Page 30 of Warrior Rescued

“Um, sorry I was so vocal. It’s just been a while.” She bit her lip and sighed.

“That is how you peak?” Payim’s eyes widened in surprise.

She nodded, hoping he didn’t mind her boisterous reaction.

“You exploded.” He tipped his head, his gaze raking over her exposed pussy.

“It’s been a while,” she repeated. She’d played with herself but that was only so satisfying.

Payim’s gaze turned wicked and he cast her a roguish grin.

Uh oh.

“Again!” he growled, his voice deep and inhuman.

Before she could say she needed a minute, his face was buried between her thighs.

“Payim!” she gasped when his tongue ravenously attacked her clit.

Acute pleasure instantly spiked, arcing out from his wicked tongue making concentric circles around her still throbbing clit. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pushing at his head. Payim growled, the vibration adding to the glorious torment, aggravated but undeterred by the way she yanked his long locks. Her heels locked around him, digging into his broad back. The view of the giant man hunched over her, his muscles flexing as he devoured her was the most erotic sight she’d ever seen.

She panted harder, a sheen of sweat erupting all over as she quaked. One of his large fingers took the place of his tongue on her clit and his tongue delved into her eager pussy. His thick tongue alternated between thrusting and stroking her inner walls with an undulating pattern.

“Please. Yes!” She spasmed, arching off the pile of blankets, as another orgasm roiled, building in intensity.

Payim groaned deep, lapping at the moisture that poured from her long-neglected pussy. His sexy, animalistic sound made her burn hotter.

Abruptly her eyes widened as he moved even lower, his tongue teasing the rim of her puckered anus.

“What are you doing?” she gasped in shock, then jerked from how sensitive the taboo spot was.

“Easy,” he murmured.

“No, no, no,” she insisted in embarrassment, tugging at his hair. She’d never been comfortable enough with any man to let him do such a thing.

Payim looked up at her, his mouth glazed with her desire and his dark eyes filled with lust.

“Oh yes,” he insisted, his growl seductive and deep.

He shoved her thighs wide, pinning them with his corded thick arms, so she couldn’t escape his wicked torment.

“Oh God,” she groaned and shook her head in denial as his tongue returned to her ass.

Unbelievably the hot, wet appendage pressed into her puckered rosette, making her legs tremble from how sensitive the opening was. He resumed stroking her engorged clit, while another finger eased into her vagina. The onslaught had her clit throbbing, her pussy and ass quaking. She squeezed his thrusting tongue and finger, releasing more desire.

“Yes,” he moaned against her overheated flesh.

Her heart raced, thudding in her chest, as he sped up, going faster and deeper.

“More!” she insisted, writhing from the pleasure.

She was on the precipice of detonating, the ecstasy coiling around her tighter and tighter with each thrust.

His mouth returned to her clit and started furiously sucking, while a second thick finger delved into her pussy, one breaching her ass. She no longer cared about the awkwardness, giving in to the pleasure of him finger fucking both her holes.

“More. I need more, please,” she begged, her back arching while she shoved toward his mouth and hands.

She was so close to coming again. She needed more, more fingers, his cock, all of it. She’d been starved for so long. The first orgasm was a freebie and now her body demanded satisfaction in every way possible. The impending climax teetered on the brink, elusively taunting her.

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