely felt right, as if he belonged inside me. My body may be in pain, but it wanted Rem there with a sick desperation.

  I let my hands find his on my body. I needed to feel his strength as it owned every inch of me. The fingers around my throat excited me the most. His grip was tight but restrained. He could kill me, and yet I knew he wouldn't hurt me. I couldn't help the little mewls that escaped as I followed his other hand that moved down between my legs. I wrapped my fingers around his wrist as his fingers teased my clit.

  He kept his body perfectly still inside me but set me on fire with his mouth and hands. It was as if he was invading me and consuming me all at once.

  Rem ended the kiss to move his mouth back to my ear, his hand still around my throat. "Now, I want you to tell me who you belong to."

  "You,” I said instantly, squeezing my burning muscles around his cock.

  “Good girl,” he growled, sending more shudders through my body. I groaned as he started to grind himself against me, causing his cock to awaken my entire pussy. His slow thrusts started to lift my feet off the floor. "You are my old lady. Is that understood?"

  His words and the fingers between my legs had my body simmering with pleasure, my core finally sending out little hints of pleasure. "Yes. Yes," I screamed.

  "Good." He pulled out of me completely.

  "What," I sputtered as he quickly flipped me over and then threw me over his shoulder into a firefighter carry. I reached back to try to cover myself as he headed toward the stairs. "Rem, what the hell are you doing?"

  He stayed silent as he took the stairs two at a time and then headed down the hall to his room. Once there, he slammed the door and flopped me on to his bed.

  "Take your clothes off," he stated. I heard his command, but I was too distracted to comply. I simply gaped at his perfect body. While I’d seen him with his shirt off, I never got my fill, trying to avoid the embarrassment of staring.

  Now, I was able to take it all in. I knew he was in shape, but an actual six-pack? I always thought those were myths, only possible with digital film enhancement. I bit my lip and reached out to touch. He smirked as he sauntered forward so I could feel him.

  I let my fingers wonder over his abs gently. The tips traced the outline of his hard muscles, and I felt the ache between my legs again. I looked up to his chest and wanted to touch more. I got on my knees on the bed, brought my hands to his shoulders, and let them slither down his arms. They were definitely my favorite, so much strength and power encased in such smooth skin. I noticed that the tattoo on his left bicep was of the grim reaper but instead of a scythe, he was holding some type of rifle.

  He reached for my shirt and took it off over my head with my bra. Then he pushed me back on the bed to remove my skirt and the remnants of my panties along with my shoes. When I was bare before him, the fierceness of his gaze gentled, but the lust remained strong. I lay back as he simply caressed my body.

  "Why are you going so slowly? Downstairs you were ready to tear me apart," I said softly.

  He stared down at me. "Downstairs I had a point to make, and I knew you wouldn't listen unless I was balls deep."

  I blushed and looked away, but he brought my face back to him. "But now that we are on the same page, I can be gentle with my virgin princess."

  "I'm not a virgin anymore," I said. "And what if I liked what you did downstairs?"

  "You'll always be my virgin, and trust me when I say there is plenty of rough stuff to come," he said before he came down on top of me and kissed me.

  I opened my mouth eagerly for his tongue and arched my back into his body. The heat of his skin against mine felt so good, so warm. My fingers wandered over his back and arms, clutching at the strong muscle beneath.

  In a million years, I never thought a man like this would ever want me, a man so strong and powerful, a god amongst men. Just thinking about his power sent a new wave of wetness between my legs.

  He must have felt it because he smirked against my lips. “That’s it, baby girl. Show me how much you want me.”

  I could only moan in response as he continued his assault on my senses. His tongue made love to my mouth with firm thrusts and little nips from his teeth. His hands were rough as they roamed my body, letting his fingers mark my skin when he gripped my curves. His cock was so hard it was bruising as it pushed at my folds.

  I broke away from his mouth with a gasp. “Please, Rem.” I didn’t want to wait any longer.

  He reached up a hand into my hair and tugged roughly. “Beg me. Give me the dirty words out of that virginal mouth.”

  “Please, Rem. I need you inside me. I need you to fuck m—” My words were cut short as he thrust deep. I hissed as I felt the same burn from before.

  “Does it still hurt?” He stayed still, looking down at me.

  “Yes, but it’s not as bad,” I lied. “Keep going. Make me yours.”

  I gripped his neck to bring him down for a kiss. Rem met my lips and kissed me back, his chest pressed to mine. He began to move himself in and out in short thrusts but moved his hands along my skin, gripping into my flesh. After a few moments, I felt something through the pain. It was faint at first but began to feel stronger every time Rem moved. I let out a little gasp when it really felt good. Rem pulled away slightly to bring my knees a little higher and then started to make his strokes longer and harder. He stared down at my face, watching me for every emotion that crossed my face. At first, I tried to control things, but the feelings became too strong and I abandoned any pretense.

  The louder I moaned, the faster and harder Rem would thrust.

  It was not long until I felt close to the edge. My cunt was clamping down on him, wanting what only he could provide. Every nerve ending inside of me was humming with pleasure. I couldn’t believe how good it all felt. “Oh, Rem.”

  He leaned his forehead against mine. “Jesus, Isabel. I don’t know if I can last the way you are gripping me.”

  “Please, Rem. I need…”

  “I know what you need, baby,” he said and pushed my legs higher, raising himself onto his hands. Then he really started to fuck me. His thrusts were firm and deep, hitting that bundle of nerves inside with perfect precision.

  “Yes, yes,” I screamed. The downward motion made it so my clit was being stimulated as well. My center was on fire with pain and pleasure.

  The moment came when it was all too much, and I clenched every muscle. Rem let out a roar and held himself deep. I gripped him tightly as I felt liquid bliss roll over me. I’d never felt anything as perfect as this moment.

  As the fire began to settle into my bones, my pussy continued to milk Rem as he found his completion. His cum was warm inside me, and it sent another burst of pleasure through my center as I thought about his seed coating my womb.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Rem

  I lifted my head to gaze down at the woman who just gave me the most incredible experience of my life. She went beyond all my expectations. Yes, she was innocent but so eager and responsive. And it was all for me.

  To be honest, I didn’t exactly plan what happened downstairs. I was fucking pissed, and when she started backing away from me, it was like the hare giving chase to the wolf. I went after her with everything.

  I needed her to understand that she was mine and I could think of no other way than to simply take her. She needed to feel every inch of me inside her to understand what it meant to be mine.

  And she wanted it. I wasn’t kidding when I said I might not last with the way her pussy strangled my cock. It was the tightest thing I’d ever felt, not to mention warm and wet. Nothing like the sluts I’d had over the years.

  She looked at me now as if I was a fucking god, so I kissed her again, wanting to start it all over.

  Then my phone rang.

  “Fuck,” I said, an
d she moaned as I pulled away from her.

  It was Jordan. I sat back against the headboard as I answered. “What?”

  “Sorry to interrupt your first step into intimacy, brother, but Greyson wants to know about Vincent. Church in five minutes.”

  “Fine.” I hung up then got off the bed and reached for my jeans. “I got to go.”

  Isabel reached for the blanket. “Where are you going?”

  “Club business.”

  “When are you coming back?”

  “I don’t know,” I said, a little annoyed. I never needed to explain myself.

  I looked back at her and instantly felt like an ass. She was looking down at the bed, biting her lip. I just took her virginity, and now I was running out the door. I should stay and … I didn’t even know. Couples probably cuddle and talk after sex, right?

  I sat down and reached for her. She resisted so I grabbed her chin. “Listen, Isabel. I don’t want you to think that what just happened wasn’t important to me because it was.”

  She looked at me. “Really?”

  “Yes. You’re my woman now.” She smiled at that, and I was glad the look of disappointment was gone. “But I still can’t share club business with you. It is for your protection.”

  “Okay.” She nodded.

  “All right. I’m going downstairs for a while. I’m not sure how long it will take, but I won’t leave the building without telling you. Okay?”

  “Okay.”

  I kissed her and then remembered something. “Why didn’t you move your stuff in here?”

  “What?” She looked confused.

  “Since you were sleeping when I left, I told Jessica that you could move your stuff in here and sleep in my bed while I was gone.” Isabel looked shocked. “She was supposed to tell you goodbye for me.”

  Isabel let out a frustrated breath. “And you trusted her to tell me?”

  “Why not?”

  She rolled her eyes. “Jessica is Tracy’s minion. You know Tracy hates me. I didn’t even know you had left until the morning when you didn’t show up for breakfast. Tracy told me you had visited her before you left.”

  “That’s not true. I left a few minutes after I spoke to Greyson.” Tracy was proving to be a real pain in the ass. “Was that why you were so cold to me earlier? You thought I was with Tracy?”

  “That and you didn’t say goodbye.”

  Her little pout was adorable, especially since it proved her feelings.

  “Come here.” I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom. I set her down on the floor and started the shower. Once we were under the spray, I took the soap and started washing her body.

  I brought her small body into mine so I could caress her stomach and breasts with my soapy hands. She leaned her head into my neck, and I leaned down to her ear. “After this, I want you to move your stuff in here. You’ll be sleeping with me from now on.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yeah. Do want to keep sleeping in that bunk?”

  “No, it’s just…” She looked down.

  “What?”

  She turned in my arms and looked up at me. “Are you sure you want me here? Every night?”

  “Yes.” I kissed her again. “Don’t question me when it comes to what I want, babe. It will save us time.”

  I gave her my whole mouth, and we started kissing desperately. I couldn’t get enough of her soft lips and sweet taste. I was hard all over again. I let my hand reach between us and thrust my fingers inside her.

  A hiss came out of her mouth.

  “Too sore?”

  “Yeah,” she said looking a little guilty.

  “It’s all right, babe. I’ll be gentle.” I brought her leg up around my waist before reaching down again. I washed the blood and cum from her thighs, smiling to myself. The thought of a condom hadn’t even crossed my mind—that was how much this girl affected me. It was a good thing she was protected because I couldn’t stand the thought of something between us now that I know how she felt bare. Damn, I really do have to thank Sophie.

  I kept my fingers on the outside and gently caressed her clit. I wanted to give her one more orgasm before I left. I couldn’t give her the talking thing, but I could definitely give her more pleasure.

  Our mouths came together naturally. My tongue gave her long, deep kisses to match my rubbing down below. She whimpered, and her body shivered as I pushed a little harder. She reached for my cock, but I grabbed her wrist and pinned it to the wall above her head. This wasn’t about me.

  Her wetness coated my hand, and I made passes over her cunt but kept my fingers out of her center. One hand gripped the back of my neck while I linked fingers with the hand I held captive against the wall.

  Isabel gasped into my mouth. “Rem, oh.” Then she bit her lip and tilted her head back while pushing her lower body forward with all her strength. I held my palm hard to her clit and let her climax wash over her. She looked so fucking beautiful in that moment that I made a promise to make her come at least once a day.

  I let go of her hand and cupped her face as her body relaxed against the wall, my other still pressed between her legs to drag every shiver from her body. Her hands settled on my shoulders, and she finally looked at me.

  She smiled at me sleepily. Then she kissed me before cuddling into my neck.

  I made quick work of washing her body again and then carried her out. I wrapped her in large towel and rubbed every inch dry.

  Isabel’s body was my every fantasy come to life. Her skin was soft with sprinkles of freckles that shaped over curves and angles that I never really appreciated on a woman before. I always loved the female ass, hips, and tits, but I never noticed how sexy the clavical bone could be until Isabel. There was just something about the sight of her upper chest where it connected to her neck that just called to me, wanting me to lick and nibble. I had to stop myself from marking the area with my teeth.

  She simply let me take care of her. She was pliable but not absent. I could feel it in the way she touched me, her fingers caressing my hair and shoulders.

  When I was satisfied, I picked her up and carried her to bed. I put her in naked and covered her with the comforter.

  I pulled on my jeans before leaning over her. “Sleep. I’ll be back soon.”

  She nodded, but her eyes were already closed. I kissed her lips. It felt strange to take care of someone, but with her it felt like I had to. Not like an obligation, more like a privilege.

  I turned away and stuffed my feet into my boots, leaving them untied. Then I grabbed a shirt and my cut before heading out the door. I entered the hall shirtless and ran smack dab into Duncan.

  Shit.

  My friend grinned like a Cheshire cat. “I heard what happened.”

  “Yeah.” I pulled the shirt over my head and I began to walk down the hall.

  Duncan stayed close behind me. “So was I right?”

  I just looked at him.

  “Was she a virgin?”

  I didn’t answer.

  “So she was.” He laughed. “Lucky bastard.”

  I could only smile.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Isabel

  The next morning, I woke up to find Rem in bed with me. I was surprised because I couldn’t remember him coming back in the room. He was naked with an arm slung over my middle. I just stared at him for a few moments, taking his raw masculinity and relaxed face. He looked younger in sleep. I wanted to touch him, but I decided to let him sleep. I felt the twinge of pain inside as me as I snuck out from under him. As I got dressed, I couldn’t help but smile as I thought about that pain and what had caused it.

  I went back to the Hearts’ room and switched out my clothing. Fortunately, the room was empty so I didn’t have to answer any questions. When I used the bathroom, I took my birth control like I did every morning. Looking at the packet, I noticed this was the seventh pill. According to the information packet that came with the pack, it wouldn’t be effective until after a
full seven days. We were cutting it close last night.

  Should I tell him?

  I quickly decided that was a bad idea. This relationship was just starting. I didn’t need to scare him within the first twenty-four hours. I knew there was potential for conception, but the chance was low. No point in making a fuss when there probably won’t be an issue.

  I headed downstairs to start breakfast.

  Duncan was the first down. “Good morning,” I said.

  “I’ll bet it’s good.” He gave me a smirk. It shouldn’t have surprised me that everyone knew. This place was worse than a sorority and more than eager to talk about sex.

  Hawk and Max filtered in and started making plates, too.

  “It couldn’t have been that great,” Duncan said and leaned in. “If you gave me that cherry, you wouldn’t be able to walk for a few days.”

  I rolled my eyes. I could say that I still felt where Rem had been with every step I took, but I decided not to play his game. “Why would I want that? To be in so much pain I couldn’t walk? That doesn’t make any sense.” I handed him a plate.

  He was about to say something else when there was grunt from the right. “What are you doing?” Rem came stomping over from the staircase. His hair was still bed messed and he was pulling on his cut.

  “What I do every morning.” I gestured to the breakfast items spread on the counter.

  “Not anymore.” He turned me toward him and started to pull me away from the counter.

  I started to laugh. “What are you talking about?”

  “You’re my old lady. You don’t cook for anyone but me.”

  “What?” Duncan said from across the counter. “If that’s the case, then I might have to challenge you for her, bro.”

  Rem was about to turn toward Duncan, but I stopped him. “Rem, he is just kidding, and I like cooking for the guys. It makes me feel useful and needed.”