Page 10 of Sasquatch Love Spell

Trapped by her beast.

Her hungry, hungry beast.

His tongue circled around her already sensitive clit and she cupped her breasts, arching her back as he sucked and nibbled her. Then his tongue slipped inside her, tasting her deeper. He moving his tongue in and out, making her hips grind.

All she wanted was him inside her.

Heat rippled like a wave over her body and she could feel herself coming and there was nothing she could do to stop it as it overtook her. She cried out, gripping the fur blanket underneath her, biting her lip to keep herself from crying out.

Her scream would definitely alert those hunting her to where she was and it would startle Adam. She’d learned how to keep it in check. Pleasure washed through her, her pussy pulsating, and Adam settled between her thighs, releasing his hold on her. His massive arms braced on either side of her.

“Are you sure you want this?” Adam asked.

“Oh yes. I’m positive.”

He growled low, possessively. She could feel the vibrations under her hand. His thick, hard cock nudging her opening as he slowly eased inside her, pushing the head in.

“You’re so damn tight,” he growled. He let out another snarl as he slowly sank into her.

“Fuck,” she gasped. He was so big.

“Touch yourself. I want to make you come again,” he demanded, growling.

It was a command, not a request, and it was one she was more than happy to acquiesce to.

“I want you to lick it,” she murmured, holding up her hand. She wanted him to know that it was him who made her wet as she touched herself while he fucked her.

Adam ran his hot, wet tongue on the palm of her hand and fingers. She slipped it between her legs, touching herself as hethrust in and out of her. He was so big, all of him couldn’t fit inside her, but it felt so amazing as he pumped in and out of her.

She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt this way with anyone. This was something more. Spell or not, she didn’t care.

“Are you close?” Adam grunted, as he pounded into her.

“So close,” she murmured, and it was true. She could feel the heady pleasure of flames building up deep inside her. It burned so good. Like hellfire.

Adam quickened his pace, sinking deeper into her and she raised her hips, meeting each one of his thrusts until the pleasure building deep in her belly burst like a starburst of colors through her veins. She cried out, her pussy clenching around him.

His thrusts became shallowed, frenzied. He gripped her hips, guiding her up and down his cock until he cried out, spilling his seed inside her. He let go of her hips and slid out of her. Her body felt boneless, like when she turned to smoke.

“Aoife,” he said. “You’re turning transparent.

Aoife glanced down.

Well, son of a bitch, she was turning into vapor. Her body was so relaxed, she was literally floating there.

“Sorry,” she murmured, trying to concentrate to keep her form.

Adam stretched out on the bed beside her and she snuggled up in his arms.

“Don’t be sorry,” he said. “I’ve never been with a banshee before. Truth be told, I haven’t been with many women.”

Aoife cocked an eyebrow. “You could’ve fooled me. I thought all of your kind were a bunch of lotharios?”

“My brothers are,” Adam whispered, running his fingers over his shoulders. “Since my parents died, I take care of them. Earn money and just keep the peace around here. So really, there wasno time. The last time I was with a woman was a while ago and it was just a quick fuck. She was curious.”

“Was she human?”

“No. She was a Fae. An elf.”

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