Page 46 of His Dark Pact

Chapter Fifteen

Devoured

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STILL TETHERED TO THEsmall of her back, Amy’s fingers splayed as she pressed past the crown of his cock. As he slid easily inside her, she was struck by the ascendency of the moment.

He wanted her to be on top? She was happy with that. He wanted to set the tone? No problem.

But whatever he said, that moment—the moment their bodies finally fused—belonged to her, and lowering herself along his root, she was lost to the heat of their combined passion.

“Oh, fuck.” There were simply no other words to define the relief emanating through her body as he speared her. After so long being teased, she had permission to be who she was—a woman with needs, a woman prepared to kneel, so long as she could kiss the sky.

“Move.” His voice was deep and taunting, the resonance disturbing her from her glorious reflection of the moment. “I said, fuck me, little girl.”

“Yes.” Her eyes fluttered closed as she leaned on the high heels splayed on either side of him and rode his length. Without the use of her hands, she kept her weight shifted forward, relishing the friction as her clit grazed his skin, but she did as he demanded. Thrusting her hips backward and forward to take him over and over, she leaned into the building pace.

“Beautiful.” He tugged her nipples as she found her rhythm, the sensation intensifying her desire and spiking pleasure across her skin. “You feel even better than I hoped.”

“Sir.” She clung to the cadence, sensing it would take her straight to her climax if she continued to ride it, and she sought that more than she could say. “Oh, yes.”

“You have stunning tits, little girl.” His voice was a growl as he lengthened her buds between his fingers and yanked her closer. “I want to consume them.”

Closing his mouth around her left nipple, his gaze seared her as he sucked at the sensitive tissue. She shrieked, simultaneously loving and loathing the feeling but completely unable to do anything to cease his pursuit. It was too much—yes, definitely too much—yet all at once, she accepted the way the shoots of sensation sailed straight to her hungry clit and took her ever nearer to the precipice of her pleasure.

“Enough!” His snarl was playful as he smacked her ass cheek and shifted his attention to her other nipple. “These tits belong to me now, and I’ll expose and manhandle them as I choose.”

“Oh, fuck.” That sounded so good. Why did that sound so fucking good?

Her head fell back as she surrendered the nipple to him, her trembling thighs continuing to take the brunt of her weight as she slammed down on his cock, over and over.

This was what she needed, what she’d been burning for during dinner and for months before. His possession of her was perfect, and as the wave of her pleasure loomed, she no longer cared how the high was delivered, only that she was the recipient of its damning wave soon.

“Amy.”

His roar garnered her attention every inch as much as the loss of suction at her breast. Her lips parted as her head snapped forward to acknowledge the desire lighting his eyes.

“No coming until I do.”

“Fuck.” It was all she was able to say as she lifted herself another few inches along his dick and then crashed back to his balls, inspiring lightning from her clit. “But I can’t...” She could hardly catch her breath, let alone exercise control over the tightening pleasure she’d beckoned forward. “I’m so close.”

“You. Will. Wait.”

Nudging her backward, he steadied her hips as he punctuated the instruction, and in one smooth motion, Kyle did what he did best and took control. In a nanosecond, she went from setting the pace of their coupling to gasping as he rammed his enormous length deep inside her at his own leisure.

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