Ryan climbed onto the bed, settling his weight between Zara's thighs.
He didn't bother with a slow, teasing entry. The agonizing buildup had pushed him past the point of restraint. He gripped Zara's hips, anchoring her to the mattress, and drove forward.
He buried himself to the absolute hilt in one devastating, bone-rattling thrust.
Zara screamed, her back arching violently off the sheets. Her inner walls clamped down around his cock with terrifying, crushing force, milking him instantly.
"Yes," Zara sobbed, her hands flying up to grip the hard muscles of his arms. "Don't hold back, Ryan—ruin me—"
He pounded into her with ruthless, mechanical precision. The heavy king-sized bed frame groaned under the violent, shifting weight.
The wet, heavy slap of his pelvis hitting her thighs echoed loudly in the massive bedroom, drowning out the silent snowfall outside.
