Page 91 of Suck This

“Con?” Acadia pulled back, her hand going to my cheek.

I opened my eyes, but blackness still filled my vision.

I cleared my throat.

“Con, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I lied. “I think you might need to take a breather, though. If your pussy keeps hugging my cock so tight, I might be forced to take you again, and neither you nor I can handle that right now.”

“Why not?” she purred, running her hands down the length of my chest to disappear to where we were connected.

She leaned forward slightly, and I jerked as her hand wrapped around my length that was not currently buried inside of her.

Though the move had nearly her whole fist encasing me, I still had enough inside of her that I was being hit with dual pleasures.

“If only you could suck my balls at the same time as you did this,” I murmured more to myself than to her.

The chuckle that arose from her lips had me smiling, despite my rising concern over the state of my vision.

“Con,” Acadia murmured softly.

I growled low in my throat and rolled so that her body was pinned beneath mine, then buried my mouth into her throat as I started to once again move my hips.

My cock felt as if it’d taken on a life of its own as my hips started to push and pull. The tight heat of her vagina clasping the long, thick length of my cock was enough to urge me faster—deeper.

The way Acadia’s long fingernails dug into my shoulder blades only pushed me harder and faster.

“Oh, God,” she breathed. “You’re so deep.”

I didn’t feel like I’d ever be deep enough.

“Oh, fuck.” I exhaled, leaning back on my knees and leaning forward, latching on to both hips with my hands and raising her to my level. “You feel so goddamn good.”

She moaned loudly and her pussy once again started to ripple.

The moment she tipped over the edge, I followed her over, eager for the clench of her pussy.

What I wasn’t prepared for was the way she’d steal my breath and make me forget how to think.

As I filled her full of my release, I realized that this woman was dangerous on every level.

And though she didn’t know yet, she was my mate, my equal with just as much power as I had. And for all of her young undead life, I knew she could handle all that I had in it to give.

Could handle me and all of my faults.

I grunted as my seed left me all over again, as her release coaxed everything my cock had to give and fell to my side.

Pulling her in tightly to my chest, I tangled my legs with hers and lay there as I tried to catch my breath.

My cock was nestled between her legs, still erect, but no less sated.

“I’ll be quiet now.”

I chuckled.

Sure she would.

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