Page 63 of Voracious

But I love it. I love that it hurts – mixing with the pleasure and him and what we have.

My hands push into his hood and grip his hair again as I roll my hips into his, meeting each thrust. My teeth sink into my bottom lip as a roaring heat courses through me, as a coiling starts at the base of my spine and has me arching off the bed.

He groans and buries his masked face into my shoulder, snapping his hips against me, each thick inch of him penetrating my core repeatedly – until I’m unable to speak or see or hear, only concentrating on the sweet spot his cock hits that has me tugging his hair as my walls tighten around him.

“You know what I’ve missed? This,” he says, tossing his mask off and dragging his wet mouth down my jawline, my throat, slowly licking at the top of my breasts, covering his face in fake blood. “Feeling your cunt wrapped around me and fucking throbbing while your orgasm builds. You can feel it, can’t you? If I keep going, you’re going to fucking explode around me.”

“Please keep going.” Each word is a pleading moan, my ankles around his thighs and drawing him in deeper. “If you stop, I’ll hurt you.”

“What’s fucking new,” he mutters against my throat, sucking the flesh between his teeth and releasing my ass, dropping his hand between us to rub my clit. “Let go, Freckles. Strangle my cock while you scream for me.”

My lips part, and Kade cages my head with his other arm, capturing my mouth with his.

The kiss is firm but demanding, and as my orgasm builds to unbearable heights, Kade swallows my scream, his tongue delving into my mouth. My spine curls, as do my toes – still in my heels – and my entire body bursts into flames while Kade drags his cock in and out with dominating thrusts.

“K-K,” is all I can manage as he groans into my mouth, his tongue stroking my own, tilting his head to deepen the kiss as my orgasm hits its pinnacle. My muscles tense all over, and I can’t stop my limbs from shaking.

“Can I come inside you?” he asks, gritting his teeth as he fucks me, the sounds of my wetness intensifying as I feel how drenched the bed beneath me has become. “Fuck. Do I need to stop?”

“Not yet,” I pant. “I want to come again.”

“So greedy.”

I unhook my legs from behind his thighs and shove him, so he falls onto his back, then climb on top of him.

He doesn’t stop me as I pull up his hoodie and shirt, tracing his abs with my hands – then he helps me pull them off, tossing them across the room. I kiss across his shoulder blades, holding him down as I align myself with his swollen head.

We both gasp as I sink onto his cock and he fills me with his thick length.

He wraps his hand around my throat and pushes me back, so I’m sitting on him. “You going to ride me like a good little slut?” His words are strained as I lift my hips and roll back down, taking every inch. “Fuck. Keep going.” He thrusts upwards. “Just like that.”

I bounce all over his dick, chasing my third high of the night as he robs me of air, using his hold on my neck to slam me down on him.

Kade throws his head back with a groan, his Adam’s apple bulging, the veins on the right side of his neck pulsing as his cock swells inside me.

“If you don’t get off me, Freckles,” he says, gritting his teeth and guiding me as he bounces me on his cock, “then I’ll fucking come in you. I don’t give a fuck if you’re on birth control or not. I’ll fill you with every damn drop and watch it leak out of your cunt.” He fucks up into me harder. “Your choice.”

He sits up with me in his lap, bringing us chest to chest, and I keep grinding on him, my clit against his pubic bone as he kisses me again. Soft, gentle, he runs his tongue along the seam of my lips before I part them. I take his face in my hands, fingers curled in the dark hair behind his ears, deepening the sensual kiss with a slant of my head.

Another orgasm smacks into me, and as my walls tighten around his cock in quick intervals, Kade kisses me even harder. I try to whimper, to scream, to moan his name, but he’s silencing me with his tongue, snaking his arm around the small of my back and bringing me down faster.

My vision blurs, and my spine twists with each pulse of pleasure, and Kade devours my throat, sucking on the skin as I drop my head back.

Kade’s fingers curl into my nape, digging into my flesh and dragging me down harder – then he lets out a deep, guttural moan and stills, his cock pulsing inside me as he fills me up with his cum.

We both collapse as soon as the sensations start to settle, and a low buzz in my ears accompanies the fulfilling feeling. Kade rests his head on my beating chest, arms wrapping around my back and holding me to him while we catch our breaths. Our sweating bodies become one.

“Did I hurt you?” he asks.

My eyes close, and I fall into a deep sleep before I can reply.

21

KADE

FLASHBACK

Dad’s version of love comes in the form of obsession; a desire so strong that the only way to have it is to seek, to stalk, to steal and to destroy. He had it all in the palm of his hand and crushed it with one bad decision.

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