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“Never,” she hisses.
Then, she brings her knee back and drives it forward with all the power she has. It's only because I see it in her mind seconds before that I'm able to reach down with my free hand and stop the blow. I throw my head back with laughter at her attempt. It turns me on like nothing else. Her fight and her fire. Her fear skyrockets from the terror that what she's done will only make me hurt her more, or for longer. Little does she know; if anything, she's given me the perfect opportunity to get even closer to her. I let her knee go, trapping it between my thighs, knowing that she can feel my hard, bare cock rubbing against it. Moving forward, I use one leg to widen her thighs until her dress is the only thing between her pussy and my thigh. I can still feel the dampness and warmth through the fabric.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she shakily asks.
“Giving you exactly what I know you want.”
“I don't want you.”
I let my claws come out on my hand and rip her dress above my thigh, tearing the fabric from between us so her pussy is bare on my skin.
“Liar,” I taunt her. “You're soaked for me.”
A broken whimper leaves her when I move my thigh forward just a little, rubbing it into her clit. A battle wages in her mind, one part of her demanding she not give into her desire while another part begs her to let all the fantasies she's had about monsters come to life, especially since she thinks she doesn't have much life left. I move my thigh back and I see her teeth sink into her bottom lip, desperately trying to hold back the sounds of her pleasure. She can't hide a thing from me, though.
“Get the fuck off me right now. I will never want you.” She pants, but it's husky and breathy, betraying how badly she wants me.
I flash a grin she can't see and bring my mouth to her ear. “Then, why are you grinding on my thigh?”
She goes still, only now realizing that I'd stopped moving and it was her rubbing her pussy on me for the last few seconds.
“Let go of me. You fucking fight me or let me go, because I will not just let you kill me. I'm nobody’s fucking sacrifice.”
“I have other plans for you.”
I lick the shell of her ear and a tantalizing gasp escapes her before she can stop it. Then she's throwing her head to the side, aiming for my face, but finding nothing because I pull back. I squeeze her throat harder when she tries to lunge forward.
“I'll make you a deal,” I say, and she stops struggling, only her chest rapidly rising and falling with her angry breaths.
“Fuck you.”
“I could just do that too.”
Please,her mind pleads.
I almost curse at her thought. She wouldn't be my Keri though, if she just admitted it. No, I'll have to pry any pleas out of her. I'll enjoy every minute of it.
“If I make you come, you stop fighting,” I offer.
“You expect me to just let you eat me?”
“Is there where you want me to start?”
The vision from her that fills my mind…I hurry to immediately make it come to life. I drop to my knees, my hand leaving her throat to trail down her body, feeling the muscles twitch in her stomach at my touch. Just like she pictured, I bring her thigh over my shoulder. Her mind's telling her she should try and stop me, but instead, she just looks down at me, surely only seeing my eyes as my face comes closer and closer to her pussy. I give her clit the barest, softest of kisses, and even that has a shuddering breath leaving her.
“Do we have a deal?” I ask.
“Do your worst,” she tells me.
I know she can feel me smile against her as I bring my mouth closer to her. Licking her clit again, much harder this time, earns me a shaky sigh. Circling my tongue around her clit coaxes out a barely suppressed moan. But it’s when I suck her clit into my mouth that there's no hiding the gasp that bursts from her. I suck harder, flicking my tongue from side to side until she can't restrain herself any longer, her hips beginning to move back and forth to get more of my mouth. I can already feel how dangerously close she is coming, how good my tongue feels on her encompassing her every thought.
I release her clit and slide my tongue through her drenched lips. When I reach her opening, she arches her pussy forward, begging without words for me to get my tongue inside of her. She doesn't even care anymore that she'll lose at our deal, she just wants me to make her come, make her fall apart. Still, I only circle her opening, teasing her more, withdrawing my tongue when she thrusts her hips forward in an attempt to take what I haven't yet given her.
“Look at you,” I say against her. “Dying for my tongue. All you have to do is ask.”
A groan of frustration rips from her and her fist slams into the wall beside her leg.
“Never,” she vows.
