Page 36 of Siren's Salvation

"Fuck you," I whisper, but there's no real venom in it now.

"That's the idea, sweetheart," he chuckles. "All you have to do is ask nicely."

Dammit!

"Please," I whimper, hating myself for giving in but desperate for more. "Please fuck me, Shiver."

"That's more like it," he purrs, a dangerous smile playing on his lips.

He pushes back inside me, slow and methodical, each inch a torturous ecstasy.

I gasp at the sudden fullness, my nails digging into his tattooed shoulders.

"Fuck," he growls low in his throat, his grip on my hips tightening to the point of pain.

He pulls back out only to slam back into me with force that has me crying out in pleasure.

The room fills with our gasps and groans, his thrusts become more erratic and less controlled as he chases his release.

"Come for me," he orders, his voice strained. "I’m not stoppin’ until you come all over my fat cock."

I obey without thought, spiraling into a world of white-hot pleasure at his command.

He fucks me like a wild savage until he’s right behind me, filling me up with his seed.

He pulls out of me and presses my face toward his still hard cock.

"Clean up your mess," he chuckles darkly and I do as commanded.

I wrap my lips around him, tasting both of us on his glistening skin.

He's thick, and I can barely take him in, but the way he moans when I do has me trying over and over again.

His hands are in my hair, guiding me as I lick and pump him in rhythm with his panting breaths.

Sure, he told me to clean up my mess, but I want to make an even bigger mess.

Each gasp and groan spills from his lips like a symphony to my ears, each one spurring me on.

"Fuck...that's it," he groans, his voice guttural and raw. "Don’t stop."

I don’t intend to.

The taste of us has me ravenous for more.

My tongue traces every vein, every ridge of his cock until he’s shuddering.

"Stop," he orders suddenly, pulling away from me with a wet pop.

But before I can protest, he's flipping me onto my stomach.

Before I know what’s happening, he’s inside me again, slamming into me over and over again until the world is nothing but Shiver and the pleasure he gives me.

He drives into me relentlessly, each thrust driving us both closer to the edge.

And when he finally comes, it’s with a roar that echoes through the room.

He leans up behind me and whispers in my ear, cupping my chin with one hand.

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