No—wait—ngh!”
The protest died in a broken moan the second Ronan drove into her in one hard thrust.
Kaela’s thoughts scattered. She still had not decided where they stood, yet somehow they were already bare and he was buried to the hilt inside her, stretching her open without mercy. He gave her no time to adjust. His hips snapped forward again and again, deep and relentless, turning her into nothing more than a vessel for his pleasure.
And her body betrayed her completely.
Every thrust dragged against the exact places that made her vision blur. She writhed beneath him, legs open, soaked and clenching, mind emptied of everything except the thick slide of his c**k. The forced heat left no room for dignity. She was exactly what she looked like: a female in heat, desperate for the male abo
