Page 72 of Wild Kiss


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“Yes, punish me,” she moaned, pushing against me desperately.

Moving my hips back and forth, I thrust into her, my erection rubbing against her tight walls. The faster I went, the louder the sounds of me slapping against her drenched core escalated around us.

Waves of heat rolled from her body, her core gripping my cock, igniting into a burning blaze from the friction between us.

Her cries were beautiful. “I love you,” I moaned, heat rising in my chest, while she writhed against me, shuddering, crying out for more.

Arousal pulled at my nerve endings, and I withdrew all the way before slamming back into her down to my base, my balls so tight, they readied to push into her too.

Her pussy tightened, squeezing me, and I hissed, gripping her hips harder.

With pink cheeks, she stared over at me, purring out, “I want to ride you now.” Her tongue peeked out, dragging over her lower lip in that way that made me crazy. “Will you let me ride your big, thick cock?”

My chest rose and fell harder at her request. I was salivating.

“Oh, sweetheart, you’re secretly my dirty girl, aren’t you?” I groaned, pulling out of her as her pussy pulled at my cock, trying to hold me inside her.

As she moved, I caught sight of her swollen pussy lips, of her slick gushing down her legs. I was mesmerized by the view from back there, and I wanted to dive in…and lap it all up. My mouth watered, but she’d moved out of my grasp too quickly. She was standing in front of me, staring down.

I glanced up at her from where I kneeled before my queen, at her stunning body, curves, her pert nipples just asking to be pulled, to that little pussy glistening with slickness.

“Come on,” she moaned.

I in turn flipped to my back, needing my dick in her tight cunt before I went mad. I told myself I’d let her take the lead. I couldn’t wait to watch her bouncing up and down on my cock.

Except it was that same second that she took off running madly away from me again, her laughter piercing the silence of the forest

What the fuck? I craned my head, staring after her incredulously as she raced completely naked through the forest.

“Sweetheart! Are you fucking kidding me right now?”

I threw myself up to my feet, my cock in pain, and charged after her. If she wanted to play this game, then I’d play…but next time I caught her, she’d end up with a red ass.

And so the chase started once more, but this time, frustration coursed through me. I usually loved my girl’s playfulness, but there was only so much a man could take.

Choking on my own arousal, I ran, but somehow, she always moved faster than me. Just out of reach. There one minute, and then halfway across the glen the next.

I growled, fists curled into balls, my insides twisting.

“Come on, Daxon,” she called out, sounding almost desperate herself. “Don’t you dare give up on finding me. You promised me forever.” Then she darted into the shadows, vanishing from sight.

I roared, my throat dry. Everything I felt for her was primal and so fucking raw. Every muscle in my body tensed, and I darted after her, needing to find her…

I shot upright in bed, a roar on my throat, sweat covering me, and my cock so hard, it hurt like a bitch.

“Fucking dream,” I muttered under my breath, collapsing back into my bed, my muscles aching. It was the same damn dream I’d been having every day since we’d lost Rune.

It had been five fucking weeks since Ares left us in the park after he sensed Rune and took her for himself. The asshole had never returned, and never sent word. We couldn’t even be sure if he’d gotten her back. Although my guess was yes, judging by his disappearance.

The anger I had for him was like a sharp knife, embedded constantly in my gut. I knew I should have killed him. When had being the good guy ever turned out well for anyone?

Fury shook me, the fresh wound in my heart tearing open more and more each day that we hadn’t found her. We’d searched every goddamn inch of Romania by this point.

And still no sign of my sweetheart.

We’d questioned anyone we came across, and even the bear pack, but no one had any clues.

I lived in a constant nightmare, one made of madness, where everyday we did the same thing, and for some reason expected a different outcome. I was already teetering on the edge of insanity on a good day…and this fucked up situation was pushing me right off the ledge.

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