Page 10 of Thrill of the Hunt

I should be resisting, fighting back, but I can’t find the willpower. His power is all-consuming and dominating. Iwantto be dominated. I wet my lips as I reach for him, and he lets me replace his hand with my own.

Greyson and I both moan as I take him in my hand and begin working him. My hand slides up and down the length of his dick, and he fills it completely. His hips buck, and he pumps himself into my hand as he yearns for more.

Temporarily, I let go, bringing my hand to my mouth as I release a wad of spit into it. His dick slides smoothly through my fingers as I spread them, gripping him with enough pressure to feel his pulse as it pumps through him.

“Fuck, Isabelle,” he groans, rocking his hips.

In response, I move faster, working my arm up and down until I can’t anymore. The average man would have come within the first thirty seconds of my touch, but Greyson has stamina. Perhaps more self-control than I thought as well.

He pulls out of my grasp, and his dick bobs as he backs up, lowering himself onto his knees. The way he watches me as he lowers his mouth to my pussy has me unraveling, ready to explode for him.

One lick and I’m crying out for him. His tongue is flat and warm against my pussy, and he’s sliding it over my entire center. Up and down he glides, spreading my wetness all over. He moans into my clit as his mouth covers it, making a vibration with his vocal cords as he hums. My fingers find his hair, and I hold on, pressing his head into my pussy. I want him to devour me whole. I didn’t understand his little game of predator and prey, but it suddenly makes sense.

He loves the thrill of the hunt, and I love what’s happening now that he’s caught me. We’re both breathless and panting like wild animals, completely consumed in one another. The pain of his blade heightened my senses, and now everything feels that much more intense.

“Oh, fuck,” I whimper, coming more and more undone with each passing second.

“You taste so fucking sweet,” he whispers, pushing a finger inside me, then withdrawing it. He brings it to my chest where he swirls my wetness with my blood, coating his fingers. “Open,” he says as he watches my mouth.

I’m hesitant, but I obey when he presses his fingers to my lips, prying them open. The metallic taste of my blood hits my tongue first.

“Now close,” he commands, not losing that feral look in his eye. If anything, he’s lost more control.

I do as he says, closing my lips around his fingers. My tongue swirls around his fingers, sucking at them as he pumps them in and out of my mouth. The blood coats my mouth, but I taste myself once I’ve gotten used to the metallic tang. Greyson presses his mouth into my pussy, working it with his tongue once more while fucking my mouth with his fingers. He shoves his fingers so far inside my mouth that I feel like I’m choking, but I hold it together as he slides to my throat.

He's testing me.

I take him, letting him fuck my mouth while he tongue fucks my pussy. My hips roll, drawing out every ounce of pleasure he’s delivering. Greyson removes his mouth when I’m close, then comes down on my clit with his hand, smacking it. A sharp pain mixed with an unfathomable amount of pleasure shoots through me, making me gasp and release his fingers.

Greyson’s voice finds stability when he says, “On your knees.”

I’m desperate, frantic for more of him, so I do as he says. As I’m climbing to my knees, he shoves his dick in my mouth before I’m fully upright. He grabs hold of the back of my head, forcing more of himself into me. The tip of his dick is going down my throat. I lose control, gagging as he fucks my face, which only makes him go harder. Tears roll down my face, and I can’t breathe.

I’m fucking drowning, and I love it.

Run, run, as fast as you can. I’ll hunt you down, then make you drown.

The words I’ve been dreaming of making into reality repeat over and over again in my head. It’s happening. It’s fucking happening.

Isabelle Garcia is drowning on my cock, and she’s reveling in every second of it. Shewantsit. Her pussy is so soaked that it’s dripping down her thighs, begging to be fucked, and I’m going to give it to her as soon as I’m done fucking her pretty little mouth.

With my cock blocking her airway, she can’t breathe. I watch her face turn red, and a pretty shade of blue as I force myself down her throat. Her hands are pressing against my thighs, but she isn’t resisting me. She’slettingme do this.

“Such a good fucking girl,” I praise as I wrap my fingers through her hair, strumming my thumb over her head. “You deserve to have your pussy fucked.”

Her eyes meet me, bloodshot and full of tears. She’s on the brink of passing out, but I won’t let her. I’m drawing her to the edge, then I’ll reward her with my cock.

Two more pumps and she’s a darker blue, seconds from passing out.

I withdraw my cock from her mouth, and she gasps, wildly inhaling as she fills her lungs. She doesn’t get more than a second before I’m shoving her to the ground, pressing her back into the dirt. Her hips raise as she wraps a leg around my waist, pulling her entrance to the tip of my cock.

A light chuckle leaves my lips and I tsk as I say, “So impatient.”

“Please fuck me,” she begs, pleading for my cock to fill her.

Her pussy is so tight that it’ll take a minute for her to adjust to my size, but I know she can do it. That tight little cunt will take me as well as her mouth does.

Lowering myself, I press my mouth to hers, kissing her for the first time.

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