Page 127 of The Sea Witch's Son

I slow my strokes until sweat is dripping down the side of her neck and desperation is written clear across that pretty face.

“Marlin, please.”

I like hearing her beg. It reinstates a confidence that I am the one in control, no matter how reactive her presence makes me.

“Louder.”

“Marlin, please.”

A chuckle escapes from my chest, and I promptly sit back on the hardwood and pull her onto my lap. Her eyes are glazed and there’s perspiration beading above her bottom lip.

I lick it right off.

“Show me how much you want it, little saint.”

A low growl escapes her throat while a deep blush coats her upper body. I lean back and watch her sink on my cock, impaling herself with a hiss.

“Sore already?” I shake my head with a sigh, “The night has just begun.”

“You’re fucking insatiable.” Her nails dig into my shoulders as she starts riding me, “Don’t you ever get tired?”

I grin, watching her tits bounce with the movement, “How can a man be tired when he has this tight pussy to fill up?”

Her grumble turns into a groan when she rubs her pelvis against me. She grinds down on me, trying to increase the pressure on her swollen clit.

I thread my hand through her hair and pull her head back. Licking my way up the column of her throat, I latch onto her mouth and swallow every needy sound she makes.

Gripping her hips, I force her to sink deeper on my cock. A groan leaks out of my mouth and it’s Melody who sweeps it away with her tongue. I reach between us and press down on her clit, finally providing the release my little saint so desperately desires.

Foul words tumble out from her mouth as she comes for the second time tonight. Her pussy spasms around me, the overflowing pleasure triggering my own to descend.

Lifting her off my lap, I throw her onto the floor and come all over her ass.

“Every time.” She groans into the hardwood.

I smile, watching the sticky liquid drip down her round cheeks, covering every freckle and dimple in sight.

“It’s so you don’t forget.”

“How could I forget when you do it every time?”

She rolls over and glares at me, sending a burning desire rippling through my body all over again.

There is no reason as to why I lean forward and kiss her. Why I mould my lips against hers, seeking a way to mark this passionate creature as my own.

Why I feel the need to consume her so I know she won’t let go.

Chapter 44

MELODY

Anton’s deadline comes and goes.

Instead of goons waiting outside my front door with pitchforks and menacing smiles, the deadline passed like a leaf blowing in the wind. Subtle and unsuspecting, it's as if the threat was never made in the first place.

Although something has shifted in Wolf Hollow.

The classes are emptier than usual and the college seems to have lost some of its gumption. Students are keeping their heads down during class and even the professors seem more nervous than usual. The fights that would break out during the lunch hour have all but disappeared, each person sticking to whatever shadow they can find.

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