Page 63 of Boys Who Hunt
Her panicked eyes find mine, but I merely bring my fingers back down between her legs, flicking her clit to confuse her even more. I want her on the brink of destruction, almost ready to jump off herself, and I’ll be the one to give the final push.
She ismyplaything,mytoy.Sheismine.
Ivy
I can’t believeI’m doing this.
That I’m letting SilasfuckingRivera claim my throat like it belongs to him.
And that my pussy throbs with an indescribable need.
I’ve lost it.
Completely lost it as I bounce up and down on this knife, wishing I didn’t feel that surge of pleasure washing over me. Nearly wishing I hadn’t stolen from him.
But I did, and this is the price I have to pay.
He forces himself inside me, his shaft thick and pulsating with greed. Every ridge, every piercing, I can feel it all as he buries himself deep inside my throat, depriving me of the oxygen I so desperately seek.
Shit, I can’t breathe.
I can’t breathe, and he wants me to know.
My body no longer belongs to me.
It belongs to him now.
And I willingly gave up control.
The realization hits me like a truck as he pulls out again and makes me look at the tip of his hard-on as it bounces up and down in my face like he wants me to worship it.
“Do you see how powerless you are?” he groans before thrusting back in. “Take me deep, little slut. Let me hear you gag.”
I choke and heave, feeling him throb deep inside me while my tongue struggles to envelop him.
And even though I want nothing more than to curse him to the end of the earth, I’m still getting wetter and wetter. No matter how many times I remind myself this knife I’m fucking gave me a scar, I’ve already lost control.
And with every flick of his fingers across my most sensitive spot, I get closer and closer to the edge of oblivion.
I can’t stop.
I don’t want to stop.
My mind slowly turns on itself, crazed with overpowered lust I’ve never felt before.
“Yes, look at me,” Silas growls as my eyes find his in the midst of insanity. “Show me what you look like when you give it all to me.”
Silas
“You thoughtyou could steal from me?” I groan, my shaft twitching against the back of her throat. “Then you pay for it with an open mouth, ready to take my cock while coming all over my hand.”
I flick her clit until she finally explodes, after which I finally let her take in another breath by pulling out.
She sucks in the oxygen and heaves at the same time. “Fuck!”
“Beg, and maybe I will, twig.”
She frowns. “I didn’t mean—”