Page 90 of The Prey

Damn. Maybe she is the antidote to the chaos inside me.

I nearly moan from the knowledge.

She wanted me to be her first?

“Fuck, Ely. And the test?”

“It’s not mine, but I don’t want to talk about that right now. I want you to finish what you started. I want you to claim me completely.” Her eyes burn into the depths of my soul, and I know I’ll never be the same after tonight.

“What does it say about me if I’m still rock hard and ready to fuck you into oblivion, even while knowing it’s your first time and I should be gentle with you?”

Elyse gives me a small smile. “That you’re a man?”

“Yes, your fucking man,” I whisper against her lips as I thrust deep inside her, before pulling out a little ways so I can do it again.

Her thighs tremble around my hips, and while her eyes still swim with tears, none have fallen yet. Tightening my grip on her, I grapple for control, the need to fuck her hard and fast close to taking over.

I nip at her lip with my teeth. “Is this what you wanted, Little Prey? For me to claim your pussy with my cock? To own you completely?”

“Yes.” Her reply is a throaty whisper.

I love the way her breath hitches in time with my thrusts. She’s so tight, her pussy clamps down on me with each stroke while her thighs quake within my grasp as I drive deep inside her, her body acting as if she can’t take another inch.

“Goddamn, you take my cock so well. Even if it is a tight fit.” I pant, moving her up and down my length, her channel flooding with arousal at my praise.

I watch her facial features closely and notice the slight part in her lips when I bottom out inside her. The tears swimming in her eyes have disappeared, and she peers up at me, her gaze reflecting security and warmth.

“Oh…that feels good,” she pants, the head of my cock brushing against her G-spot again.

I’ve fantasized about this moment for so long it almost doesn’t feel real.

“Please, Sebastian. I need...” Her small voice comes out as a whine.

“I know, Little Prey. I know what you need.” I piston my hips up, touching that special spot at the end of her channel.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop,” she mewls, her cheeks flush, her blue eyes wild with desire.

Her nails dig into my skin, close to piercing the flesh while she clings to me like I’m the only thing capable of holding her in place.

“I couldn’t stop if I tried. You own me, Ely, own me,” I grit through my teeth, feeling her tighten all around me. “Yes, come for me, sweet girl. Milk my cock. Fuck, I need to feel that perfect pussy squeeze all around me.”

“Sebastian!!” She screams my name and then explodes all around me, her lithe body convulsing with pleasure. I can’t breathe. I can barely move, my heartbeat thundering in my ears as she clamps down on me so tightly my vision fades in and out for a moment.

“Good girl. Good fucking girl,” I praise against her neck, fucking her through her orgasm, my own release tingling at the base of my spine.

Elyse sags against my chest, her breaths erratic, her eyes shining with contentment. This lazy smile tugs at the corner of her pink lips, and fuck… I wrap both arms around her, holding her tightly so she can’t escape, and I use her body, fucking her without resistance.

“I can’t get over how well you take my cock, how perfect you feel shattering all around me. Fuck, Little Prey, you’re ruining me for anyone else.”

“Sebastian,” she whines against my throat, her voice edged with pain.

“I’m almost there. You can take it, sweet girl, you were made for me. Made to take my cock. Just a little more… oh fuck… yes.”

I climb higher and higher, edging closer and closer to my orgasm, even as I try to fight against it because I don’t want this to end. Even though I know she’s in pain, I don’t want to stop. I’ll never be able to fuck her for the first time again, so I need to elongate the moment as much as I can.

Her hot mouth places open kisses across my throat, trailing across my skin, stopping once she reaches my shoulder. Her lips part, and I feel her teeth graze my shoulder, the sensation eliciting a moan from my throat. That sound spurs her on, and before I can comprehend what she’s doing, she bites me hard.

How the fuck does she know exactly what I need?

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