Page 95 of Smoke and Lure

She was so drenched, the wet sounds as he played with her pussy filled the space.

“Oh...don’t stop.”Michaela gripped the tablecloth and his tie, still in her grasp, as she leaned back, begging for more contact.

He gave it to her.Slipping his thumb up along her supple, slick slit he reached her entrance.Pressing in along her walls while he stroked her clit had her heels tap, tap, tapping on the hardwood floor.

She was close.

In and out, he thrust his thumb.Round and round he worked her clit.

Then he moved his other hand from the small of her back and brought it down on her ass hard, harder than any of the previous swats.

And she came.Bucking and thrusting her tight pussy onto his thumb, ravenous to keep the pleasure rolling through her body.

Amaros pulled his hand away and shoved his glistening thumb into his mouth.He sucked her sweet nectar from his finger and felt his cock pulse in his pants, pressing urgently against the zipper.When he got her back to the room, he’d spend time licking her delectable pussy, but for now, he needed inside.

He shoved his suit jacket down his arms and let it drop to the floor.A few of his shirt buttons were missing from Michaela’s handiwork, and the remainder popped off as he snatched apart the sides.

Michaela peered back at him over her shoulder, her gaze a caress over his bared chest, and watched him undo his slacks, then shoved them over his hips.

Her eyes rounded in shock as they lowered to his cock.

It was heavy, hard, and long.Like his height, there was nothing slight about the length of his dick.

“Amaros—” her voice quivered, worry distorting her features.

Before, he hadn’t trusted himself to undress around her and not take her, but now he couldn’t allow her more than a moment to glimpse her fill.

“I’m right here with you, little angel.”He moved closer, slid a hand up her back, and caressed the skin around the halter of her dress, still covering her.He reached for one of her hands.Taking hold of it, he brought it to the small of her back and linked their fingers together there.

He grasped his cock in his free hand and guided it to her pussy.There was already precum on the tip of his dick, but he still glided his crown up and down her slit, coating himself in her wetness.

Amaros had his fingers inside Michaela more than once and knew how tight her walls were.No amount of stretching would prepare her for his size.

Even without hearing Michaela’s memory of being impregnated, Amaros knew whatever instrument the scientists used to fertilize her eggs, they’d taken care not to rupture her membrane, probably for their sick pleasure when she had to deliver whatever malformed mutant they had placed inside of her.It would have increased her pain significantly.

But he had no fear because she was his blood mate, and his venom would have taken care of altering any deformity.

And in this he would take care.

He pressed forward, allowing her to adjust to the head of his cock before he pulled out all the way, then did it again.

Tremors rocked her body, but Michaela still whimpered every time he withdrew as if pleading with him not to leave her.

However, he knew he couldn’t delay the inevitable because prolonging it would do her no good, and there was no more waiting for him to have her.

“When I thrust into your pussy this time, push back on me, little angel.”

He centered his head right at her opening then circled her waist and began plying her swollen clit with firm, quick strokes, purposely propelling her to the edge.

“Ahh...Ah...”

When her hips began to mimic the motion of his fingers, and her opening tightened around the tip of his shaft, he knew she was almost there.

“Now,” he growled, driving his cock forward.

Eagerly following his command as she sought her completion, Michaela impelled herself onto his hard length.

She screamed but came at the same time, the walls of her pussy quivering and gripping him tight.

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