Chapter 3.-2
Claim
Had I lost my fucking mind? He could kill me in this hotel room. Nobody knew where I was. Hell, after what happened tonight, I suspected that nobody would care.
His hands didn’t even pause as they made their way down my collarbone and over the swell of my breasts. I moaned involuntarily as they traced over my n****e.
Rhyson froze and a feral growl burst forth from him as he suddenly grabbed my hips and pulled. I didn’t even have time to shriek as my body fell back against the couch cushions and my head nestled between the seats. He hooked my legs over his shoulders, and his mouth descended.
And when I did scream, it wasn’t from fear.
Electrified pleasure shot through me as his tongue plunged into my p***y. It had only ever been touched by my hand, and the feel of the warmth and heat of his tongue left me dazed and so far out of my element I couldn’t even control my own actions.
“This fucking taste,” Rhyson growled before he sank his teeth into my thigh. “You’re honey.”
I moaned helplessly as his tongue curved over my clit, and I jerked my hips to meet it. “Wait,” I gasped.
His head paused. “Why?”
“I’m going to…it’s going to be over…”
“Hard and fast. That’s what you wanted, and don’t worry. For this, I’m going to get hard again quickly. You’re going to be mine until sunup.” His eyes were practically gold as he stared at me. Come on my tongue, Nyx. I want to taste all of you.”
Swallowing hard, I nodded and closed my eyes, arching my back off the couch as he fucked me with his tongue. Everything was so intense and a little terrifying, and when I exploded, I rose into
the air.
Literally.
The wolf picked me up and I flew, my body limp from my orgasm, until I dropped onto something
soft.
A mattress.
A moment later, Rhyson joined me. He’d shucked off his pants and was completely naked as he spread his body on top of mine and kissed me. I could taste my own juices on his tongue, and as his c**k nestled between my thighs, I whimpered under him.
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“Hungry for more,” he grunted and slid his tongue over my n****e. Lifting his body, he slid the palm of his hand between my thighs. “We’re going to make a fucking mess tonight, aren’t we? Fuck,
you’re already wet for me.”
I was. Despite an orgasm that had rocked me to my core, I wanted more than just his mouth. I
wanted to feel his entire length inside of me.
I wanted to make him feel good.
“Fuck me,” I whispered as I bravely raked my fingernails over his chest. “Please.”
“That’s a foul mouth you have on you, Nyx. Let’s see if I can make you scream that word.” His eyes brightened to gold as he settled back between my legs and guided his c**k into me.
Lifting my knees, I licked my lips as my body shifted, trying to make room for him. I had an assortment of vibrators, but none of them felt quite like this.
None of them felt like him.
Rhyson stopped, his chest heaving as his breaths became loud grunts. “You’re a goddamn glove around me,” he whispered heavily.
“I can take more.”
“You’re going to take it all, sweetheart.” Leaning down, he kissed me hard as he pulled my hands over my head, withdrew his c**k, and pushed into me deeper several more times, until with a harsh snarl, he plunged into me.
He was right. He could make me scream that word.
“Goddammit.” He barely gave me time to breathe as he pulled out and thrust back in.
Hard and fast. Just like I’d asked. Just like he’d promised.
We were both on fire, sweaty and moaning as he fucked me into the bed. Sheets tangled around us, and pillows fell off the bed as he pulled my legs up and over him and fucked me even deeper. I came twice more, digging my nails into his back until I was certain that I’d made him bleed. His own roar as he flooded me shook the bed.
Lifting himself off me, he roughly turned me flat onto my stomach and collapsed on top of me. His body quivered over mine as his legs spread mine, and he pinned me down like this, breathing heavily into my ear.
He was right again. We’d made a mess. The wet spot under me spread, and I wiggled a little, trying to find a different area of the bed to rest.
His c**k hardened, and he swore softly. I froze under him.
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“Again,” he said through gritted teeth into my ear. “Like this. I want to feel you clench around my
c**k when I reach around and rub that sweet little clit of yours.”
“Fuck,” I whimpered.
“Close. Say it again. Just like before. Tell me what you want.”
“Fuck me.”
His c**k slid into me, and I held on for dear life.
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