Page 83 of His Prey


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Everything about her was magical, fulfilling his every need.

He crawled his fingers down her inner thighs then slipped two into her pussy, thrusting in and out. Then he plunged his tongue alongside, using the perfect orchestration to drive her to the very edge before pulling back. After repeating the move, he smacked her pussy with his fingers then resumed licking her like a crazed savage.

Panting, she tossed her head from side to side, her entire body quivering.

He loved the taste of her sweet cream filling his mouth, her juice sliding down the back of his throat. He could eat her for days.

“Oh… I’m going to…” She jerked up, arching her back and gripping the edge of the island. The way her chest rose and fell, her beautiful breasts jiggling was a powerful aphrodisiac.

“Do you want to come?” he finally asked. He pressed his lips against one thigh then the other, dragging his tongue down to the base of her pussy.

“Please. Dear God, please,” Sophia whimpered.

Even the way her face glistened was sexy as hell, keeping his cock at full attention, his balls screaming for relief. He refused to let her end this, the taste far too sweet.

“Please. Please!”

He added a third then fourth finger, thrusting in a brutal manner. “Hold it, baby. Wait.”

She squirmed and moaned as he sucked on her clit, taking gulping breaths. “Please let me come.”

Sliding his thumb into her asshole, the sudden shock was all she could take. “Come, my baby. Come on my tongue.”

“Oh… I…” Her eyes opened wide, her mouth issuing a silent scream as her body shook, the orgasm shooting into her.

He growled as he feasted, lapping every drop of her sweet cream. As the single climax turned into a second and a third, he held her down, enjoying her throes of passion.

“Oh… my…” Breathless, she gazed down at him with hazy eyes, her mouth going slack.

Standing, he inched back as he unfastened his pants, allowing them to drop to the floor. “Do you want my thick cock inside?”

Sophia eased into a sitting position, giving him a seductive look. “I want to suck that big, fat cock.”

He rubbed his hand down his stomach, wrapping his fingers around the base, stroking several inches.

“You’re such a mean individual. Can’t you see that your lady wants to suck you dry?” she teased, folding her arms across her chest.

“You seem to think you’re the one in charge.” Yanking her off the counter and flipping her over, he impaled her pussy with one primal thrust, driving her up onto her toes. “And you would be wrong.”

“Oh. Oh!” She flung her arms out, smacking the surface as he fucked her, the force knocking the wind out of her.

With every brutal thrust, he issued a series of guttural sounds, more animal than human, his desire skyrocketing. He plunged harder and faster, unable to think of anything else but fucking her.

She was his baby doll.

She’d captured his soul.

She’d stolen his heart.

Whimpering, she tried to arch her back, accepting every hard thrust, angling her hips as skin slapped against skin.

Wrath held her hips, his fingers digging in as he took her, his adrenaline soaring.

“Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh.” Her ragged sounds were like music, carnal in nature, fueling his fire even more. She clamped her pussy muscles around his shaft, straining even as she lifted her head and smiled.

“Such a bad girl,” he managed, fighting back his own orgasm. As his heart raced to the point the thumping sounded in his ears, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer.

And he wasn’t finished yet.