That’s what I thought.
“I think—” I rise onto my knees, straddling his back. “—that we try a little experiment.”
He lets out a small groan as I dig the heels of my palms into his shoulders, massaging my way towards his spine.
“Whatever you want to do, just don’t stop.” He lets out a contented rumble that vibrates between my thighs.
“I was hoping you’d say that.” I lean over far enough to let my nipples brush over his skin to suck on his earlobe.
“This was more fun than I thought it would be,” I murmur, cupping his chin.
With a violent lift, I jerk his head around until I hear the pop of his neck.
His face is plastered with surprise, his mouth open and closes helplessly from his crimped throat.
“I’m sorry. I hope you survive this. But this is the fastest way.” Shifting my hips, I rest my pussy one last time against his gaping lips.
A final taste.
Quickly dressing, I grab his ID card, then dart into the hall.
Chapter 7 - Lash
It isn’t the tip-toeingfootsteps that clue me in.
It’s the smell when she reaches my door, seeping under the gap to baste me in the sour-sweet scent of her arousal, mixed with the gagging retch of her cuck.
I’d rather bury my snout in a rotting pile of flesh then choke down his odor oozing from her pores.
But the electronic whirring of the lock unbolting is unexpected.
My claws slip on the concrete floor as I scramble to get up. This may be my only chance at escape.
That hot assed little blonde would be no match for me. I might just take her back to my pack.
She’d give us a massive advantage in our fights with the humans.
When the heavy steel barricade swings slowly open, she shows her face with her finger resting over her lips.
“Shhh,” she hisses, then gestures for me to follow. “We’re getting out of here.”
Is this a trap?
There’s a moment where I hesitate.
Wherever she’s leading me, at least I won’t be sitting in this bunker waiting to die.
She leads me through the maze of halls until she stops near a foyer where the sounds of some sort of gathering winds through the air.
Gesturing me closer, she leans towards me.
Brave considering our last encounter.
“They’re having a banquet,” she whispers near my ear. Her breath tickles over the fine hairs making my cock harden.
Perhaps I’ll abandon following her and fuck her against this gilded wall?
Soon. I’ll flush out the useless cum that runs down her thighs.
