Page 9 of Snatched Princess

“You’re going to be my bitch!” I groan, muffled by his hands around my neck. I push back, not wanting him to win.

I lick out my tongue as I watch his mouth part just like mine. I’m winning as I push back on his cock. He’s swelling inside me and he’s about to pop open like a Starburst in my mouth.

“Who’s the bitch now?” I sing, driving my nails into his stomach muscles. He releases his hands from my swollen, and probably red throat as his body jerks.

He cries out, lost. I can myself rising with him. It’s both of us now. He closes his eyes softly rubbing my clit as I come again. Like a domino effect he lets out a long-muffled groan in the ultimate pleasure of orgasm.

“I’m the pussy snatcher of the year. What did you just do to me?” He huffs, pulling out my center. “You’ve ruined me!”

He drops on the bed next to me making it bounce. Both of us are insatiable and my eyes are popping wide open my body still reacting to the savagery of his touch.

I touch my chest; my heart is about to rocket through it. “What did you do to me?” I squeak, that’s more like it. “What was that?” I say fascinated. I’ve never been rocked like this ever in my life. It’s hard to wrap my head around it. I’m not even sure the room is in place. “I’m in outer space right now. Sheeettt.” I stare at the ceiling as I burst into hysterical laughter because it was good. It’s contagious and he does too.

“I’m speechless. I’ve never felt like that before. You feel different. It’s-it’s…” Snatch rubs his bald head as I tug on his balls. He grins and slaps my hand away. “Give me time to recover. You tried to kill me,” he exclaims. “In a good way.” He’s still breathing hard.

“I want that dick again. Bring it,” I growl. He arches an eyebrow, snorting as he turns to face me.

“You’re fucking beautiful. How are you with Savage Outlaws?” He flips my nose with his finger, and see his dick turn flaccid, disappointed I can’t get another round right away.

“I am what I am. Could say the same to you.”

“I guess you could.” Snatch’s expression is placid, seeing him smile, he’s like a brand-new person to me. I’m not thinking the same anymore. I frown as I bite my lip and his land on the side of my mouth. I like his moist lips on mine. In fact, I’ve decided I like them everywhere on my body.

“What’s up?”

“What did we just do?”

“Have rough, dirty fucking awesome sex, that’s what we did.” The rumble of his bass vibrates through my ears.

“I know, but I liked it,” I state in surprise.

“I more than liked it, let’s not be mild here. Mind blowing. That shit was magic. You and Iwe’remagic together.”

I nod my head, agreeing. He’s right. “Uh-huh,” I say slowly. You’re no longer my kidnapper.”

“Exactly, and you’re no longer my captive.” His eyes are clear, and I know he’s telling me the truth.

I sigh loudly, as I relax, and Snatch wraps his hard, muscled leg and his naked hot body over me. Peace. It’s all I feel now with him. So right. We lay in silence for a few moments. I’m in heaven, but Snatch’s brow is etched in ripples. “What’s wrong?”

Chapter Five

Sledge

In one moment, things have changed between me and Lara. She’s not just a ‘snatch’ We have a bond, and it’s intangible. Words can’t provide the answer, but even as I lay beside her, I’m hurt by Slash’s words still. It’s not even a feeling of not being able to trust her. It’s automatic. I have let some things off my chest.

“I got problems here at the club,” I begin, hesitant. My cheeks flame red, I’m embarrassed to tell her.

“Dude, you just dicked me down all over the bed. I think I warrant an answer to what’s on your mind. Remember, I’m the daughter of the Savage Outlaw president. I can handle it,” she brags.

I love all her mouth. I could kiss those sexy ass lips all day. I like the way the different colored flecks sparkle in her eyes. Olive, amber, light brown. I know those numb turds over at Savage wouldn’t appreciate all of her like I did.

“Hang on.” I get up and put a towel in hot water and come back. Puzzled, she’s staring at me.

“I’m not the gentleman type, you gotta know that, and I don’t get why the hell I am with you.” I assess it on my skin. It’s hot, but not burning hot. I run between the crack of her breasts that I claimed, and then over them. There are so heavy, big, and soft. Better than I imagined. I slide down with the hot towel skimming her hot body, tucking it between her legs.

“Generous of you,” she cackles in a husky laugh. I suck on her bottom lips staring into her universe.

“Hmm,” I pull back. “You want a joint? Drink, something to eat?”

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