Page 38 of The Dryad's Embrace


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“Then don’t stop,” I said.

His eyes shot open, and Ash stared at me for a heartbeat before he lifted me off the counter and carried me to the living room. He lowered us both to the fur rug and pinned me to the floor. His body covered mine, and I felt small beneath him.

He grabbed my hip with one hand, grinding himself against my sex. His eyes glowed like the delicate blue of a flame, and the heat that radiated from him branded me.

“Last chance, Lorraine,” Ash said. His voice was thick with desire.

“Don’t stop,” I urged.

Ash ripped my dress open, and I gasped in surprise. Just like that, I was naked before him. His eyes greedily slid over my body, taking in the sight of me. When he looked at me again, his eyes had filled with pure hunger.

He kissed me hard, nipping my lower lip, and I whimpered in pleasure, relishing the burst of pain. Ash worked his way down my neck, kissing, sucking, biting until he reached the delicate skin of my breasts. When he nipped the skin, I whimpered again, and my whimpers turned into mewls and moans when he sucked my nipple into his mouth. His hand came up to my other breast, and he was rough, kneading, massaging, igniting a fire within me. I drank in his onslaught and relished how rough he was with me. I scraped my nails down his back, and he groaned in response.

His shirt was in the way. I pulled it up, and he helped me, wriggling out of it. When he was shirtless, he dove right back to where he’d left off, taking control.

Ash was powerful. I had no doubt he could snap me like a twig if he wanted to, and him holding back so that he didn’t really hurt me just upped the ante and was that much more attractive.

“Fuck,” I moaned when Ash moved to my other breast. He sucked my nipple into his mouth, and at the same time, pushed his hand between my legs. He dipped his fingers into my wetness, pumping them into me, and I moaned and cried out as I squirmed on the floor. I dug my nails into his skin, and he moaned against my nipples.

Ash balanced me between his hand and his mouth, pushing me closer and closer to an orgasm, and I ached for the release. I wanted him to take me to the edge to push me over, to let me fall and fall and fall into the bliss that was another orgasm.

As if he could read my mind, Ash pushed a thumb against my clit and rubbed it in circles while he slid his fingers in and out of me. He moved between my nipples, sucking hard, scraping his teeth around the erect nubs. I gulped and panted, my breathing coming in erratic bursts as he pushed me closer and closer.

When I orgasmed, pleasure ripped through me, and I cried out loudly. Ash growled against my breast, and I writhed on the rug, bucking my hips against his hand.

The orgasm reached its peak, taking my breath away, and I curled into Ash.

When I gasped, Ash lifted his head and kissed me. He put his hand behind my neck and slid his tongue into my mouth.

I shivered and trembled in the aftermath of my release.

While he kissed me, I reached for his pants and tried to tug them down. It wasn’t so easy. A moment later, Ash broke the kiss. With a scowl, he kicked off his pants, as if he was pissed off they were in the way.

I reached for his cock, running my hand up and down his shaft, and I looked up at Ash. His eyes glowed, his lips were curled away from his teeth, and his cock strained upward, thick and hard and begging for attention.

I didn’t think twice. I pushed onto my knees and sucked his head into my mouth. Ash grunted with a clenched jaw, and I bobbed my head back and forth, sucking him into my mouth as far as I could before I pulled back. I swirled my tongue along the underside of his shaft before I leaned forward again.

Ash pushed his hands into my hair, and he groaned as he encouraged me to take in more of him, to suck him deeper and deeper. I pushed forward until his head hit the back of my throat before I pulled out again, bobbing faster and faster.

“Fuck, Lorraine,” he bit out. Hearing him say my name was hot.

I picked up the pace, sucking him faster. Ash growled and pulled back so that his cock slipped out of my mouth. He took my hand and pulled me up. He grabbed me and planted a quick kiss on my lips before he spun me around. I shrugged out of the rags that remained of the dress he’d ripped, finally naked now, and Ash grabbed my breasts, massaging them as he ground his cock against my ass. I moaned loudly.

Ash pushed me forward, one hand on my hip, and I caught myself on the couch. He guided his cock to my entrance, and I held my breath in anticipation. This was what I’d wanted all along.

When he slid into me, I cried out. My body stretched, trying to accommodate his size. He moved slowly as if he knew his size was a challenge, and I trembled around his cock the deeper he went. When he was buried to the hilt, he paused, and I took a moment to get used to his size, to the feel of him filling me up.

Ash pulled back slowly and slid into me again. I cried out, the friction pushing me to the verge in one go.

He did it again, sliding out faster, pounding harder into me. He fucked me harder and harder. I held onto the back of the couch, sinking my knees onto the crude couch pillows so that I didn’t have to fight so much to keep my balance. Ash leaned forward, his muscular chest against my back as he hammered into me from behind.

My cries turned into screams as he fucked me, his balls slapping against my pussy as the sounds of our sex filled the cabin.

Ash growled in my ear, and in no time, he pushed me to another orgasm. I cried out loudly as the pleasure racked my body, my pussy clamping down on Ash’s cock.

He grunted, breathing hard, and dug his fingers into my hips. I collapsed over the back of the couch, trying to catch my breath.

Ash pulled out of me and sat down on the couch. His cock was slick with our combined wetness, and his lips parted as he panted.

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