Page 66 of Their Pretty Little Monster

I hiss, unable to look away as she pushes the second one into her mouth, her lips spread, and when she glances up, they throb harder. The most beautiful sight in the world who didn’t need any help with sucking down on my cocks.

The deeper she takes me, the more purring sounds she makes. Those moans telling me she’s enjoying herself.

“You want more, my sweet girl?”

She bobs her head lightly and slides me deeper. It surprises me how much of me fits into that beautiful mouth, now with bulging cheeks.

She takes a few more strokes with her tongue, with her sucking on me, leaving me weak and at her mercy. Then she abruptly pulls out, licking the juices from her lips.

“You taste so sweet and salty.” Up on her feet, she smirks at me while the agonizing ache of the buildup leaves me crippled.

“My cocks are yours, but you’re not finished,” I state the obvious.

“Howler, open the doors,” she instructs, then glances my way, wiping her mouth. “And I am done.”

She ducks under my outstretched arm, still on the wall. I twist around as she hurries out of the elevator onto a floor that’s neither hers nor mine. She stands there with her chin high, and I can’t help but admire her confidence. She’s not going to win, but I give her points for trying.

I follow her, and she backs away.

“You’ve been holding secrets from me, and first, you’re going to tell me everything about my father. Then, if you’re a good boy, I’ll give you a treat.”

I burst out laughing as she spins on her feet and lifts that skirt, flashing her ass at me, then darts down the hallway. She has no fucking idea what a sex-starved monster will do…

We’re on the training floor, half dedicated to residential homes and the rest to classes for fighting and weapon lessons.

My girl’s walking toward the main doors that lead straight into the room where they practice death moves. As much as I’d like to watch her walk in and see Shadowfen strangling each other, I prefer to have her concentrate on me at this moment.

I march after her, snatching her around the waist and twisting her around, then throwing her over my shoulder. She writhes and fights me.

“Put me down.”

But I laugh. “First mistake you made was thinking you could stop me. Second was challenging me.” I shove open a door to an unoccupied suite not yet furnished. Fine by me.

“Release me,” she yells, hitting me in the back.

I slap her soft ass, and she bucks against me.

Once near the balcony, I let her down to her feet, grabbing her dress in the process, ripping it up and over her head. The material rips easily, slipping off her naked body.

She gasps, covering herself.

“This is fair, no? Now, we’re both naked,” I state with a smirk.

“You asshole!” She’s glaring, and I adore her resisting me.

Her bare skin glistens in the dim light filtering through the window. I take a moment to appreciate the sight before me, her beauty raw and all mine. She stands there, trembling, glaring at me.

“You think you can just?—”

I cut her off, pressing my lips to hers in a bruising kiss, my hands dragging down her curved waist to her ass with possessive hunger. She moans into my mouth, yet she’s pushing her hands against my chest.

Heat between us ignites, about to erupt.

“Wolfe,” she gasps when we break apart for air, her voice defiant. “You can’t just take what you want.”

“So, you’re saying you don’t want this?” My lips are on hers again, my hand falling to between her thighs, finger pressing between her soaking lips. “Those purring sounds in your throat tell a different story.” I pull back from her just enough to make sure she sees me smiling, my thumb tracing her swollen clit. “You’ll get your answers after I fuck you.”

“Wow!” She goes to slap me, but I catch her wrist, kissing her fingers.

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