Page 55 of The Biting Bargain

I put one hand on her knee, spreading her wider as I work her pussy faster. Polly claws the sheets, writhing beneath me.

"Is that what you dream of, when you’re all alone in your bed?" I ask, leaning closer, my lips hovering over hers. "Because I could eat you out all day, my dear little drone, and watch you disintegrate over and over and over again, until you pass out."

Polly meets my gaze, emerald eyes foggy with lust, and there’s a small smile dancing on her lips. "That would be pretty nice," she whispers. "But what if I told you I’d rather have you fuck me…"

I can’t suppress the grin as she rears up and reclaims my mouth for a dirty kiss. Oh yeah, I like when she tells me what she wants. And I like to give it to her.

I break the kiss, grin. "Then I would happily comply."

I flip her to the side. She cries out in surprise when I pull up her ankle, angling her leg over my shoulder to spread her wide. She gasps as I slowly feed my cock into her pussy. She’s tight. I hadn’t anticipated how tight, and she gives another little yelp as I work my way into her.

"You alright there?" I growl.

"Yes!" she gasps, clawing the sheets. "Keep going?"

"Does this hurt?" I still in my movement.

Instead of an answer, her eyes meet mine. They’re vibrant and seem to glow from the depths of her soul, and it hits me again how beautiful she is.

"Don’t stop," she yells. "Don’t you dare stop now!"

I grunt, forcing my cock deeper into her, and she groans out as some resistance in her gives way and I glide in to the hilt.

I don’t stop. I know I should. Wait a second. Give her body time to adjust to my girth, my length penetrating her. But I can’t hold it in. The wolf demands to have her, and now, so I grip her thigh, bending her wide open and driving into her with hard shoves. Also, with every movement, I hit the plug still buried in her tight hole. I grip the sheet left and right of her head and fuck her while she loses control beneath me.

"What a good girl you are," I whisper into her ear. "Taking me so deep. My favorite little drone."

Her answering moan ripples through me like an earthquake.

I drink her up.

Every mewl, every twitch of her pussy, her open mouth, every sweet moan dripping from her lips.

Mine.

And there’s no way anyone else can ever have her…

"Touch yourself," I bark, gripping her ass and squeezing so hard it must hurt. She clenches hard around me, my little pain slut, and as she starts working her clit.

She practically explodes underneath me. Her eyes meet mine, her pupils dilate when she breaks into a million pieces.

"Vincent…" she wheezes, her pussy throbbing, clenching around my cock, and before I know it, she takes me with her, over the edge and beyond.

"Vincent…"

My name rings in my ears as I come hard and lose the last shreds of control. Without realizing what I'm doing, I sink my fangs into her delicious throat, drinking from her and rekindling the bliss, firing her back into the stratosphere on the tailwind of her previous orgasm. Her blood thunders through my system like a liquid supernova, sweet and ecstatic and so very her, so very Polly, and I drink and drink her down. And she comes and comes and calls my name like a magic formula.

"Vincent..."

Never before has my name sounded so sweet.

Like it means something.

ChapterTwenty-Six

Vincent

"Anything else we should know about?"

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