Page 90 of Bite The Terror That Feeds

Damn.

I pointed my dick at her entrance, and she slid down, her ass right in my lap, her back arched and sexy. Her long hair fell down over her shoulders and stopped just below her ass. My hands grabbed her cheeks again, and I rocked her the way I liked, down to my base and then up again.

I sucked in a breath through my clenched teeth because I wanted to enjoy this as long as I could, but fuck, I wouldn’t last longer than a minute.

“Come inside that pussy,” she said as she looked at me in the mirror. “You know you want to.”

That set me off, and I yanked her to me over and over, staring at her ass as I filled her with my seed. I moaned like a bear and clenched my teeth as I finished, giving her a load bigger than all the others.

My head rested against the headboard, and I kept her planted there with my hands, my dick still sealed in her softness.

She tried to move.

I kept her on my dick. “Again.”

Her arrogant smile was visible in the mirror. “I knew you’d like that…”

17

CLARA

It was one of those dreams that invaded your mind without permission. It was torture, wreaking havoc on your brain, but you couldn’t get it to go away without waking up.

I walked into the clearing—and there he was.

Underneath our favorite willow tree.

My father had denied my request, and I needed a moment to think, somewhere away from the city.

But he wasn’t alone.

He was with a woman I didn’t know. Bright blond hair in an elegant braid, she stood in a white dress, the summer breeze blowing through the fabric. She looked at him with a small smile, her eyes aglow with a look of longing. He must have said something funny, because she laughed.

And then he leaned in and kissed her.

I knew what I saw, but I couldn’t believe it. It wasn’t a kiss on the cheek. It was on the lips, his fingers deep in her hair, their bodies close together in the shade of the tree.

Horrified, all I could do was stare.

I didn’t want to look, but my eyes forced me.

Their kiss finally ended, and she was the first one to notice me. All color faded from her cheeks as she squeezed his wrist.

He followed her gaze and looked at me.

The world went still. Dead silent.

I still couldn’t move. Still couldn’t speak. My heart had died.

With panic in his eyes, he started to walk toward me. “Baby—”

I ran.

Ran as hard as I could.

As fast as I could.

And didn’t stop.

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