Page 69 of No Escape

Yes, fine.

I’m growing obsessed with the way she trusts me to take care of her. Honestly, it probably shows her lack of self-preservation skills, but I’m just fascinated enough to use my monstrous capabilities in defense of the soft little omega. That way, she can continue to be clueless to the heinous nature of the world.

I’ll simply follow her around, fucking her brains out. I’ll also spend some time silently murdering anyone who could cause her harm, but I’ll make sure I get there long before they get the chance to ruin her happy little bubble.

My hand slides up her neck, and I tilt her jaw and lean around her to capture her lips. It’s a frantic, messy kiss because of the angle, but I fuck into her like a man possessed.

I need her to ache for me the way I do for her.

“My clit, please,” she whispers before snagging my lower lip between her teeth.

“Go for it, pet. There’s just one catch. You can only use your right hand,” I murmur, fighting her for control of the kiss.

It’s hard not to grin at the way she huffs, and yes, I remember that she’s left-handed, but I enjoy tormenting her…just a bit.

Saylor doesn’t hesitate to follow my instructions, and I pick up speed, rutting up at the end of each stroke to stimulate her G-spot. “More of that,” she sobs against my lips.

“Only because you beg so pretty.” I squeeze her jaw and nip at her lips. “Such a perfect fuck toy. Completely at my mercy.All mine.And you’re turned on by that. You like being used, and I like you compliant anddrippingin my cum. It makes us a perfect match.” I shove my tongue into her mouth, to keep any additional insanity from escaping, and buck up into her even harder.

She forgets she’s kissing me and instead trembles as she shoves her hips back to slap against my pelvis.

Her juicy cunt locks down on my shaft, and I give her hair a solid tug, pulling her head to the side to give me access to her neck.

I scrape my teeth down the side of her throat, and my shaft swells.

Saylor wails and gushes as she comes around my throbbing length. I bury my face in her throat and get as deep as I can before losing the battle to hold on. The orgasm that rips through my system is so powerful that I end up flattening her to the glass to keep us both upright as cum spurts from my tip.

I fucking shiver from thinking about it splashing all over her walls and the bottom of her pussy. No, I’m not as far gone as Valor when he rambled about breeding her, but even that thought sends another jolt through my dick.

Saylor grinds over my length and doesn’t complain about how I’ve attempted to make her a pancake against the glass wall.

I pull free of her neck, and God help me…

I plant a tender kiss on her rosy cheek. She smiles and tilts her head back toward mine, despite not being able to see me.

Christ.

She’s too fucking sweet for her own good.

Now that I’ve had a taste of how life could be with someone like her at my side, there’s just no way I can let her get away.

I should probably get her out of that blindfold. If we had a tub or even hot water, I’d run her a warm bath or share a shower to help her relax.

Clearing my throat, I give her my attempt at a tender kiss in apology for being so rough. Outside of Valor, I’ve never had another human being that I wanted to take care of. His massive ass can look out for himself for the most part, but I’m going to learn how to be softer for Saylor.

I’m adaptable.

I just need some practice.

ChapterTwenty-One

Saylor

Omen meant well when he suggested a post-sex shower, but I’m freezing my tits off, and he’s made more than one joke about shrinkage. Although the water is chilly, it’s not as painful as when Omen handed me off to Valor while I was in the middle of that heat spike.

It’s also kinda fun to plaster my front to Omen’s in an attempt to steal body heat.

“I would normally gripe at you for hogging all the hot water, but since there is none…” He laughs, running his fingers through my hair to rinse the last of the conditioner. He pulls my head up, and I tighten my hold on his slick lower back. “Maybe I should apologize for torturing you by forcing you into the water spray.”

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