Page 9 of Mean One

“You’re wrong,” he grunted. His words stung, igniting anger within me.

No, I’m not!I struggled to breathe, lightheaded and frantic to make him stay, to make him see.

My eyes scanned the room, noticing a nearby strand of lights hanging along the cave wall. Without thinking, I snatched the strand and rushed after him.

“Don’t you walk away from me!” My voice growled through gritted teeth as I lassoed the lights over his large frame, hooking his neck. He stopped, unsure of what was happening. My hands pulled, yanking him back as he tried to grab the lights looped around his neck. I pulled again, knocking him to his knees as he tried to turn and face me.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” My hands curled around the light strand, closing in on him as I forced his head up to stare at me. “You—” I yanked the strand again, stopping his words as I bent down, my curls bouncing around my face.

“I’m simply reminding you how much you really do like me.” My back straightened as I lifted my leg and pressed my foot into his chest, the heel of my shoe digging into his fur. “I know everything that dark, twisted little heart of yours desires.” My hands tugged, yanking his face closer with the strand, my heel digging deeper. “I know exactly how to make you beg.” I kicked his chest, loosening my grip on the light strand and knocking him onto his back as he groaned. “I know how much you want my body.” I stood over his face, my feet on either side of his thick neck, tugging at the lights. “And, in spite of everything you say, I know just how much you fuckingneedme.”

His claws moved from protecting his neck from the strand and grabbed my ankles. His hands slid delicately along my skin, causing it to tingle, before reaching the back of my knees, whacking them. The force caused my legs to buckle as I plopped onto his chest, my knees bent and spread around his face. His hot breath seeped under the hem of my skirt, teasing my aching pussy. I could hear the hunger in his breathing, the craving he had for me and only me. I knew what my body did to him, and right now, he was exactly where I wanted him.

I grabbed his hand, guiding it up my legs to my waist, taking my time as I glided it over my breasts, kissing the top of his hand lightly. I then used his sharp claw to cut the straps of my dress, rolling the material down and freeing my chest. A low rumble rocked from his chest and up my body as I moved his hands back to my breasts, softly moaning at how he felt against my bare skin. My heart raced with such excitement and enjoyment as I lightly ground against him.

“You bring that wicked, greedy little pussy of yours over here,” he demanded, playing at my now-hardened nipples, tugging at them while he licked his lips. “Now.”

“No,” I breathed, shaking my hair from my shoulders as I quickened my grinding, leaning into his touch, using one hand to tug the lights around his neck. “You’re going to listen and watch as I use your body however I want until I come all over it.” I gasped, moving faster. “Time to suffer for being such a bad boy.” He snatched the colorful light strand from me and forced my hands forward, wrapping it tightly around my wrists. I laughed at his aggression as he yanked the strand and forced my body over his, my pussy hovering over his face. “So needy,” I teased. He grabbed the hem of my skirt, ripping my clothes open like a present.

“I’m not a fucking boy,” he snarled, slapping my bare ass hard as I gasped, inching closer to his lips. “I’m a goddamn monster.” His tongue flicked my swollen clit, my spine straightening and back arching at the contact. I couldn’t help but faintly cry out, rocking my pelvis as he snaked closer, tasting my wet, aching pussy. My bound hands pressed against the cold floor, the warmth of the lights contrasting against the cold air as I began to sweat, my breasts swaying with my movements.

“That’s right,” I breathed. “Now eat me like the big, bad monster you are.”

His tongue stretched deeper inside me, his hot breath covering my body as his claws dug into my backside. My back arched further as my spine ached, pushing me harder against his soft, furry face as he fucked me with his tongue, devouring every bit of my weeping excitement. It didn’t take long to feel the pressure building within my core, but I refused to let it surface, biting my lip as I held it back and embraced the painful resistance. I was determined to draw it out and live in this moment forever. With him.

“I can feel the fever burning between your legs,” he breathed into me. “Go on and soak my face, freckles. Suffocate me with your tasty cum.”

“No,” I cried, forcing the wave of excitement down. “Not yet.” He growled, clawing my legs for support as he flipped our bodies, rolling, slamming me on my back.

“I wasn’t asking,” he gritted, rising onto his knees and unbuttoning his pants. His hands quickly unleashed his cock, a vibrant green, hairy beast that had grown three sizes larger. I could feel my eyes twinkling at the sight of it, my mouth watering with anticipation. He grabbed my legs and yanked me close, rubbing his wet, sticky tip along my center and against my clit. Fuck, he felt so good. His fluids mixed with my own as he stroked me with his enormous cock, finally finding my orgasm.

“There it is.” He grinned while forcing himself inside me. The immediate pain and pressure made me scream as my eyes watered and lips curled. I loved the way his cock felt inside me.

“Yes, take it from me,” I whimpered. “Take my cum. It’s all yours.”

He raised my legs over his shoulders, pinning my bound arms above my head as he rammed further into my cunt, grunting as he quickened his pace and fucked the hell out of me. I tried to scream, to cry out in ecstasy as my climax built, but my throat was noticeably dry, burning from my insanely rapid breathing.

No. I knew he liked hearing me. I tried to swallow, but it was no use. I didn’t have enough spit.

“Let me help you.” He gripped my face and forced my mouth open, my tongue curling out as he spit down my throat, his saliva coating it enough to let me scream as he forced himself deeper into my pussy.

“Yes. Yes!” I couldn’t stop myself, pulsating around his cock as he forced every drop out of my body, making me squirt all over his cock, allowing him to move a little easier. I knew he was holding out on me, trying to resist his own urge to come. Despite how much my body shook and ached with absolute pleasure, I slapped his hands from my wrists, hooking his neck instead as I yanked his face closer. “You better come inside this pussy, or I’m going to fuck you from behind with one of your favorite little toys.” His eyes ignited, his body thrusting harder into mine, again and again, until he couldn’t hold back.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“That’s a good boy.” I squeezed my legs tight around his neck, moving alongside him. “Fill my pussy.” He growled, his claws tearing into my skin as he began to roar, coming hard inside me.

“Fuck, Max!” Hearing him scream my name, knowing how good I made him feel, made my heart glow with absolute joy.

“That’s right, say my name,” I whispered, smiling as he continued to fuck me, pumping his hot cum into me until it dripped and seeped out of my body. “Say it.”

“Oh, Max,” he whined, jolting as he slowed his pace, the lust-filled haze beginning to clear from his eyes. He watched me closely, pulling his wet cock from my body as I moaned, already missing the way it felt. He silently removed my arms from his neck and unwrapped my wrists as my hand touched his face gently. For a minute, we sat there, trying to catch our breaths as we simply stared at one another, completely lost in our sinful moment.

“What do you say you grab one of those toys, and we enjoy ourselves just a little longer?” His eyes twinkled, a devious little grin peeking from the corner of his mouth. I raised a brow, knowing I had won. He was mine and always would be. His thoughts may be stuck in the past, but his body was here, with me, and I knew exactly how to please it.

“You going to get on all fours and let me fuck you from behind this time?” I asked, biting my tongue softly. He leaned down, kissing me fiercely, his claws gliding along my body, feeling my curves.

“Just promise to fuck me real good, and I’ll let you do whatever you want, freckles.”

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