Page 91 of Sworn to Revenge
“I don’t share, and I sure as hell won’t let him steal your attention when you’re inourbed—naked beneath me.”
My voice hardens as my hand slips between her legs, my fingers grazing her soft, swollen clit. Her moan follows immediately.
“I’m only yours.” She smirks at me, adding, “That fuckingdumbdragon won’t change that.”
“I love it when you talk dirty,” I chuckle, moving my hand from her clit to her stiff pink nipple, teasing it with my thumb. My cock is rock hard, pressing against her entrance. She arches her chest toward me, trying to push her body down, ready to take me in.
“And I especially love watching your body beg for me,” I pin her in place, pushing her hands above her head, stopping her from clawing at my chest.
“Not yet.” I growl. Her moans grow more desperate as I trail my lips down her neck, biting softly at the spot beneath her ear where her pulse beats wildly. The sweet scent of the ocean rises from her hair, waking up every cell in my body.
“Please,” she moans as my cock slides up and down, teasing her dripping wet entrance.
“Please what?” I tease, releasing her wrists as my tongue slides down her belly. Goosebumps rise on her skin as the cool air from the AC hits herstomach, now slick with the trail of my tongue.
“I wan—” Her words cut off as my tongue circles her swollen clit. The taste of her juices is so sweet as I swirl my tongue in just the right spot to make her body arch and a moan burst from her lips. I swear, just that sound alone—before even the huntress’s screech—could make me do whatever she wanted.
“You’re so wet,” I whisper against her entrance, teasing her with the tip of my tongue.
“Please, Pedro. I can’t take it anymore.”
I thrust my tongue inside her, tasting every inch of her, and I swear if there was nectar that tasted like her body, it would be as addictive as this. She clamps her legs around my head, trying to push my tongue deeper, but I grab her thighs, forcing them apart, taking my time with her swollen, pink pussy. Her tight entrance pulses around my tongue as she tries to pull me in deeper, and in response, I slide my finger gently over her clit, moving it up and down her soft skin.
Her moans grow louder as I increase the speed of my tongue.
“Pedro, I can’t hold it anymore,” her voice trembles through heavy breaths.
“Come in my mouth,” I command. “I want to taste every drop of you.”
Her body shakes beneath my tongue, her tight core spasming with her orgasm, and I don’t stop until she’s lying still on the bed, her breath coming back to normal. I swallow her sweet cum and crawl back up to look at her face. Her cheeks are flushed, and she smiles up at me with that radiant, innocent smile of hers.
“What the hell was that?” she asks, and a satisfied chuckle escapes my lips.
“That was just the beginning. Now it’s my turn,” I growl, grabbing her legs and flipping her onto her stomach. A small gasp of surprise slips from her, but she stays in place, waiting for me.
“You see how much fun you can have when you listen to me?” I tease, leaning in close to her ear, rubbing my painfully hard cock along her slick entrance, seconds from exploding.
“You do know the real fun is when Idon’tlisten to you, right?” she giggles into the mattress, and without waiting, I thrust myself deep inside her in one stroke. A guttural groan escapes me as the wetness of her release coats my cock, making every movement inside her so damn easy.
“You’re so fucking tight…” I rasp, my voice hoarse as I start to move within her. My breathing grows heavier with every thrust, drowning out the sound of her soft moans.
“I haven’t taken the pills Alin gave me for the past two days,” she suddenly admits, but she doesn’t stop enjoying the feeling of my cock inside her.
Shit.
“I’ll come outside,” I promise. I’ve never tried to come outside. Fuck, other than Bay, I’ve never been inside a woman without a condom. That thought alone is pushing me to my limits.
I slam into her harder and faster, feeling the orgasm building deep within me. As the sensation creeps up my spine, I pull out of her just in time, laying my cock down on her perfect ass, now raised beneath me. My handmoves quickly, stroking myself until I spill my release all along her back.
“And here I thought my masterpiece couldn’t look any better…” I whisper hoarsely, admiring how my cum decorates the curves of her body.
“Your masterpiece definitely enjoys the extra touch,” she laughs, and I carefully turn her around, a satisfied grin spreading across my face as I lift her into my arms again and carry her to the bathroom.
“There’s officially not a drop of energy left in me,” she yawns into my neck as I turn on the shower, water raining down on both of us, and our tails reappear.
“You planning to sleep in the shower?” I chuckle, pressing down on the shampoo bottle, squeezing a good amount into my palm before wetting her hair with the shower head.
“I might just fall asleep with all this pampering,” she smiles, and another yawn slips out.
