Page 60 of Driven By Dragonblood
Give.
Without fully intending to, my hand landed on her gorgeous ass cheek like she desired, the smack and jiggle of her flesh more fulfilling than a full symphony—her gasp an aphrodisiac, an instant addiction. Hissing in annoyance with myself and driven to sate my lust, I swatted her other cheek, jolting her forward with the force of frustration in my swing.
Pre-cum welled at the tip of my cockhead, smearing the inside of my slacks.
“More,” she whispered, wiggling her hips against my leg.
A fresh, mouthwatering scent rose from between her thighs, and I clenched my jaw, smacking beneath the first blooming handprint, punishing this gorgeous siren for what she did to me.
Ours.
I groaned, losing myself to the slithering beast pressing against the bonds I’d fought so hard to keep him behind.
Yessss.
Twice more, instinct demanded I smacked her pink flesh, her hips rising to meet my hand on the last.
“Feel good?” I asked through gritted teeth, winding my fist in her hair and tipping her head enough she arched her back.
Please our female.
“Yes,” she whispered, widening her legs as goose bumps broke over her body.
Owned by the darkness swirling inside my soul, I slid my touch between her thighs. Slick wetness coated her puffed lower lips, and even though I longed to have her insides clutch with desperate need around my fingers, I slid downward, her hips rising to accommodate me. A single slowcircle around the swollen hood over her clit sent a shudder through Primrose, causing her to shiver in my hold.
Yessss.
She whimpered as I backed off, once more trailing my fingertips across her slippery labia.
“So wet.” I hissed, tightening my grip in her hair and lifting her head even farther. She whimpered, grinding her pelvis against me.
I swatted hard and fast, and she cried out, fucking music to my ears.
Cupping her entire pussy, I leaned down to brush my lips across the shell of her ear. “You lust for me to claim this.”
“Yes,” she gasped an answer even though I hadn’t asked her a question.
“You need my dick to stretch you. Fill you.”
“Oh, yes. Please.” She lifted her hips in invitation, arching her back to the point of what had to be pain.
The beast inside cackled and growled demands, gnashing teeth and flashing erotic scenes behind my eyes.
“You want my cum to flood your womb.” I spoke what the inner voice screamed for. “Claim you.Breedyou.”
“Yes!”
I pushed Primrose’s head down and swatted her hand-printed ass rapidly, grunts ripping from my chest as I attempted to cling to my sanity, easing my annoyance exactly as she’d offered. Her cries fueled me on, and I didn’t hold back, the sting of flesh meeting flesh searing across my palm.
Wetness dribbled from her pussy, soaking my thigh, and I finally dipped into her tight sheath, her pussy walls clamping around my two fingers as I stroked inside her.
“Oh…” She shuddered and pressed back against my hand, spine arching even deeper.
“So fucking needy for me,” I growled the words, draggingmy fingers out and shoving back in. My dick leaked and jerked, my balls so tight they ached. “Fuck.”
Take.
Own.
