Page 13 of Willing Prey

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Claire pulled down my briefs sometime while I was worshipping her tits. My cock is free, slipping against her skin. I move my mouth to her other tit, groaning around her breast as she rubs her pussy on me. I roll her nipple between my teeth, and she squeals, her hips jerking into mine.

I can’t hold off any longer. Caging her with my forearms, I thrust forward. She rocks her hips, and my cock slides home, pulled into her like we’re magnets. When I sink into her heat, our combined exhalations mix into a sound fitting for the forest. Wild. Untamed. That’s how we’re fucking. Claire’s nails dig into my back as I thrust into her, snapping my hips with every bit of power I have. Her pussy grips and grabs me, clinging with every thrust. She’s as drenched as last time, her cunt making obscene noises as I fuck her.

“You can run, but your pussy gives you away,” I grunt the words.

Eyes pinched shut, Claire’s head thrashes back and forth, teeth sunk into her bottom lip.

“You try to act like you don’t, but you love this,” I say. “Are you going to be my good girl like last time? Come so hard you almost strangle my cock?”

She doesn’t answer, but her hand sneaks between our bodies to tease her clit. I yank her fingers from where she needs them most. Catching her other hand, I pin both above her head as she lets out a frustrated hiss.

“No. Not yet.” I thrust deep and hold it, grinding my body against hers, trying to give her enough stimulation to torment her but not make her come. “You struggle so pretty. Fight for it.”

“Fuck,” she wails, rocking her lower body.

Claire’s trying to fuck me from below. She’ll take what she wants if I don’t give it to her. I knew she’d be an amazing fuck, but I never imagined it would be this intense. I should pinch myself, make sure I’m not having the world’s hottest wet dream, but I need both hands for her.

Dragging a thumb over her clit makes her shudder. I start thrusting again, too slow to be satisfying for either of us. She’s soaked, her clit slippery between my finger and thumb when I give it a light pinch. Claire yelps, back arching as she hooks both legs around my hips.

“Shane,” she pleads, “please. God, please.”

It’s the most arousing thing I’ve ever heard. I drive deep and freeze again, giving her clit another soft pinch. Her thighs are clamped around me, squeezing hard. Straining against my hold, she tries to get her hands free. I pull them from above her head to her stomach, pressing them to her body, but not where she wants them. Watching her writhe, seeing the agonized need on her face, has me harder than I knew I could get. Angling my hips, I pull out of her completely. Claire makes a sound that could be a sob.

“Tell me you love it, little deer.” I tap my cockhead on her clit, holding in my groan as she trembles. “Tell me you love being run down and taking my big, thick cock.”

Notching my tip back at her entrance, I work in and out. I’ve never seen a pussy this greedy. The moment I slip inside, Claire clamps down, her body eager to take me in. Every time I pull out, I drop my head to stare at how flushed and swollen with arousal she is. Her words are nonsensical, melodic with wanting as she protests.

“Be a good little deer, and you can come. Say it.”

Violent shaking of her head from side to side is all I get. God, she’s stubborn. Her body shakes as I tease her. I’m thrusting slower than should be possible. At this point, I’m tormenting myself as much as I am her, but I’ve gone too far to stop. Claire will give in. She has to.

I flick her clit with a fingertip, moving my hand when she tries to shove her hips against it for more friction. When I do it a second time, she shifts her legs around me, trying to force my cock deeper. Resisting her is agony because all I want to do is let her envelop me completely.

“I’ll wait,” I rasp, unable to keep the need out of my voice. “We can stay out here all night.”

“Fucking bastard,” she breathes, trying again to free her wrists.

I let her try, Claire’s strong, but I’m stronger. Pulling out again, I thrust my cock against the crease of her thigh. My cock is slick with her arousal, slipping easily along her skin. It doesn’t feel half as good as her pussy, but it’s something while I try to hold out. Pressing my fingertip back to her clit, I rub a slow circle, then stop. Shifting back to center, my cock rests on top of her. So close to where we both want it, but not quite there.

Her blue eyes burn into mine, needy, defiant, and so goddamn beautiful it makes my chest ache as much as my cock. The feeling is surprising, a bit unnerving. Staring down at her flushed cheeks as she snarls up at me, I don’t feel like a predator who finally caught its prey. I feel like I’ve somehow gotten another predator on their back, but the power balance could change at any instant. Fuck, I need to be back inside her.

“Say. It.” I drop my cock to her entrance again. My body vibrates with the desire to thrust into her. To fuck her until nothing else exists outside the way her body feels with my body. Dragging my throbbing tip against her soaked pussy makes me groan and Claire gasp.

Please say it.

I’m begging her mentally, almost regretting this war I started. Except she is exquisite like this, ravenous and wild in a way that makes me think she’d devour me if I let her go. Rubbing my palm down her slit, I slick my cock with her arousal. Stroking myself over her, I watch her eyes grow hooded. Her throat shudders as she swallows. My cock’s never been harder, every vein bulging, the head red and angry.

Claire stares at me, watching me stroke myself like it’s the best thing she’s ever seen. Her tongue peeks out to wet her bottom lip, and then she’s speaking, her voice hoarse and rough. She’s almost growling at me. The sound sends agony radiating through my already straining cock.

“I fucking love it.”

My hand freezes mid-way up my shaft. “Love what, Claire?” my words are authoritative, but my tone isn’t. I sound like the desperate man I am, teetering on the edge of losing control.

Her voice, as hungry as mine, is the only thing that saves me. “I love being run down and taking your big, thick cock.”

My response is instant, instinctive, hips dropping, driving in so hard her teeth click together.

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