Page 79 of Carnage Island


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I’m going to explode.

I’m going to throw her on her back and thrust into her.

No.

I’m going to lay here and let her play.

Fuck. I don’t even know what I want anymore. This game has escalated to a whole new level and I’m absolutely fucking here for it.

My pants tangle around my knees as Clove seems to forget they exist. Her focus is on my groin, her eyes wide as she studies my aching cock.

“Lick him,” Volt suggests. “See what he does.”

I’m going to fucking kill you,I tell him with my eyes.

He grins in response, the mad bastard getting off on this sadistic twist of fate.

Clove runs her fingertips along the underside of my shaft to the knot at the base. It’s a featherlight touch that causes my balls to tighten in anticipation.

I’m mesmerized by her.

Captivated by her every move.

She dampens her lips, her nostrils flaring as she takes in my scent.

“That’s it,” Volt murmurs. “Give into the urge. You know you want to taste him.”

I swallow, no longer capable of glaring at him for his unwanted commentary.

Because his urging appears to be working.

Clove’s cheeks are tinted pink, her pupils blown with lust.

She glanced up at me, seeking approval.

I nod, not even sure what she’s asking to do. I really don’t care. My body belongs to her now. To torment. To lick. To touch. To fuck. Whatever she wants.

She bends, her silky hair tickling my abdomen.

A sharp exhale leaves my lungs as her lips taste my hip again. But then she starts to move, her mouth trailing wet kisses along my pelvic bone to my pulsating knot. She traces it with her tongue, the action so damn erotic that I nearly come undone.

My hands are fisted behind my head, the desire to grab her and thrust into her riding my spirit.

I want to claim her. Mark her. Declare my vows in blood.

The urge worsens as she slides her tongue up my shaft to the tip.

“Mmm, very good, sweetheart,” Volt praises. “Taste him properly now.”

She licks my head, a soft moan coming from her chest.

“Beautiful. Now lick him again. That precum is all for you, Clove. Don’t waste it.” Volt’s words are fucking killing me.

Because she does exactly what he says.

And then she takes my cock into her mouth.

Not gently.