Page 27 of Summoned

He licks down my body, spreading my legs further, then spears my ass with his forked tongue. I cry out, my cock now pulsing to the beat of my heart, and bury my fingers in his hair, tugging until he comes back up toward me. He sits back on his haunches, lubing up his cock with his bloody hand, then presses it to my entrance.

One thought crosses my mind as the head of his cock breaches me—he didn’t prep me. But the pleasure suddenlycoursing through me as his tail jerks my length has me throwing all caution to the wind. I bite my bottom lip as his thick cock glows between my legs, and I frown. What the fuck?—

It’s as if there’s a bright light between Kaelin’s thighs as he thrusts into me slowly, pushing past my tight ring of muscle. I moan as he bottoms out, and then he’s fucking me.Reallyfucking me—without any semblance of control on his end. He goes hard and fast, his balls slapping loudly against my ass. The moans and groans coming from both of us make this even filthier. The bones scattered around, the knife, the fucking blood everywhere. This should be the furthest thing from arousing, yet I can’t get enough.

“Yes, Kaelin,” I moan as he hits my prostate, his tail speeding up as it jerks my cock. “Right there.”

“Does my filthy little slut like that?” he whispers in my ear, and my cock twitches as if I’m going to come. “Are you going to give me your cum?”

“Only if you give me yours first,” I reply through gritted teeth. My spine tingles as he continues pegging my prostate, and my toes curl. It’s only a matter of time before I blow. “Come in my ass, baby. Come deep inside of me.”

Kaelin’s hips stutter, and I know he’s close.

“That feels so fucking good, baby,” I groan, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as I grip his thighs for dear life. “Harder.”

“Yessss,” Kaelin growls.

He fucks me harder, losing his rhythm as he fills my ass with his cum. I’m not far behind, my cock thickening and spurting everywhere mere seconds after he’s done filling me.

My heart beats a mile a minute, pounding in my chest like it’s trying to get out, and my nostrils flare in an attempt to lower my heart rate. He leans down toward me until our foreheads are meeting, then presses a sweet, chaste kiss to my lips.

“We're doomed, you and I,” Kaelin says against my lips. “This is a fucking tragedy.”

“Yeah,” I whisper. “But it’sourtragedy.”

And yet it’s not.

Because what we have?

It’s everything.

And now it’sforever…

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