Page 29 of Marked By The Filthy-Mouthed Grizzly
“Every time you speak,” he says as he brushes his thumb over my tingling lips, “every time you smile, I’m going to remember how these luscious lips looked wrapped around my cock, choking on every inch.”
“Please, Magnus,” I say, desperate for it. “Please let me suck it.”
He growls, looking satisfied, as I plead to him with my eyes. I’ve never wanted anything so badly. I want to feel the rough wood of his porch scratching my knees, I want to feel his big cock stretching my lips, digging into the back of my throat.
“Alright,” he says as he releases my jaw. I immediately sink down, dropping to my knees as I take in the impressive sight of his erection in front of my face. It stuns me for a second, but then I recover, and slowly drag my tongue up his thick pulsing shaft.
“Yes,” he growls as he slides his hand into my hair, pulling it to the side so he can see better. “That’s my girl. Suck my cock until your throat forgets how to breathe without me.”
My tongue reaches his powerful head and I drag it over the tiny slit, tasting his delicious pre-cum. The moan unleashed from me at that masculine taste comes all the way from my toes and rumbles up through my trembling body.
“You like that, don’t you?” he growls, watching like he can’t get enough of the show I’m putting on for him. “You like your man’s taste. Well, I got lots more where that came from. Put your mouth on me and I’ll show you. Suck me dry, baby.”
I take a deep breath and take in every, thick, inch. My eyes water as I try to fit this huge cock in my mouth, feeling it stretching my lips and pushing into the back of my throat.
I’m a bit too eager and start choking on it. I yank it out, still gripping the base, as I cough and choke, eyes watering like crazy.
Magnus just watches with that dark lustful gaze on me as I catch my breath.
“Tell me that was the first time you’ve had a man in your mouth,” he says. “I know you’ve never wanted anyone but me.”
My heart is pounding as I look at the big powerful cock in my hand and then up to the most alluring man I’ve ever seen. He’s the only one I’ve ever wanted. I used to think there was something wrong with me, never having any crushes or desiring any guy who smiled or hit on me over the years.
Now I know there was never anything wrong with me. I was just waiting for my mate. I was waiting forhim.
“You’re the only one, Magnus,” I say, my chest swelling with love. “The only one I’ve ever wanted. The only one I’ve ever needed.”
“I’m yours now, baby,” he says, grinning with pleasure. “Show me what we both waited for.”
I take a deep breath, psyching myself up as I posture up on my knees and get ready for another try. I slide him into my mouth, slower this time, savoring every thick inch.
He lets out a primal groan as those big hands sink into my hair, pulling it back so he can see everything. He’s so hard. So fucking long. So thick. Iloveit.
I keep my lips clenched around him as I start moving my head back and forth, letting my tongue slide along his shaft.
Every few seconds, I get too eager and take him in too deep. My eyes water and I start to choke. It just seems to turn him on even more.
“You look so good choking on me,” he growls as I coat his big cock with my tongue. Saliva spills onto my chin, and I go to wipe it, but he grabs my wrist with a growl. “Messy is good, baby. Don’t you dare wipe your chin.”
I just focus on his cock, sucking it harder and stroking it faster, making a mess as I try to get him off.
“Fuck yes,” he growls. “Just like that. Nice and dirty.”
He cups my head with his big hands and grins when I look up at him. “No hands,” he commands. I drop them both, his cock still deep in my mouth.
“Relax your jaw, dirty girl,” he growls. “Let your man take over. I’m going to fuck that mouth until your jaw aches and your lipstick’s gone.”
My heart pounds as I try to stay relaxed and loose. He pushes his cock into my throat until my eyes water.
“That’s it,” he growls as he lets me get used to his size. Just when I need to breathe, Magnus pulls back, letting me take a breath before he thrusts back in, sliding his hard shaft along my tongue. We find our rhythm and I let him take over, fucking my mouth as he grits his teeth and flexes his tattooed arms.
Finally, I’m free to touch myself and I slide my hand into my panties, rubbing my throbbing clit as he watches me with desperate lust.
“Play with that sweet pussy, baby,” he growls as I slide two fingers inside. “Every time you touch yourself, you better be thinking of me. Does it feel good?”
I moan on his cock as it slides in and out of my throat. It feels so good to surrender to him. To let him take control.
The whole time, he keeps one hand on my head and the other gripping a fistful of my hair, keeping my mouth exactly where he wants it.
