Page 205 of Plug and Drain

His hand slid down to cover her throat. He was gentle. But he squeezed, the way he knew she wanted him to. And then he asked the question he knew she wanted to hear, letting his voice rasp and hiss over every syllable as he jerked his cock deeper.

“And do you like them knowing you’re a little whore for me?”

Susie’s jaw dropped, but he dived to her neck and kissed it, encouraging her head to loll to the side. Her fingers tangled in his hair, tugging as she moaned, and he needed no further permission as he fucked her in a steady rhythm with swift thrusts.

Susie’s moans grew louder, his deep grunts serving as an undercurrent to fill the corridor.

Some of the students had whispered to each other and left. More students had emerged and stayed to watch. The guard looked on unmoving.

“I’m close,” he told her, gripping her large ass and squeezing, relishing the feel of her plumpness and the hot tightness of her constricting around his cock. His teeth clenched with effort as he took her faster and harder, his trousers rustling to sit around his feet, and her breasts bouncing with motion.

“Please, will you fill me?” she asked. The carefully-phrased question made her sound more innocent than the mischief in her eyes suggested.

“Oh, I will. I’ll wait for you to come first.”

Susie’s expression darkened in a glower. “Stop waiting, Arken, and just fucking fill me.”

Pleasure spiralled down his spine like twisted lightning and exploded in his core, and he had no idea if it was the power of her command, or the power of words alone, but he shuddered violently against her as he came.

His balls seized, his cock twitched, and his entire being surged with frantic energy before throbbing painfully. And then he was coming, spilling his hot, milky cum deep inside her, just as she deserved.

He rasped a groan, driving into her several more times as she came apart on him, endeavouring to last so he could make her orgasm last as long as possible.

Her claws were everywhere, scratching, gripping, clutching onto him, and he was marking her with his seed and claiming her to be his. Surely, she knew that she was his.

He would never let her go now.

And he was excited by the prospect of all the ways he could take her now that he knew she liked having sex out of the privacy of his room.

The students were gossiping in hushed voices, and more than one person was giggling.

He ignored them. They thought they were witnessing an exhibition. A fornicating couple caught in a vivid display of public affection and lust. They had no idea that they were the exhibition. The spice that had enriched his already mounted lust. Whether they stayed or left, he cared not. They faded into the background.

Susie seemed oblivious to their presence too. She was making soft, contented sounds, her hips gently humping him as she shivered and contracted on his cock.

Arken eventually lowered her legs, but Susie didn’t move from their embrace, and he held her in place against the wall, kissing her softly.

Susie traced a finger along his jawline, her claws scraping at his beard. She looked relaxed, her eyes sleepy and contended. “I like it when you talk dirty.”

“Mm. I know.”

“You didn’t use the word I mentioned last night.”

Slut.

Henrikk’s favourite word.

“No. I did not.”

“You don’t have to. I know it’s not…” Her eyelashes fluttered with embarrassment, but he was the one who felt sheepish.

“For you, my dear, there is nothing I wouldn’t do. It’s just…I’m working up to it.” Inspired by her earlier ravenousness, he leant in close to add, “And you haven’t earned it yet.”

Susie’s eyes widened. “What on earth do I have to do to earn it?”

He smiled, running a hand up her inner thigh and dipping his fingers into her sodden cunt. She gasped, her eyes rolling back for a moment before she refocused on him.

“Well, Susie. Why don’t you meet me in my office after school and find out?”