Page 26 of Claws and Effect

Zyle’s features change into a predatory smile. Her heartbeat thrummed so hard she heard it.

He slowed his movements and let his fingers trace down the other leg. Zyle circled his touch around her skin before sliding up underneath her skirt. Anticipation throbbed over her skin. Her legs and fingers shook. Zyle seemed to like that more.

He outlined the edge of her panties, and she closed her eyes at the feathered touch. Each time Zyle moved closer to her clit, a whimper escaped her throat.

Zyle ran his fingers between the fabric of her underwear and her wet, swollen lips. Laykin shuddered.

“Princess, you are so wet.”

“For you. I’m ready.” Laykin opened her eyes, and his shined liquid gold, even in the dim lighting.

Laykin watched Zyle’s movements as he took her cues. He slid two fingers inside her, making her cry out.

His thumb found her clit and circled it, and then moved under its soft hood.

“Oh, my God!” Laykin yelled and ground down on Zyle’s fingers as he moved them in and out of her.

Her hands desperately looked for something to cling onto. Then Zyle curled one of his fingers into her walls and hit her G-spot. Her legs went limp, and his free hand caught her as she climaxed around his finger. Moisture ran down his palm. Laykin screamed out in pleasure.

As she shook, he slid his fingers out. She shivered underneath his touch.

Her leg slid off his shoulder onto the bed.

Zyle nuzzled into her neck and kissed it. “Are you done?” He licked up her throat, kissed her chin, and then met her lips with his.

Laykin locked her gaze on his.

“Not even close,” she whispered.

“Good.” Zyle leaned over, and his hands found her underwear. With one swift motion, Laykin heard arip. He held up the tattered fabric of her panties and threw them down. “I’ll buy you new ones.”

Laykin pulled him into her and kissed him so deeply that his moan echoed in her mouth.

He pressed into her, his still clothed body making her crazy.

Zyle ground into her for several pumps. She moved her hands from his shoulders down his chest. Her fingers glided over his tight abs. Her thumb found the button of his pants, and hestiffened as Laykin flicked them open with a quick snap of her fingers.

Zyle pulled back and stared as Laykin unzipped his pants and released him. She gasped. He was big and hard. Her hand wrapped around it, and she squeezed, feeling every vein.

Zyle caged her with his arms.

Laykin moved her hand up and down the length of his shaft. A noise ripped out of his throat. He opened his eyes and growled. His restraint snapped and he lowered onto Laykin and shoved himself between her legs.

The motion happened so fast that Laykin choked on air.

Her first gasp was from the pleasure of being pressed against the bed by Zyle’s hard body. A second gasp from the sensation as he thrust into her warmth.

He pulled himself out. Pleasure ripped through every inch of her. Then Zyle shoved himself back in.

The push created intense heat, and the pressure began to mount. Zyle pulled himself out again. Slower this time. They made eye contact and didn’t break it as Zyle dug into her once more.

Her climax shot through her body like a bullet. Laykin spasmed and writhed over Zyle’s hardness as he moved his hips faster.

As her orgasm ended, his began, and he throbbed inside her.

He flipped them over and let Laykin straddle him. His cock twitched inside her, and she was excited to take charge. She rocked her hips forward.

Zyle inhaled sharply. He looked at her. “Ready for more?” he asked.

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