Page 76 of Brighter Than Gold

“So, warm me up.” She pouted her delicious full lips and I flipped us over, pulling her onto my outspread jacket in the snow, and leaning over her. She panted and adjusted her hips beneath me.

“You ran… and I caught you.”

She nodded playfully.

“Do you know what a predator does when they catch their prey, Reyah?”

Her smile faded and her bottom lip was caged behind her teeth as she looked up at me. I lowered my body down over her, keeping her pinned beneath me as I whispered in her ear.

“They bite them.” I nudged her head to the side and clamped my teeth down onto her neck.

“They hold this vein right here and wait until their prey becomes compliant.”

Her eyes fluttered closed and her hips rolled against me, pressing my cock firmly between our bodies. I bit her neck again, harder this time and she bucked under me.

“And when their prey is compliant, do you know what they do next?”

“Tell me,” she panted.

“They eat them, Reyah.”

A moan escaped her, and the delicate high sound made had me balling my fists to keep steady.

I traveled down the length of her body, nipping and biting at her soft, cold skin. Reflexively her legs fell open as I found my way home between them.

Her body writhed again with need as I ran the tip of my nose up her silken skin and exhaled a warm breath over her. The smell of her cunt ran straight to my cock. It hung heavy as I tried to avoid plunging my lower half into the snow beneath us.

Next, I let my lips trail against her delicate skin, and her hands came down into my hair.

“Please…” she urged. She began to glisten under me, and I hungrily dipped my tongue onto her.

Reyah cried out at the touch. I trailed my tongue up as she pushed her body against me.

“Be patient,” I teased.

“I’m not. I’m not patient, Callan, please.” Her eyes stayed closed, and her head tipped back as she urged me again.

“I like the way you sound when you’re begging me.”

Thatgot her attention.

“I don’t beg,” she snarled at me.

“My mistake, Princess,” I said locking eyes with her. I slipped a featherlight stroke over her with my tongue, and she panted and opened her legs wider.

“Are you…imploring me?” I asked with another stroke.

“Yes,” she nodded breathlessly.

“Beseeching me?” Another lick.

“Ah! Fuck. Yes.”

Her eyes were heavy-lidded as she lay her head back down.

“Supplicating, perhaps?”

Her teeth caught that perfect bottom lip again as she nodded.

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