Page 105 of Devil's Claim

“Fuck,” he groaned. “I want you.”

“Then fuck me.” I wasn’t interested in wasting any time, ripping at his belt and zipper. I shifted onto my knees, wrapping one hand around his cock. As I squeezed and stroked, he threw his head back. I sensed he was trying to keep some manner of control.

But he was failing rapidly.

With a single finger, he ripped off my thong, the sound floating between us. We both laughed and he bent me back, fisting my hair and latching his lips around my nipple.

Holy fuck, it felt so good.

The man was even more insatiable than before, immediately lifting his hips and driving the entire length of his cock deep inside my tight channel.

Sweat beaded across his chiseled face, the sweltering heat of our actions in a confined space making it difficult to breathe. As hischest rose and fell, he rubbed his hands down my back. His half laugh was one of intended ownership.

Something in the back of my mind screamed all I was doing was cementing his required possession, but my body would always betray me around the rugged man.

I slipped my arms over his shoulders and bucked hard against him, the hard bounces forcing air from my lungs.

The look on his face remained carnal, his eyes as unfocused as mine felt.

Sudden darkness forced a growl from his lips, a tension in my body. But within seconds, his dark laugh fueled another fire.

He caressed my bottom, squeezing until I issued another scattered moan. His control was intense, every nerve fluttering.

“You are truly exquisite. Never forget you are all mine.”

Every syllable echoing in the dense space, I closed my eyes, unable to stop the ragged moans. What was it about dominating men that added to the rush of excitement?

Kruz wasn’t the kind of man to do anything half assed. He slipped one hand to the back of my neck while he fucked me, the brutal pounding sweet music.

I tangled my fingers in his hair, panting as the excessive heat increased. The first tickle of an orgasm pulsed through every muscle, my toes suddenly curling. I squeezed my muscles, the sense of nirvana electrifying.

As the orgasm erupted in my core, I threw one hand against the roof, rocking against him like some crazed woman.

“That’s it. Come for me.” His husky growl was a command, but unneeded.

I was completely lost in the intense moment, my mind blown by the rush of vibrations as I floated into pure ecstasy.

Kruz continued to pound into me, holding nothing back, including his primal growls.

His body tensed, his actions even more savage. I slowly lowered my head, smiling as I clenched my pussy muscles.

“You little… minx,” he muttered. His actions becoming crazed, he bounced me up and down on his lap. One additional roar and I felt the rush of heat as he erupted deep inside.

As soon as he pushed me back, a blast of noise interrupted the insanely decadent moment.

The horn.

I’d accidently pressed the horn.

Gasping, I threw myself forward, instantly horrified.

Yet the sexy bastard laughed, even cracking his hand against my bottom.

Suddenly, there were bright lights.

The sound of footsteps.

A horrible pound on the window.

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