Page 18 of Kidnapped By Claws


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I’d intended to finish the scene at this point, but fuck, she was too damn cute and so much damn fun. I caught an ankle and yanked her toward me, letting my body weight settle on hers.

She stilled, then reached for my face, her trembling fingertips seeking out familiar features. “Knox?”

I kissed her hard, rough, and demanding. Her body went rigid until I slid my tongue into her mouth. Then she sighed a welcome, kissing me back, her hands twining behind my neck.

“None of that,” I snapped, not ready to let go of the little morsel I’d put too much effort into capturing, if only for a moment. Her exams started next week, but I’d steal an hour of her time if necessary. “You don’t get to touch me.” In the darkness, I pinned her wrists above her head with my gloved hand and tore at her clothing with my other.

My mouth descended on her tight, budded nipple, sucking and nipping until she writhed beneath me, her legs open and her tight little body grinding against my engorged cock. “You really are a little slut for this, aren’t you?” I growled against her mouth, kissing her everywhere but where she wanted me.

I wrenched her skirt up, tearing the form-fitting material, and slid my fingers into her molten pussy. Her legs tried to close around my hand, but I shoved her knees wide with mine and teased her for a long minute until her fighting ceased.

“Definitely a sweet little slut,” I murmured against her mouth, sliding my fingers across her lips and kissing her so she had to taste herself.

She moaned, keeping her hands above her head without being asked, and licked my lips clean of her scent. “Just for you,” she whimpered.

I groaned and tore at my pants, desperate to be inside her. Lifting one slim leg over my shoulder, I thrust straight intoher, arching over her body in a primal claim.

Her cries ripped at my heart, and I fell deeper for the girl who loved me for my kink but proved she wanted to be part of my life in every way in such a short time. I moved faster with her, waiting until she clenched tight around me to lose myself in her, pressing my mouth to hers, then the collar I’d given her.

“I love you, Knox,” she whimpered, her voice muffled against my chest as I rolled her on top of me, not caring about the fluids coating us both.

“You’d better. Cause I’m not letting you go any time soon, pretty face.”

“You mean it?” She snuggled deeper.

I grinned into the darkness, catching her wrists in one gloved hand and tweaking her nipple with the other. “Oh, yes. I’ve got you for a good hour, then I’m taking your sweet little ass to a deserted warehouse and fucking you wide open there. Brought along a friend who I thought might help fulfill the fantasy of two men using you at once, huh?” Her little gasp and the rush of heat against my thigh told me I’d planned well. My cock agreed, hardening impossibly beneath her. “I love you too, Josie. Ride me,” I grated, using her nipple as leverage.

My mind ran through the hour I had planned, spearing out into impossible options that I’d spend the next months obsessing over before I played out every fantasy she didn’t know she had. Then I’d take her home, clean and wash her, and work the knots from her body until she passed out, languid and boneless on me. Maybe sort out something for breakfast.

What could I say? I was a hopeless romantic, and Josie was the type of sub worth spoiling every day for the rest of my life, providing she put up with endless orgasms and a few dark moments.

A few very dark moments, and maybe a Christmas treat at the end of the year if she stayed on my naughty list. Whichreminded me…

“Happy one-month anniversary, Josie.”

She answered me with a shuddering rock of her hips and a cry as she tumbled into delirium again.

The End

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