Page 37 of Wild Angel

She glares up at me with venomous eyes and a flaring nose, but when I release her throat and reach back to toy with her clit, those eyes flutter, anger swiftly replaced with lust.

“See, Angel? You don’t always have to fight me.”

In response, she grabs my hand and forces my fingers deep inside her dripping pussy.

Christ, she’s still so fucking wet for me. If she wasn’t giving me the best head I think I’ve ever fucking had, I’d be balls deep inside her cunt again.

Instead, I pump my fingers in and out of her slit, watching her getting closer and closer to climax as I barely manage to hold off my own.

When Nyx trails a finger up to my ass and presses her thumb against my hole, a violent shudder tears through me. My jaw clamps down on my groan as my balls empty, my dick pouring cum down her throat.

She gags, splutters, and at the same time, her pussy clenches tight around my fingers.

She’s ready to come.

But I’m not done yet.

I stop fingering her, instead wrapping my fingers around her throat, pressing her hard into the bed as I slowly fuck her mouth.

The last of my seed spurts onto her lips. I drag the tip of my cock over the mess, smearing it in. Her tongue darts out, cleaning her lips before sucking on the end of my cock one last time.

I shudder, staring down at her in awe as every inch of my body tingles with hot and cold.

But there’s still hate in her eyes. I can see it in the way she watches me, like she’s taking stock of the pleasure she gave me, tallying it up in some ledger in her mind.

She’ll make me pay for this.

Forallof it.

It doesn’t matter if I give her a climax to try and even it out.

I forced her to give, and took what wasn’t mine.

Fuck it.

I’ve never wanted anyone as badly as her. If that means I’ll keep having to pin her down and use my strength against her, then so be it. Even if that means she’ll hate me forever.

At least she’ll feelsomethingfor me.

As soon as I slide off her, her legs snap closed. She starts to roll onto her side, away from me, but I stop her with my hands. She throws me a scowl when I force open her bruised legs. But then licks her lips when I trail my fingers up the inside of her thigh.

I shove my fingers deep into her, the heel of my hand slamming against her pelvic bones. She gasps, grabs my wrist. I shake her off.

“The sooner you come, the sooner we’re done here,” I grate out.

Her look should have incinerated me on the spot, but instead it just sends a surge of blood to my dick. But there’s no time for a second round—I fucking meant what I said about her sisters.

I’mgoingto find them.

I’mgoingto bring them back to her.

Nyx reaches down and starts rubbing her clit, fast and hard, her eyes never leaving mine. I speed up, finger fucking her so hard that it sounds like I’m using my dick. Her pussy is just as wet, just as tight as before. It clenches around me, desperate to keep my fingers inside.

Nyx’s eyes flutter every time my hand slams against her body.

“Fuck,” she says, grimacing at me. “Slower.”

“No time, Angel.”

---