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“You’re going to swallow every drop like a good girl,” I grunted, my body tensing as the wave of my release crashed over me.

I came hard, the force of it making my vision blur. Zara didn’t pull away, her mouth working as she swallowed every last drop. My cock throbbed over and over again, as one spurt of cum after another pelted the back of her throat. When I was spent, I let out a shaky breath, my grip loosening against her shoulders.

She pulled away, her lips swollen, her eyes glistening with unsaid emotion and a desire all of her own.

“Holy shit,” I breathed, the words slipping out before I could stop them.

She laughed, her voice slightly raspy from her efforts, but her smile was bright, her cheeks flushed.

“I’m glad you liked it,” she said, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

“Liked it?” I said, letting out a faint chuckle. “I said it before and I’ll say it again: you might be the death of me, woman.”

Her laughter deepened, and for a moment, I just stared at her, the warmth in her expression making something clench in my chest. I was falling for her, harder and faster than I’d thought possible. The realization made my heart pound, and I swallowed hard, struggling to keep my expression neutral as I tucked my cock away.

“Well, I’ll try not to kill you too soon,” she teased, her lips curving into a smirk.

“Come here,” I said, sitting down and tugging her into my lap. She squealed, jumping slightly, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

Her body fit against mine, her warmth seeping into my skin, and I felt a rush of protectiveness that nearly stole my breath away. Her bare ass was still hot, and it felt good tucked against my softening cock. I brushed a kiss against her temple, holding her close as the crackling of the fire filled the silence between us.

“Now, you’re going to lie back and let me take care of you, love. You’re going to spread your legs and I’m going to kiss that sweet pink pussy until you scream for me. If you fight me, though, I’m going to take my belt to that bare ass and really give you a spanking you’ll remember,” I commanded.

She shivered, her eyes darkening with something that was definitely not fear.

She was going to be trouble, and I was going to enjoy every minute of it.

When she didn’t move right away, I smacked her ass again. With a yelp, she scrambled back and sat back on the ground before leaning back and giving me a sultry look. I knelt between her legs and slowly removed one boot and then the other, taking my time and enjoying the process of baring her. With a sort of reverence that I hadn’t known I was capable of, I trailed my fingers over the gentle curves of her hips and edged her pants the rest of the way down her legs, inch by achingly slow inch.

My wolf stirred at the sight of her, and my cock jumped in response.

Zara lifted her hips, letting me remove her pants completely, then laid back, her dark hair splayed around her face. She looked up at me, her eyes half-closed, and bit her lip, her chest rising and falling faster.

I leaned forward, placing a single kiss to the top of her mound.

“Now, love, I’m going to kiss your pretty little cunt until you beg for mercy and then I’m going to kiss it some more.”

CHAPTER 13

Zara

The firelight flickered against Thorne’s skin, leaving his features shrouded in shadow, but his eyes burned through the darkness, intense and focused as they locked on mine.

A shiver raced down my spine, anticipation and arousal mingling into a heady rush. He was looking at me like he could devour me whole, and I was more than ready for him to try.

He lowered his mouth to my stomach where my shirt had ridden up, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin below my belly button. His touch was electric, sending a wave of heat crashing through me. I felt myself getting wet, my core clenching at the thought of his lips on my pussy.

“Spread your legs,” he murmured, his breath warm on my skin.

I hesitated, my pulse racing. My trepidation earned me a light stinging slap to my thigh, and I cried out, the quick, sharp pain catching me off guard. My bottom still burned from his hand,and I bit my lip, trying to come to terms with that fact that I’d just gotten spanked like a naughty little girl.

“You have a choice, love,” he warned. “Spread your legs and let me have a taste of you, or I’m going to take off my belt.”

My cheeks flushed, a fresh wave of arousal coursing through me at the thought.

“I won’t ask again,” he said, his voice low and dangerous.

With trembling legs, I obeyed, spreading my thighs for him.

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