Page 64 of Sold Wolf Slave

He toyed with me for a few moments like that, fingers circling my vagina, not plunging in, occasionally playing with my clit, making that need for more build and swell inside me. Still holding onto me, his head dipped, moving between my legs as his hands gripped the sides of my hips. His lips brushed against the inside of my thighs, moving upward slowly, tantalizingly,making me squirm slightly as the fire inside me continued to grow. His grip on me tightened, pinning me in place.

A soft moan escaped my lips as his tongue ran along my slit. My fingers reached out, knotting in his hair as his fingers tightened on my hips. My mind had turned blank. New shivers raced through me as his thumb pressed against my clit. I gasped. His fingers tightened on my thighs as he continued devouring me. That burning desire and need for him, that delicious pressure, continued to build and swell.

Just as I was beginning to turn delightfully mindless, his tongue thrust inside me. I screamed in pleasure as ecstasy radiated through me, only intensifying as his tongue continued to plunge in and out as his thumb flicked across my clit. My breathing went ragged, fingers gripping the edge of the counter as my back arched. The fire continued to burn, growing hotter every second as my eyes fluttered shut. I could feel myself beginning to tip, to fall into oblivion.

Finally, just as I was about to tip over the edge, he stopped, leaving me aching with need. He raised his head to look at me and laughed as I glared at him. A mischievous sparkle glinted in his eye.

“I didn’t say it was only for you,” he said.

He brought his lips to mine, and I could taste myself on his lips. That scent brought new shivers of longing through me, only intensified by the way his hand roamed along my body, tracing every inch of me with rough, ragged hands. The soft kiss grew hungrier, more intent, his hand going to the back of my head, trapping me in place as his mouth claimed mine.

He hoisted me onto his hips and thrust into me. I screamed, toes curling in delight and my back arching as he continued to ram into me. My legs wrapped around his waist ashe continued thrusting in and out, gliding in and out. My hips ground down in pleasure as my breasts pressed into his chest, my lips locking on his as he plunged in and out of me. My moans grew high-pitched as I mewled into his mouth, the pressure and craving and need for release continuing to grow every minute.

I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. I tried to hold it, to keep it in check, to make it last. The waves of pleasure began to grow larger and more intense, sending me closer to the edge every second. My mind had gone blank, and for the time being, the only thing that mattered was me and Will.

I could tell I was about to tip over into oblivion. I tried to teeter on the edge, savoring that swelling need and lust and desire for release for as long as possible, wishing I could stay on that precipice forever.

Eventually, though, one final thrust sent me tumbling. I screamed in relief and ecstasy as I rode the waves of pleasure that exploded through me, only intensified by Will’s repeated pumps. I relished the feel of him inside me, and just as my own orgasm finally began to slow, I felt his cock twitch and spasm as he finished inside me, a satisfied moan of his own filling the air, his grip on me tightening as we finished together.

His pumping slowed, finally stopping. We both panted as we looked at one another, his cock still inside me, as if unwilling to let me go. He pulled my head down to his, his lips brushing tenderly against mine, a dozen unsaid things lingering on both our lips. Slowly, almost reluctantly, he lifted me off him and lowered me to the floor.

“I love you,” he said.

I smiled. After years of being used and discarded and treated like property, hearing those words—and knowing theywere the truth—meant more to me than I could ever properly articulate.

“I love you, too,” I said.

His hand reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from my face. “We’re going to get her back,” Will promised. “You know that, right?”

I nodded, and was surprised that I meant it. I did know.

“If anyone can do it,” I said. “It’s the Gold Wolves.”

He grinned, giving a nod. “We won’t stop until she’s back. I promise.”

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