Page 70 of Hunting Pretty

Horror mixed with the pleasure in my body, creating a wicked cocktail. He could feel the way my body reacted to him. For him.

I begged myself to fight him.

But I didn’t. And I wouldn’t.

I was almost on the edge now. Almost there. My pussy began to tighten, my legs trembling out of my control.

His lips brushed against my ear. “You will stop investigating Liath.”

A strangled moan escaped me before I worked my jaw around one word. “No.”

With a snarl, he bit my neck, hard.

I yelped, the pain mixing with the pleasure. I was so close.

I wanted to come so bad.

And I wantedhimto make me come.

He yanked himself back off me, sitting upright again, and pulled the handle out of me.

My orgasm fell away from me and I let out a cry.

This was the cruelest punishment of all.

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Ialmost started crying as my orgasm fell away from me.

My stalker’s intentions became clear. He meant to torture me.

He hovered the tip of the handle an inch away from my aching pussy and growled, “You’re going to stop investigating. Say it, and I’ll let you come.”

“I—” My voice caught in my throat in a whimper before I tried again. “I won’t stop.”

His handsome features twisted into such anger, it sent a shiver down my spine.

I almost caved.

He plunged the handle back into me, angling it to hit my G-spot.

Pleasure roared through me again, a strangled scream tearing from my lips. I bit my bottom lip, smoothing my screams into whimpers.

I would not give him the satisfaction of knowing I wanted it, needed it. Loved what he was doing to me.

I was sure he knew it. Could see it in the way my hips bucked wildly, the way my thighs trembled, the way I tugged against the ropes, the burn around my wrists adding to the pleasure.

He watched me, egging me on with his hungry eyes, with the way he licked his lips and drank in the sight of me.

I was so close.

But he stopped again, pulling the handle from me and leaving me feeling empty.

“Stop investigating,” he growled. “And I’ll let you come.”

I tugged at my ropes and tried to squeeze my thighs together. “N-never.”

He brought me to the edge, fucking me with the knife handle, but stopping just before I came.

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