OBS Chapter 212: Sex With Liam
Chapter 212: Sex With Liam
Scarlett’s POV
Liam carried me over to his massive bed without breaking the kiss, our tongues tangled and desperate. We crashed onto the soft mattress, his huge, heavy body pinning me down exactly where I needed him. The heat between us was feral now, burning so hot I thought I’d lose my mind.
His mouth left mine and attacked my neck, sucking hard before biting down on that sweet spot near my shoulder. I arched with a sharp cry, my nails raking down his back.
"Scarlett," he growled against my skin, his voice thick and rough. "You drive me fucking crazy."
His rough hands shoved under my silk tank top, yanking it off and tossing it aside. Then he stripped my shorts down my legs, leaving me completely naked and dripping for him. Liam stood just long enough to kick off his sweatpants. His massive cock sprang free—thick, veined, and rock-hard, the head already glistening. My pussy clenched at the sight of it.
He climbed back between my spread thighs, but instead of entering me right away, he dipped his head. His hot mouth latched onto my left tit, sucking my nipple deep and hard while his tongue flicked over the sensitive peak. I moaned loudly, fingers threading through his hair as he switched to the other breast, sucking and biting until both my nipples were swollen and aching.
"Fuck, Liam..." I whimpered.
He didn’t stop there. He kissed and licked his way down my stomach, then shoved my thighs wide open. Without warning, his mouth covered my soaked pussy. His tongue dragged through my folds, lapping up my wetness before he sucked my swollen clit hard between his lips.
"Oh my god—" I cried out, hips bucking against his face. He growled into my cunt, the vibration shooting pleasure through me as he ate me like a starving man. Two thick fingers pushed inside my tight hole, curling and pumping while his tongue kept sucking and flicking my clit. I was grinding on his face, soaking his mouth and chin, the wet, filthy sounds filling the room.
I came hard on his tongue, thighs shaking around his head, screaming his name as my pussy pulsed and gushed.
Liam rose up, lips shiny with my juices, eyes glowing gold. He gripped my hips, lined up his massive cock at my entrance, and thrust in deep with one brutal stroke.
"Fuck!" I gasped, my walls stretching painfully around his thick length. He was so big, so deep, buried to the balls inside my dripping pussy.
He groaned, his voice dark. "So fucking tight... this pussy was made for me."
He didn’t give me time to adjust. He started fucking me hard—long, heavy strokes that slammed into me over and over. The wet slap of his balls against my ass mixed with my moans and his low growls. He pinned my wrists above my head with one hand, the other gripping my thigh as he drove his cock even deeper.
"Look at me, Scar," he commanded.
I met his glowing eyes, and the raw possession in them sent me over the edge again. My pussy clamped down around his thrusting cock as I came violently, crying out, my body shaking.
But Liam wasn’t done. Five years. Five fucking years without this, without a woman, without release, and now his control was shattering. I could feel it in the way his muscles trembled, the way his cock throbbed angrily inside me like it was starving.
He pulled out suddenly, making me whine at the emptiness. In one powerful move, he flipped me onto my stomach and yanked my hips up so I was on my knees, ass high in the air. He didn’t speak. He just mounted me like a beast.
His huge cock slammed back into my soaked pussy in a single brutal thrust, forcing a broken scream from my throat. This angle made him feel even bigger, deeper, the head of his cock battering against my cervix with every savage stroke.
"Fuck—Liam!" I cried, gripping the sheets.
He snarled, his voice pure wolf now. "Been too goddamn long... Your tight little cunt is sucking me in. So wet. So fucking perfect."
His big hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise as he fucked me like an animal—fast, deep, and merciless. The sound of skin slapping skin was obscene, loud and filthy. His heavy balls smacked against my clit with every thrust. I was drooling onto the pillow, my pussy gushing around his thick cock as he railed me.
He leaned over my back, one hand fisting my hair and pulling my head back so he could growl into my ear.
"Yo belongs to me now. Say it."
"I’m yours —oh god, I’m yours!" I sobbed as another orgasm ripped through me, my walls fluttering and milking his cock.
Liam’s thrusts grew erratic, desperate. The years of pent-up hunger poured out of him as he pounded me harder, grunting and cursing under his breath. Finally, with a deep, guttural roar, he buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding my pussy with thick, hot spurts of cum. He kept grinding into me even as he came, like he couldn’t stop, like he wanted every drop trapped deep inside me.
We collapsed for a moment, both panting. But he stayed hard inside me, still twitching.
He pulled out slowly, his cum leaking down my thighs, then gently rolled me onto my side.
"Come here, baby," he whispered, his voice suddenly softer, rough with emotion.
He lay behind me, pulling my back flush against his warm, sweaty chest. One strong arm wrapped around me, holding me close as he lifted my top leg slightly. His still-hard cock nudged at my entrance from behind and slowly pushed back inside my cum-slick pussy.
This time it was different. Passionate. Deep.
He moved with long, slow rolls of his hips, fucking me tenderly while spooned against me. His lips pressed against my neck, kissing, licking, and sucking gently as he filled me over and over again. His free hand roamed my body—cupping my breast, rolling my nipple, and sliding down to rub slow circles on my swollen clit.
"I’ve waited so long for you," he breathed against my skin, his voice thick. "My mate... my Scarlett."
Every thrust was passionate, loving, but still so deep it made my toes curl. The fated bond pulsed between us, raw pleasure mixed with something almost sacred. I reached back, threading my fingers through his hair as I moaned softly with every stroke.
We moved together like that, slow and intimate, his cock sliding in and out of my dripping, cum-filled pussy while he held me like he’d never let go. The pleasure built gradually this time, warm and overwhelming, until we both released again—my walls clenching around him as he groaned my name and pumped another load of hot seed deep inside me.
We stayed locked together, his cock still buried in me, his arms tight around my body, our breathing finally slowing as one.
For those few moments, nothing else existed.