Page 224 of Cruel Devotion

“No. No.” My chest rose and fell. “Don’t say anything.”

You can hold out longer than this.

Moni whimpered. “I want to feel you back inside of me.”

My cock jerked and twitched.

I looked down at the traitor.

Keep yourself together.

I shouldn’t have even gazed down at my cock. It was a seductive sight. Her arousal dripped and coated my length.

Fuck.

I turned my view back to her wet pussy. The sight of those swollen lips and glistening arousal was too damn much.

Yeah. She can never leave the East.

My cock intensely throbbed.

“Get your ass back over here, Lei.”

I sneered at her. “Your pussy is too fucking good.”

A wicked chuckle left her.

I returned and hovered over her. “You think that’s funny?”

“Yes,” she smirked. “Mountain Master.”

“No. I am not the master of anything right now.” I gazed back down at that pussy. “Perhaps, I should be calling you Mountain Mistress.”

She chuckled again.

For some reason, I felt challenged. Maybe it was the alpha male in me rising up for battle.

We’ll show her.

Wild with lust, I dove my cock back into her dripping wet sex.

A dark groan left me. “Oh fuck, Moni. Fuck.”

“Ooooo.”

“So fucking good.” Trembling, I picked up pace, driven by a primal urge that thrummed through every fiber of my being.

“Yes.” She matched me step for step. “Like that, baby.”

“Oh fuck.”

“Just like that.” Her body quivered beneath mine as I delved deeper into that moist heat.

“Oh!” Her soft moans fed my hunger.

Needing to taste Moni, I claimed her mouth in a searing kiss.

And we moved together in a rhythm. Our bodies slick with sweat and trembling with ecstasy.

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