Page 11 of His Prey


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Wrath removed his hand, spanking her bottom several times then tapping her pussy. “Do you want to come?”

“Yes.”

“Are you going to ask nicely?” He dragged his tongue all the way from her clit to the base of her pussy.

“Please, may I come?”

“Not bad.”

Her toes curled as if there would be no way to hold back her orgasm. “Please, may I come, sir?”

He plunged his fingers past her pussy lips, pumping in a savage manner. When he flexed them open, she jerked up from the bed with a resounding cry.

One that could no doubt be heard from other suites.

Refusing to let her go, he licked her like a wild animal, his fingers digging into her skin, the others flexed open and thrusting like a crazed barbarian. Within seconds, her toes curled, her back arched and the wail she issued was like the most beautiful concerto.

“Fuck. Yes. Yes!” She came in wave after wave, her chest heaving.

He was enthralled with how beautiful she was in her slice of ecstasy and he held her down, savoring every last drop.

She dropped hard against the bed, taking gulping breaths. Her sexy smile was a dead giveaway of utter satisfaction. After a few seconds, she opened her eyes and beckoned for him.

“You seem to forget that you’re not in charge.”

Shrugging, she moved to crawl off the bed.

Wrath pinned her down, sweeping her arms over her head and capturing both wrists with a single hand.

She wrapped her legs around his, squeezing. He was shocked at her strength as well as her tenacity, but he easily thrust his entire cock deep inside, stopping her antics.

“Oh, God…” she moaned.

He crushed his mouth over hers, sliding his tongue inside.

Wiggling, she managed to shift her body, changing the angle then clamping down on his shaft.

Stars floated in front of his eyes as the electricity soared, sizzling every blood cell in his body. The heat was combustible, shooting through both of them as he fucked her, keeping his rhythm slow and even. Their tongues thrashed back and forth, still another way she was trying to usurp his control.

Breaking the kiss, he immediately rolled over, taking her with him. He held her aloft as she struggled to breathe. “Not so fast, princess.”

“Oh, it’s princess now,” she murmured, slapping her palms against his chest.

“Would you prefer ice queen?” He thrust his cock inside, startled at the increased electricity.

Ashley huffed and dropped her head, allowing her long strands of hair to swipe across his chest. She pressed her knees into his sides and rocked, riding him up and down.

The sensations drove him wild, the way her pussy muscles clenched then released. He rubbed the tips of his fingers down her spine, finally cupping her bottom. The way her voluptuous breasts jiggled from her intense movement was another reason to keep his mouth watering. He was parched all over again.

He yanked her up and down, smiling as she opened her eyes wide.

In return, she grabbed his hands, yanking them over his head, the move crushing her breasts against his chest. Their lips were dangerously close, but she merely darted her tongue around his mouth.

Bucking against her, he used the power of his thigh muscles as he met every one of her hard thrusts with one of his own. He adored the way she intertwined their fingers, holding him down. Damn if he wasn’t ready to spew his load. Not yet.

Not this way.

Before he had the opportunity to retake control, she released her hold, sliding off the bed.