Page 22 of Marked By The Grouchy Grizzly

I move faster, sucking him in deeper, pushing him to the back of my throat, moaning as I take every thick inch. His hips jerk, and his growl turns feral.

“Goddamn, Lainey,” he growls. “You’re gonna make me lose it.”

I want to feel it. I want to know what it’s like to have this man lose all control. What it’s like to have him cumming deep in my mouth.

My hand moves faster along his shaft. I squeeze tighter. I pick up the pace, bobbing my head and working him harder, sucking him deeper, loving the way his cock keeps pulsing against my tongue.

My jaw aches and my hands cramp up, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop.

He’s so big. Sothick. I love the way he fills my mouth. I love the way his fingers tighten in my hair. The sexy carnal sounds he makes are so raw and erotic. They make my pussy drip with need. I love the way he’s barely holding himself together because of me.

He grabs a fistful of my hair without thinking, but then when he realizes how hard he’s gripping me, he lets go and yanks his hand away like he just touched a hot stove.

It’s so sweet how he doesn’t want to hurt me, but I kind of like the roughness. I like the feeling of him losing control. It’s such a turn on.

His breathing turns ragged as I suck him off harder. His muscles tremble. I know he’s close. I want to taste him. I want to push him over the edge.

“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum,” he warns, his voice guttural and desperate.

I don’t stop. I take him in deeper, my throat burning as Isuck him hard. His massive body goes rigid in front of my eyes. His tattooed muscles flex. A deep growl rips from his throat as his cock pulses and he cums in my mouth. I whimper as hot cum surges all over my tongue.

Yes… Fuck, yes…

I swallow him down with a slutty moan, taking every drop, my body humming with satisfaction. He groans as his strong hands gently cradle my cheeks, watching me with those dark, hungry eyes.

“That’s my mate,” he whispers, his voice rough, but at the same time, it’s filled with adoration and admiration. “You’re perfect, Lainey.”

I pull him out of my mouth with a soft pop, licking my lips as I look up at him, feeling powerful, feeling wanted, feeling utterly his.

I let go of his dick and lean back in the chair, my wet pussyachingas I look up at the tattooed god in front of me.

His hungry green eyes slowly slide down my body and linger on my pussy. I whimper as he steps forward and drops to his knees.

My cheeks burn, heat spreading through me as he hovers dangerously close to my most intimate area. No one has ever seen it or touched it before, and I can tell he’s about to do both. Nothing—not even an army—could stop this man from claiming what’s already his.

His breathing is ragged. His muscles are coiled so tightly he looks like he’s seconds away from losing control.

I perk up in the seat, but he pushes me back down, his lustful eyes on my hips.

His big hands tremble as they unbuckle my belt and pull my zipper down. I’m breathing short raspy breaths as he gently pulls my jeans down my thighs and off my feet. He tosses them behind him as his lustful eyes focus on my panties.

They’re wet. I know they are. I can feel it.

“Fuck,” he whispers as his strong hands settle on myknees, spreading my thighs apart. He inhales long and hard through his nose, and I know he’s smelling my arousal. I can see it in his eyes.

There’s a battle going on inside him—the primal need to claim me fighting against the restraint he’s barely managing to hold onto.

The primal part almost wins when I feel his hands squeezing my knees.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” he growls, his voice rough and urgent. “Fuck, Lainey. I don’t know how to be gentle when all I want is todevouryou.”

My breath stutters at his words, my nipples tightening, my pussy aching. “You don’t have to be so gentle,” I whisper, my voice shaking with need.

His eyes darken as he looks at me. “Oh yeah? You want me to devour this pretty little pussy? Because that’s exactly what I’m about to do, sweet girl. I’ve been holding back, but your sexy body is making it really fucking hard to control myself.”

A shiver rolls down my spine as I watch him. I want him to lose all control. I want his lustful side to win.

Maybe this will help…

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