Page 78 of Sincerely, Pack Pucked
“Y…yes.”
I blew across the slippery skin of her slit, already glistening so brightly with slick. “Yes, what?”
“Ugh! Frick!” Mable’s eyes rolled back before she returned them to me with a glare. “Yes, sir.”
“That’s my good girl.” I hoisted her hips up, using my hands under her ass to lift her. “Now my princess gets her reward.”
I devoured her, relishing in her taste and the perfect way she dug her little nails into my scalp. She squirmed beneath my tongue, especially when I swirled it around her clit. Mable mewled and whimpered, unable to do anything but enjoy herself, which was exactly what I wanted.
Because she’s all fucking mine right now. And the next time she’s carrying a child, it’s going to be mine too.
Teasing her entrance, I dipped my tongue in and out. I needed her ready for me. It was asking a lot from her tight pussy to have her riding my cock without any warm-up. I settled her back against the pillows, letting her ass rest on the bed so that I could reach one hand to her seam and slide my fingers inside her.
“Oh! Shiitake!” Her eyes were screwed up tight, and I let out a chuckle as I marveled down at her while guiding my fingers back and forth.
“Shiitake?” I lifted her chin with my free hand. “Such a sweet girl, aren’t you?”
“Y-yes. Ugh!Please. I’m so close.” She rocked against my hand, searching for more.
“Oh, princess,” I mused, slowing down to a terrible, teasing pace. “Are you sure? Such a nice girl has been so naughty about listening to me.”
“Yes, please! I’ll besogood! I promise!”
Her perfect pussy was gripping my fingers so damn tight, and I could just imagine what it would be like to finally claim her, to have her wrapped around my cock. And she had beensucha good girl for taking care of me.
It’s the best thing anyone could ever do for me, in fact.
“Come, princess. Come for me, and then you’ll ride my cock.”
Mable shattered, her body pulsing and arching as the orgasm overtook her. It was a thing of beauty, seeing her so blissed out with every thought driven out of her mind, thanks to the pleasure. I was about ready to blow myself, and when Mable was Jell-O, breathing in panting gasps, I slipped free and stepped down from the bed to shuck my clothes.
“Shirt off, princess. I want to see you.”
She probably only hesitated because of the wave of euphoria taking over, and when I was naked, I climbed back onto the bed and helped her rid herself of the garment. Goddamn, she was stunning. Her pert breasts, these perfect handfuls, and the swell of her belly was so remarkable to look at. Her body was doing that, growing a child.
It was damn impressive and so fucking hot. My instincts demanded I rut her.
Lifting her up, I held her to my chest, pressing my mouth to hers in feverish kisses as I switched places with her. Seated, I lowered Mable slowly onto my erection. She tensed for a moment, the stretch making her hiss.
“Relax, princess. We’ll go slow.” I gripped her hips, doing the work for her so that she bounced up and down on the head of my cock.
Slick coated me, beginning to run down my shaft to my swollen knot, and damn, the sight of it was nearly too much.
“More. Please, Devin. I needmore.”
“Anything for my princess.”
Lowering her farther still, I worked with her, thrusting my hips up so that, eventually, she was taking my entire length, my cock sliding deep inside her up to the hilt. But I needed to knot her. Ineededto rut into her like I needed to breathe, the instincts excruciatingly strong.
“Knot!” Mable cried out. “I need it. Devin, please!”
Thrusting up, I grunted through gritted teeth as her pussy wrapped around my knot like a vise. She stretched around me, utterly filled. It was perfection, and it took everything not to come right then and there. But I wanted to feel her climax around my cock; then and only then would I follow her.
I’m going to breed her tight little pussy, and this is just the beginning. Because.I thrust hard.She’s. Again.Mine. And again.
We set up an intoxicating rhythm. I did most of the work, gripping Mable’s waist so that she could ride me without overextending herself. The tension built and built, the desperate need to come burning through my shaft and knot.
“Oh, God. Yes. That. That, right there.Pleasedon’t stop.”
