Page 90 of Silver Tongue Devil

I was always the one in control, never fully satisfied, getting off on my own power, aware of what I did to my lovers. In a blink, Croygen flipped everything on its head. I was at his whim; I could no longer stop or tell the difference between right and wrong.

I rolled into him, yearning for more, my body trembling with need.

“Kat.” He growled low in my ear, two fingers rubbing my clit before plunging into me. My body bowed, a groan working up my throat, my eyes rolling back. His hand covered my mouth, stopping the moan from escaping.

My hips opened more, bucking into his hand, his caresses stimulating every inch of my body without having to actually touch it, my clit throbbing to the point of cruelty. He added another finger, his thumb rubbing my clit like he owned my body, knew it better than me, controlling me. And right then, I didn’t care.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he rumbled into my ear like he was in pain. His fingers were magic, pumping in deeper. A cry built up in my chest, my nails needing to claw and scratch. Reaching out, I unbuttoned his trousers, desperate to touch him, to make him feel even half of what I was, putting us back on even terrain. My palm wrapped around his thick cock, biting my bottom lip to keep from audibly purring as I took in his length. There was no doubt why he had so many women on their knees pleading for more. Now I understood the swagger. The man had to counter the weight and size he was carrying.

My hand greedily explored him, my mouth watering, craving his taste.

“Kitty-Kat,” he gritted, his eyes going all black, his fingers pumping deeper, muscles on his neck straining like he was trying to hold back his own groans, his dick growing harder under my hand. My thumb rolled through his pre-cum. His hips jerked forward, his fingers curling deeper inside me, hitting the spot that had my animal yowling, his hand buffering the noise.

My lashes fluttered as I fucked his hand, no longer caring if we got caught. I needed him inside me. The sound of my wetness was obscene, though it seemed to be drowned out by the others above. The room was reaching a fever pitch, the gasps and screams more clipped, the beds protesting.

“Fok. Fok,bokkie, I’m gonna come!” Tiger shark hissed.

A growl came from Croygen. With the little room we had, he somehow pushed me up to the top of the bed, his body wiggling down, yanking my pants down my hips as his head moved between my legs.

His tongue sliced through me.

Oh. Holy. Fuck.

I became frantic. I turned feral.

My body jackknifed, my hand slapping over my mouth, my cry no longer in my control. His mouth consumed, his tongue licking deep through me. Everything around us blurred out. All I could feel was him, something in my soul tugging, magic spilling from me, my hips bucking wildly.

“Oh, gods! Oh, gods!” someone screamed in the room.

I hoped it wasn’t me.

His hands gripped my hips, pinning me down as he feasted on me like he was starving. My nails dug into his shirt, clawing at his back, drawing blood.

A noise came from him, and I swear I could feel it through my soul. His actions intensified, sucking hard on my clit and nipping down.

Everything exploded, light flashing behind my lids, my body locking up as the abundance of sensations ripped the air out of my lungs.

Loud moans and cries charged the room, pitching me into another sphere as I convulsed, pleasure rupturing every cell, no longer in my own body. Though, I could feelhimhovering around me, finding me in the void.

The intensity was so violent I couldn’t even scream, his power singing through my veins. Croygen hungrily lapped me up as I shuddered violently before he lifted himself, his hot cum spurting over my stomach. The claiming action pulsed another orgasm through me.

The entire room moaned together in release, falling back down from the high in stunned silence.

I couldn’t move, barely able to breathe, because I had never had an orgasm like that before. Not that I hadn’t had amazing sex before, but this feltsodifferent. Like I had been blind all my life and now could make out all the vibrant details. Taste, hear, and feel them.

My chest heaved for air, my attention going to Croygen, his eyes burning, his mouth glistening with my release. Every second, reality sank back in. I swallowed back the contented purr in my chest as his gaze dropped to my stomach, taking in where he marked me, then down to where I was still exposed to him.

The vulnerability of his gaze was a sucker punch. I yanked up my pants, using my shirt to wipe off his cum.

What the fuck did we just do?

“Wow.” The girl in the bed over gushed out.

“Bloody hell, that was amazing. Worth every fuckin’ penny.”

“Speaking of.” The Russian woman rose from the bed.

“Yeah, yeah, take it all.Fok, you deserve it,” Tiger slurred, sounding like he was a hair away from passing out.

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