Page 21 of Fated to the Grizzly

His butt muscles tense, and he starts to thrust. One, two, three times… his cock slides between my lips and shoves at my entrance?—

“Scout.” He draws back sharply. “I’m not gonna claim you tonight.”

“Claim me?” I echo.

“Make you mine,” he growls.

I go still. I thought maybe he wanted to fuck a kooky little prepper girl before sending her on her way. Butclaimingsounds like a whole lot more than that?

“It’s not just sex,” he says, like he read my mind.

“What is it?”

He strokes my face, his nostrils flaring as he slowly exhales. “It’s everything. It’s forever.”

My mouth opens and closes. He’s saying he might want to be with meforever?

How can he know that when we’ve only just met?

Well, I guess he knows all the worst stuff about me already.

“Tonight, I’m gonna make you come.” He cups my ass and my pussy lifts up, out of the water. He stares at it intently.

“What a perfect virgin pussy,” he murmurs. My legs are spread wide, and I know he can see everything, but I force myself to hold still. And the longer he looks, the wetter I get.

“It’s gonna be so tight around my cock.” He lowers his head and gives it a long lick.

Fuck.

“My cock is the only one it’ll ever know.”

Lick.

“I’m gonna stretch it out so it fits me and only me.”

Lick.

“And I’m gonna claim it every single day.”

Lick.

He keeps on licking me and talking to me all dirty, and I’m squirming, desperate to feel him on my clit. When he finally puts his lips around it, my hips jerk like crazy.

His tongue flicks back and forth across my swollen bud, and every so often, he plunges his tongue inside me. All I can do is tug on his hair and moan.

So good. Every little thing he does.

I start to tremble all over.

“You gonna come for me, little one?” he growls.

“Yeah?” I pant.

“That’s right, come hard. Right in my face.”

And I do.

He latches onto my clit again and it happens. A deep shuddering builds up in my core, and Iexplode. Waterfalls and rainbows and stars swirl through my body and mind while I orgasm under this gorgeous man’s tongue. I cry and moan and thrash, and he doesn’t quit. He keeps on licking me and licking me until he’s wrung every drop of my orgasm out of me.

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