Page 19 of The Devil's Hunt

"I didn't mean to watch you with that girl in the cornfield. I was trying to find Lacey," I explained.

"And now?"

"I didn't realize I was watching," I lied to him, looking down at my hands.

"Don't do that." He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled my body to his, forcing me to straddle his legs, my face inches away from his.

"Do what?" I whispered in defiance.

"Don't lie to me again," he warned.

"I—" I stuttered, feeling my body melt into his.

"Embrace her," he commanded.

"Who?"

"Who you really are. Your true nature." His eyes moved down to my mouth, and the grip on my neck lessened.

I pushed my hips forward, pressing myself against his hard cock tenting his jeans. He growled against my mouth, his hands reaching around to squeeze my ass.

"What if I don't know who I really am?"

"Then it's time you found out," he whispered as his lips descended onto mine.

I gave him my mouth, allowing his tongue to explore me. He moaned as I stroked his tongue with mine. I wanted to taste him, to feel his skin on mine.

"You were made for me. You just don't know it yet." His tongue slid across my bottom lip.

"How do you know?" I whispered.

"In time, I'll show you, little rabbit," he teased, biting my neck. "But right now, I want you to watch them." He twisted my body around to face Kai and the blonde, who had her head thrown back, as he sucked on her nipples.

"Archer." My face flushed red, heat trailing down to my pussy as I watched them.

His lips teased my neck as his hands moved down my stomach, sliding into my pants again, his fingertips probing my wetness. "I want you to imagine that I'm fucking you," he whispered in my ear, pulling me back into him, settling me down into his lap, and gently forcing my thighs open.

His fingers found my clit, rubbing back and forth between my wet lips, and I struggled to push back the moans fighting to come out. "Archer—" My body was responding to his demands, my hips moving back to grind my ass against his throbbing cock.

The blonde on Kai's lap was moaning loudly, and I couldn't help but imagine Archer inside me. His other hand roamed my body, moving underneath my jacket. He squeezed my breasts, tugging at my hard nipples, sending a wave of pleasure down to my clit.

"Think about me fucking you. My cock stretching your virgin walls."

"Do it harder," I moaned, eating my words as I urged him on.

He pinched my nipples hard. "You want more?"

"Yes," I panted, a burning sensation pulsing through my body.

"You'd like me to pound my cock into you, wouldn't you?" He bit my neck, and I cried out.

"Yes."

"You're not ready."

"What?" I panted.

"I'll give you my cock when you're ready to have it," he teased, kissing my neck, relieving the painful stinging sensation from his teeth.

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