Page 81 of Fur & Money


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“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, big boy.”

There was something about her that had changed. Something that seemed… stronger. Not that she hadn’t been strong. But she seemed more confident in herself. Confident in her position. Confident in her ability to make decisions that affected everyone. It was sexy as hell, and I was weak to her words.

“I’ll never make a promise I can’t keep,” I growled.

I charged her, scooping her into my arms as her giggles took flight. I still had to clean up her backyard. I mean, no one wanted to step outside and witness the evidence of a slaughter that had just occurred. She had done great things, even if we had lost many who would be missed for lifetimes to come.

And as I carried her upstairs, she directed me to the hallway bathroom.

Before I sat her on top of the bathroom counter.

“Arms up,” I said.

She grinned as she slipped them into the air. “Yes, sir.”

I growled softly as I slid her blood-stained shirt over her head. “Now, pants off.”

She hopped down and turned around, wiggling that pert little ass of hers at me. She slipped out of her jeans, taking her panties with her as they slid down her smooth legs. It was all I could do not to rip my damn clothes to shreds peeling them off my body. The barriers between us got cast to the floor, and I managed to keep control of myself long enough to turn on a hot shower for us both.

Then, I gripped her ass cheeks, hoisted her against me, and stepped into the walk-in shower.

“Make me forget the bad stuff,” Raven whispered.

I crashed our lips together and pinned her to the tile wall. Steam rose around us, condensing against our skin and dripping down our bodies. Swirls of red and brown slithered down the drain, cleaning us as I reached out for the sliding shower door. I slammed it closed, damn near shattering the glass with the force of my jerking wrist. And when I knew we were cloaked away from the rest of the world, she locked her legs around my waist.

“Please,” she said breathlessly.

With ease, I sank my cock between her legs. Her pussy opened wide for me, spreading like the good girl it was. I drenched myself in the juices that already poured down my ballsack. I pinned her wrists above her head, hissing at the hot water battering against the sore muscles of my back. She quivered around me, her pussy clamping down, as if it were begging me to move.

And as I slid my lips down her pulse point, she bucked against me.

“Please, Dean. Let me feel you,” she whimpered.

I captured her lips, allowing our tongues to wrap together. I wanted to explore her. Devour her. Kiss, suck, and lick every inch of her. But at that moment, hearing her beg for me like that? Hearing her whimpers as she asked me to claim her?

I was weak against her pleas.

“Fucking hell,” she gasped.

I pulled my dick out and thrusted back into her, feeling her entire body quake for me. I held her steady, pinning her between my muscles and her tiled shower wall as her body opened itself for me. Her pussy welcomed me home. She sucked on my lower lip, pulling a growl from deep within my gut. I lost myself in her. The intoxicating scent of her womanhood wrapped around my head, holding me hostage as I pounded into her.

I fucked her up the wall before I backed up, sliding her down over every inch of my length.

Then, I pinned her with my hips and slid one of my hands between our bodies.

“Dean. Good God, Dean. Holy fuck. Right there. Oooooh, shit. So good. So good. So good to me. Oh, shit!”

“There it is,” I growled. “There’s that sensitive little nub. Come for me, Raven. Come for me and mark me as your own.”

“Mine. Mine. Mine,” she chanted breathlessly.

I pressed my lips against the shell of her ear as she bucked ravenously against my hand. “All yours.”

“Oh, fuck,” she choked out.

The second her pussy clamped down around me, I met my own end. She ground against my fingertips, her clit pulsing with desperation as my balls pulled up into my body. She convulsed, her eyes rolling back and her muscles quaking as I spilled every ounce of me inside of her. She accepted me, fully and completely, and as we met our ends together my legs buckled at the knees. And as we slid to the floor, I wrapped her up in my arms.

While the smell of our intermingled debauchery filled the shower around us.

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