Page 112 of Voracious

I need as many claims as I can get, despite the ones around our necks clinking together as they meet.

“Tell me you’re mine, lisichka.”

Her hands map my body as she moans, “Forever.”

My thrusts speed up and she presses her fingers to my abs, she’s pushing against me while pulling me closer and I hold the back of her head as her body shakes.

Desire mixes with my emotions at the whimper she lets out. I kiss her pulse and coo, “I know, beautiful, I can feel it too.”

I gently place her head back on the pillow and wrap my hand around her throat. It’s the perfect size for my hand.

“You were made for me, weren’t you, B?”

The dopiest fucking smile lifts her lips, and she stutters around the sounds leaving her.

“Made for each other.”

“What do you want me to do to keep you?”

Her smile gets even wider, taking over her full face as she clenches around me and chokes out, “Breed me.”

Pulling out until the tip is left inside her, I watch as I slowly fuck her, and she hugs my dick.

“Your pretty pussy is mine, isn’t it, human?”

She nods and claws at my arms, my chest, anywhere she can reach. It drives her fucking insane and I hope she’s right about Venus and we become aliens because she’d love that.

I fall over her as she tugs on my sides and pushes her hips up to get me to move. Her confidence has fully taken over and there are no fake noises or movements as she eagerly sits on my dick and fucking rides me. Grabbing her throat, I squeeze the sides, watching her eyes roll back and feeling how much she loves it. She copies me and I tilt my chin back as she fucks me while begging for what will always be hers.

“Come in me.”

Pressing my palm flat against her stomach, I stretch my thumb down and lightly brush her clit. It forces her to move forward, and she bites my cheek as she groans and tightens around me.

When she clenches, riding me through her climax, I can’t hold back and cup the back of her head, cutting off her air as I push my hips up and fill her with my cum. We’re both breathless and she softly kisses the teeth marks she’s left in my cheek before she hugs me and grinds her hips with her breathy moans in my ear.

“You feel so good.”

I band my arm around her, holding her ass to keep her in place as I kiss her collarbone and she lays her head on my shoulder.

“Go to sleep, lisichka, I’m not ready leave you yet.”

She groans low in her throat and peppers her lips across my chest, directly over the organ she owns.

“Are you going to torture me when I wake up?”

There’s excitement in her voice and I pull her head back to press my promise to her lips.

“Every single day for the rest of our lives.”

This woman is dangerous, not because she’s crazy and murderous, because I will become worse than her if anyone, anything, ever removes the smile from her face.

She’s even sweeter as she kisses under my jaw, directly over my scar, and sleepily says, “My lock, my favorite person—” a yawn pauses her before she sighs, “—my Dima.”

I walk into the warehouse,already itching to get back to my woman. She’s always so warm and comfortable when she passes out, but no one gets to take her control away or rock the foundations of her mind.

It’s my favorite part of my life when Ana curls up against me, feeling her reaching out for me in sleep and the little sigh shedoes when her hands touch me. Even unconscious she knows it’s me and her, only ever us. Fuck, I miss her already.

The dark sky filters through the warehouse windows as her brothers stand together and only the low strip light on the back wall is on. It’s enough see the dismembered bodies lying in the corner and Vlad is stood in a pair of shorts with Val and Tali wiping down his arms. It’s a fucked up opposite when it was always him and me doing it for them.

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