Page 142 of Pretty Little Prey
Head flailing back and forth in sexual frustration, Luna shrieked, “Stop messing around and fuck me.” Kobe pinched her nipples, and she moaned, growing even slicker.
“Did you hear that?” Bastille tsked, still playing with Daxton’s cock in her folds. “So demanding. I think she needs a reminder as to who is in charge here.”
She gyrated her hips and whined, “Please.”
“I don’t know…” Bastille commented in a teasing tone. “Do you think she’s wet enough yet, Dax?” He steered the dragon’s erection once more, rubbing the sensitive tip directly over her swollen clitoris. Circling and circling.
She could hardly breathe.
Daxton’s black pupils were ballooned, his nostrils flaring from inhaling his mate’s aroused scent. Incapable of speech, the dragon bucked his hips forward, his jaw growing slack as more of her wetness clung to his shaft.Thrust. Thrust.Groan.
“Well? Is she wet enough, Dax?”
“I am. I am,” she cried out.
“Hmm, are you sure?”
“Soaked. Now, please,” she begged.
Bastille aligned Daxton’s cock with her entrance once more.
Yes!Finally.
Daxton sank inside her by a single inch, wrenching a deep moan from the dragon’s chest, before Bastille wrenched him back out and smacked his fat cockhead over her throbbing clit. The flesh slapped against each other, the force reverberating through her bundle of nerves. Daxton and Luna groaned in dissatisfaction.
“You don’t like that?” Bastille taunted.
“No more teasing,” Luna pleaded.
“You’ll be a good girl?”
“Yes!”
“I want you to make him come quickly, Luna,” Bastille added. “I want inside you.”
She nodded and mumbled incoherent words as he dragged Daxton’s thick shaft back and forth over her clit. “Mmhmm.”
Daxton’s head had fallen to his chest at the sensations. The two of them were puppets—absolute sexual putty—in Bastille’s hands.
“You think you can make him come within three minutes, lamb? That’s how long I’m giving you until I’m inside you.”
“Uh huh, uh huh,” she nodded, though she hardly knew what she was agreeing to as her core clenched and her clit pulsed wildly with each stroke of Daxton’s length over it.
“You’re going to be a good girl and milk your pretty pussy around him? Suck every last drop of cum from him?” Bastille’s filthy words just stoked the fire building inside her abdomen. Swirling heat that rose and rose, getting hotter and hotter. Uncontrollable.
More pheromones.
Then, the sound of male teeth grinding and curses. “Fuck.”
“Three minutes. That’s all I can wait,” Bastille reminded her as he positioned Daxton at her pussy once more. “Make him come in three minutes or less. Or we’ll both be inside you at the same time. Him in your pussy and me stretching that perfect fucking ass. Clock starts now.”
Chapter 56
Bastille’s words echoed around in her skull as Daxton’s thick cock sank inside her, inch by inch, stretching her flesh.Clock starts now. If she couldn’t get Daxton to come in three minutes, she would have two men inside her at the same time.
The thought wildly excited her, causing her core to clench around Daxton’s shaft. He growled with narrowed eyes as he fought to plunge fully inside her. Bastille gripped him in such a way that the basilisk had control over the pace of Daxton’s thrusts.
Luna couldn’t help thinking back to the dual sensation of back when Bastille fucked her with a finger teasing her ass. The tingles… The fullness… That had just been a finger or two. Bastille’s cock was—ahem—big.
