Page 43 of Escape From Me

“That’s my good girl. You are only ever mine.”

His finger rubbed deep inside me, and within seconds or minutes I was squirming against his hand and begging for more.

“Please, Zeiden. I want more.”

His lips closed over mine, his tongue passing between my lips to taste me.

Seconds later it didn’t matter what I had just asked him because one more flick of his fingers and the pressure within me burst through an invisible wall. My entire body shook in release against his hand, his name a whisper of air against his lips on mine.

I didn’t have much more than a moment to breathe before he pulled away and I felt the heat of his thick cock pressing against the tight muscle of my entrance.

When he pressed forward, my body greedily accepted him. He pushed against my pussy as it still quivered from my release. His thickness stretched me to my limit as my eyes fluttered closed at the reminder of just how fucking amazing it felt to have him inside of me.

I never wanted to get used to how this felt. There was nothing in my world or on this earth that would compare to what it was to be his.

The way he slid inside of me, just to pull out again before he finally sunk himself deep, his entire cock buried inside my hungry core, awoke a heat inside me that only he could.

I tried to rock my hips against him, feeling his balls rubbing against me, knowing he filled me completely.

He reached around me and pulled me closer, pulled me against him and kept me there as he thrust once, twice.

“Is that what you wanted, Daisy? My cock deep inside you?”

I didn’t mean to gasp, but when his hips moved and he held mine in place just so he could slam into me again?

“God, yes. Don’t stop.”

And he didn’t. He took what was his. He claimed me over and over. That tight coil in my belly wound tighter and tighter. I wrapped my hands into the fabric of his shirt stretched over his back. He kissed me again and again, and every thrust felt deeper, harder, rubbing against every nerve in me until I couldn’t control myself and my entire world shattered into pieces of pleasure as my body quaked around his cock. And he still continued to thrust inside me.

“Zeiden.” His name was a breath until something broke my trance. Broke our little moment, because Zeiden slowed. Although I couldn’t get my eyes to focus on anything but him and my pussy pulled at him like she still hadn’t been sated yet.

I let myself get lost in his touch and the way he made my body feel. Every ridge of his cock seemed to stroke me perfectly as he slid in and out. I was so close and yet my eyes, which I hadn’t even realized were closed, flew open as his rhythm slowed. It was then I heard the groan.

“Oh good. You’re awake,” said Zeid, his eyes never leaving mine as a small sneer spread over his sinful lips and he thrust again only it was slow. So painfully slow.

“What the fuck? She’s mine.”

As if my body was on board with making sure the judge knew exactly who I belonged to, Zeid’s next thrust hit me exactly where I needed him to and I cried out in release.

“Good girl, show our guest who you belong to.”

He claimed my lips as we ignored the protests of my would-be fiancé.

I held Zeid tight, his fingers biting into the sensitive skin of my ass as he pulled me closer to him, making me feel just how deep he was in the next thrust.

I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t breathe. I just wanted to feel.

“Come for me, dove. Show him what he can’t have.”

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Fuck,she felt good on my cock. I ran my hands over her thighs, letting her come back to earth before I pulled out.

“Ready, for your surprise, dove?”

“Dove? Who the fuck is dove? Her name is Daisy, and she’s obviously a giant slut.”

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