Page 38 of Poison Ivy
Before she can react, I lunge forward and grab her, pinning her arms behind her back. She struggles against me, but she’s not strong enough to get away.
“Let’s go somewhere more private to chat, shall we?” I growl in her ear.
With a wave of my hand, shadows engulf us both. When they clear, we’re deep in the dark forest.
“Answers about what?” she snaps, struggling against me, her perfect body writhing against mine, making my cock hard. I shove her up against a tree and step back, letting dark tendrils of magick wrap around her, pinning her in place. My gaze rakes over her body. Her perfect tits are mouthwatering, her nipples peaked against the chill in the air. “What do you want, Bram?”
“Ah, she says my name,” I purr. “It falls from your lips like a waterfall.”
“Look, if you’re after getting your dick wet, get on with it. I’m freezing, and I have to check in with my bosses. They will be extremely not happy if I don’t.”
“Not my problem.”
“Oh, it will be when they find out why I was delayed. I have a big mouth.”
I chuckle. “Big enough to take my cock.”
She rolls her eyes. “Did you watch as your friends railed me on the side of the road?” she asks, her voicedropping lower. “Did you see them make me scream?”
I move in closer, pressing my body against hers. “I did. I watched you come all over their dicks.”
“Do you want me to come all over yours, Bram?”
I close my eyes and breathe in deeply. The way she says my name is like fire to my arousal. It’s a roaring fire, and I want more. I want all of her. “Is that what you want, Poison?” I ask, opening my eyes to stare into hers.
“You care what I want?” she asks, surprised. “And there was me thinking you only gave a shit about yourself.” She squirms against the tree, but stops when I cup her pussy and squeeze hard.
I growl low in my throat as I grip her pussy, feeling how wet and swollen she still is from Torin and Tate’s attention. “I care about getting what I want,” I snarl. “And right now, I want you screaming my name as I fuck you senseless. Filthy little slut. Already dripping for more.”
Poison arches into my touch, a breathy moan escaping her lips. “What can I say? I live for the bad boys. Are you a bad, bad boy, Bram?”
I groan as her words strike a chord in me, and I squeeze her hard enough to make her gasp. “You have no idea how bad I can be, little killer.”
Without warning, I plunge two fingers into her soaked cunt. She cries out, her back arching off the tree, pressing against the restraints.
“Fuck,” she moans. “More.”
I smirk, twisting my fingers to hit that spot inside her that will make her pant. “Greedy little thing, aren’t you? Already begging for more after taking two cocks.”
She glares at me, defiance flashing in her eyes even as she rocks her hips against my hand. “Scared you can’t measure up?”
A growl rumbles in my chest at her taunt. I withdraw my fingers, ignoring her whine of protest, and undo my pants. My cock springs free, stiff and aching.
“Let’s see if you’re still talking shit when I’m balls deep inside you,” I snarl.
I lift her leg, positioning my cock at her dripping cunt. With one brutal thrust, I bury myself to the hilt inside her. We both groan at the sensation.
“Fuck, Poison,” I growl, giving her no time to adjust before I start pounding into her. “What do you do to me?”
Poison wraps her leg around my waist, meeting me thrust for thrust.
“Is this what you want?” she pants. “To fuck me raw against a tree like an animal?”
I grip her hips hard enough to bruise, slamming into her relentlessly. “You have no idea the things I want to do to you,” I snarl.
She throws her head back, exposing the long line of her throat. I can’t resist leaning in to bite and suck at her pulse point, marking her as mine.
“Tell me,” she gasps, clenching around me. “Tell me what you want to do to me.”
