Page 185 of Pucked Around and Found Out

I scrape my teeth along her nipple making her gasp. I release it with a pop, then grip her waist and lift her off me, placing her flat on the bed. I make quick work of tugging her pants off, leaving her in nothing but her green thong, flushed skin, eyes dark with want and every wall I've ever built shudders. The sight alone has my mouth watering and a hunger surging inside me to taste her.

“Fuck, Tink.”

I breathe it out before I can stop myself. Not a command. Not a taunt. Just her name, pulled from somewhere I didn't know existed.

“I need you.” She squirms on the bed, watching me with those eyes that always see too much. That's the problem with Toren Kellar. She looks at me like she knows something I don't. Like she's already read the last page of a book I'm pretending I haven't started.

I peel the thong down her legs, drop it to the floor, and when she opens herself to me without me having to ask freely, trustingly, like she has no reason to guard herself from me, something shifts behind my ribs.

She’s soaked!

Her pussy glistens and my mouth waters for a taste. I can’t hold myself back any longer. I bury my face between her legs, then swipe my tongue through her folds and revel in the screams that come from her when I suck her clit into my mouth. She arches her back off the bed and thrusts her hips. She’s desperate, untamed and downright vile and I fucking love it.

She grinds against my tongue chasing the high she knows only I can give her.

I’m the only man who will ever be between these legs, not Brady and sure as fuck not Carnage De Santis. I’ll blow a hole in his skull if he ever tries to bust a move on my fairy again.

“Xaden!” she pants, as she reaches down and grips the back of my head, holding me in place as I continue to lap at her. I fucking love the taste of her sweet pussy. The sounds she makes are different from when I’m inside her. “Fuck, please don’t stop.”

She’s so responsive, it never takes her long to get off and that shit does something to my ego. I like knowing that I can set her ablaze in a matter of minutes, it’s my mouth, my fingers or my cock that can bring that blissed out look to her face and render her speechless.

I increase the pressure of my tongue against her clit and flatten it. I ease two fingers inside her tight little cunt and curve them at just the right angle, how I know she likes it. She begins to tremble and I know she is about to lose control and surrender herself to the fucking orgasm I am about to give her.

Before she can finally tumble over that blissful edge and drown in the euphoric bliss, I pull back and remove my fingers. She stares up at me with her mouth slightly ajar, the second she registers the smirk on my face her eyes burn with fire.

“What the fuck⁠—”

“You left me,” I say in a calm tone, as I begin to kick off my shoes.

“Xaden—”

I continue on as if she hadn’t spoken. “I had to hunt you down.” I begin to undo my jeans and she snaps her mouth closed as she watches with rapt focus. “I don’t think that deserves a fucking reward, do you?” My taunt hits its mark. She snaps her eyes back to mine as I push my pants down.

“You’re a fucking asshole!” she hisses.

I kick my pants to the side and shrug as I push my thumbs into the waistband of my briefs.

“And do I look like I give a fuck?” I snarl, then shove my boxers down, the fire in her eyes slowly starts to abate as she fights against herself to not look down and take in the sight of my rock-hard cock. I slowly crawl up the bed and over her, forcing her to lay flat as I settle myself between her thighs.

I reach between our bodies and line myself up, never breaking eye contact with her.

“Let's get one fucking thing straight, Tink.” The words are hard. They're supposed to be. “I may have fallen into your little world today but you will always live in mine. You belong to me.”

She opens her mouth to argue and I steal the words from her as I thrust into her tight little cunt. I can't hear her disagree right now. I can't hear her tell me she doesn't belong to anyone. Not because it would anger me.

Because it would break something.

Home.

That’s what it fucking feels like.

“You ever run from me again,” I force out through gritted teeth. “I’ll do more than punish this fucking pussy, do you understand me?” I snap.

“Xaden.” She breathes my name like a fucking prayer.

I draw almost all the way out of her before slamming back in, relishing in the sound of her scream.

“You belong to me, Tink.”