Page 35 of Saved By the Headless Horseman
Flames lick along my skin, causing goosebumps to break out along my flesh.He releases my breast with a pop, eyes glowing with lust.
“You taste sweeter than ever, Scar.”
I grind myself against him as he gives my other nipple the same treatment.His other hand skims down my stomach before stopping between my thighs.I groan as he traces a long finger up my slit.Coating his fingers in my arousal, he gently tucks one into my entrance.My teeth clench together.His fingers are larger, spearing into me deeper than ever before.Stars dance in my vision.
“I never thought I’d have this again.If it wasn’t with you, it would be with no one.We are each other’s only.Forever.”
Krane nods against my breast, sheathing another finger inside me.He curls them just the way I like, making my hips lift from the bed.He hisses against my skin, fiery eyes finding mine.
“Your pussy missed me.I may be a monster, but she recognizes me all the same.Knows I am her master.The only one who gets to worship her.”He pumps me harder, adding a third finger.“How did your pretty cunt manage to get even tighter?"
My vision turns dark around the edges.Pleasure wraps around me with both hands.The sloppy sounds of his fingers fucking me are more than I can bear.My muscles coil tightly as I clench down around his thrusting hand.
“Krane,” I groan.
“Let me hear you, Scarlett.I no longer have to quiet your moans with a hand over your mouth—biting my palm to keep from screaming my name.”A primal smile curls his lips.“Let me hear what I do to you.Soak me with your come.I need to taste it.”
My peak looms, and when Krane’s head goes between my thighs to join his fingers, I’m done for.The first lick of his tongue against my clit sends me into bliss.My thighs squeeze his pumpkin head until I’m sure it will crack.His slippery tongue unfurls, longer than possible, and licks the whole length of me.I do as he asks and scream his name, words of pleasure falling from my lips.
“Krane, yes!I’m close—so close.Oh!”
With one final expert curl of his fingers, and with his lips sucking on my clit, my body erupts.Every nerve comes alive, and every muscle tightens.Flames break out along my skin as I scream through my release.It is probably more prolonged after having been denied for the past month.Tears sting my eyes as I finally manage to come down.Krane removes his fingers, his tongue spearing into my entrance to lick up every drop of my spend.
My thighs tremble as he prowls back up my body, limply dangling around his hips.Warm lips find mine as he shares my taste.
“You were worth risking death over.That sweet little pussy sent me to my grave.It belongs to me as do you.”
“Always,” I vow, taking his mouth in another fevered kiss.
He kisses me again before pulling back.I slide up the bed and prop myself up on my elbows.Pink colors my chest and cheeks.My stomach quivers in anticipation as I watch his hands go to his trousers.There is a tremble to his fingers as he goes to undo the lacings.
“Are you sure you want this, Scarlett?I am no longer a man—things about me have changed.”
I smile at him, propping up my knees and exposing myself fully to his hungry gaze.His eyes roam over me as if seeing me for the first time.I spread my thighs even wider, my invitation more than clear.
“I want you inside me, Krane.Would you so easily deny me?”
Krane growls, fisting the waistband of his pants.
“I’ve never been able to say no to you.”
With one tug, his pants fall to the floor, and he kicks them away.I gasp as my mouth grows dry.He wasn't kidding; he isn’t a man anymore.The proud flesh that greets my eyes is nearly the length of my forearm.His pale gray shaft is decorated with slight ridges that mirror those of the pumpkin.The head is darker gray, already leaking a pearl of seed—my mouth waters at the sight.
More moisture leaks from my intimate flesh as I imagine what he will feel like inside of me.He takes himself in his hand, spreading his come over the tip and giving himself a rough pump.
“I told you,” he says, clearly taking my gasp as one of apprehension.
“The only thing I’m worried about is how you’re going to fit all that inside of me.”
His mouth flattens into a line.
“I won’t hurt you,” he vows.
“I know.But that doesn’t mean I don’t want to try and take as much of you as I can.”
Krane groans, pumping himself roughly.
“Wanton woman, what am I going to do with you?”
