Page 76 of Falcon's Prey

With every thrust, I drove myself into her soul, or maybe she stole a part of mine.

With every moan out of her mouth, she cemented the fact that she was mine.

The high I was getting from fucking her was stronger than the ecstasy of power I felt when ending a life. Ember wasn’t the only addict in this room. My heart wasn’t racing from adrenaline and bloodshed; it was racing from the vigorous thrusting in Ember’s slick pussy.

“Fuck,” she mewled.

I felt her cunt start to get tighter, squeezing my dick, but she wasn’t there yet. I curved one of my arms across her waist, causing her to shiver. I pulled back out, and my cock was fucking hard and wet with her arousal. I leaned down, moving her hair from her nape.

“Feel this…” I said softly as I kissed her temple, having no idea why I did that.

I wrapped her hair in one hand as I rose again and slammed into her at the same time as I pulled her hair. Ember screamed, her hands going to the bed and fisting the sheets. Her pussy started pulsating, her release taking me with her. She got off on the pain. It was like she was made just for me.

I collapsed on top of her, making sure I didn’t put all my weight on her. My heavy breathing mixed with her soft pants.

I reached for her arms and held them in mine. “No more scratching. I know you’re stronger than you look.”

Surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly masked it.

“So,” she started to say, her voice sounding hoarse from the screaming. “You’re just going to fuck me every time I have an itch?”

“I get to do whatever I want,” I taunted. Then I rose up and turned her over so she could look at me.

Slowly I spread her legs. My release was all over her pussy. I brought two fingers to her center and moved them up to her clit. The action made Ember roll her hips. I traced my fingers up her stomach to the middle of her chest, trailing up the curve of her neck until I touched her lips.

“And you’re going to let me,” I told her as I pushed my fingers into the cavern of her mouth.

Ember didn’t take her eyes off me as she sucked off our releases off my fingers.

“Because.” I slowly pushed my fingers in deeper. “You’re.” She started to gag. I removed them, putting my hands on either side of her head. “As fucked up as I am.”

When I kissed her, her arms wrapped around my head, and she pulled my hair. Her lips moved violently against mine as if she was trying to imprint herself into me.

Her hands were still in my hair when I pulled back.

“We’re going on Friday,” I said.

“You say it like you had more options,” she smirked.

I cupped her pussy. “If I find out this cunt gets wet for someone other than me, princess—”

“You’re what?” she said, licking her lips. “Going to kill me?”

There was nothing nice about the smile I gave her, and she knew it by the way her smirk disappeared.

“Oh, baby, that would just be mercy,” I said as I leaned down to lick her lips and then bit her bottom one.

“I have to go out, but be good for Pam, and try not to kill each other,” I told her as I got dressed.

Ember just rolled her eyes. She got up, cum dripping down her thighs, and I’m not going to lie and say it wasn’t hot as fuck. It soothed the part of me that wanted to claim every inch of her. She went to my drawer, grabbed one of my shirts, and walked past me to the bathroom. She stopped before going inside, but ultimately walked in, slamming the door. The action had me grinning.

Focusyour mind on something else.

I was sure the last thing Ren had in mind was to think of my father, but I couldn’t help it. It was pretty pathetic because I was sure he wasn’t even thinking of me. Yet I couldn’t help but wonder what Silas was doing to him now that I wasn’t near.

Was he losing his mind? Was it driving him mad? I hoped it did because that year with him had fucked me up, and I had no idea what I stood for. It was all fake bravado.

I didn’t go downstairs while Ren was gone. Pam was a nasty bitch, and the farther I was from her, the better. One thing I was good at was reading people. It came with the territory of growing up in the spotlight. You tended to get a feel for leeches, and she reeked of one.

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