Page 68 of Shellshock


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“If you try to leave, I’ll put out a bounty on you and hunt you down.” The threat made her pulse thump hard against his tail. “If I have to blow your portal to a million tiny pieces and fuck you against the window to make you get the picture, that’s exactly what I’ll do.”

She gasped, clawing at his tail with her flimsy nails. He dragged her closer so that her knees had to shuffle forward.

“That’s why we need to stop this,” he hissed, gesturing between them and fighting for every last shred of control, “but if you don’t stop me right now—I’ll keep going. I will do what I want with you.”

The tip of his cock brushed her lips. Her warm, damp breath touched the very tip and his stomach tightened to a painful point of need. It took every ounce of control not to drive himself violently into her.

Not yet.

He couldn’t yet.

He held her in a vice grip. Letting up enough for her to breathe, he watched the conflict play behind her eyes. It was so much better now that he could see the expressions on her face. They changed rapidly. She could hide nothing.

“Last chance to stop this,” he whispered.

She glared at him, breathing hard.

And he thought,this is it. He was so sure this was the point when she told him to fuck off and leave her alone forever.

But then she leaned forward and wrapped her obscenely soft mouth around his cock, taking him to the back of her throat.

* * *

A harsh sigh expelled from his chest and he nearly bent double, clutching her. That first plunge brought him impossible relief.

Yet it was immediately overshadowed by a monstrous, biting need.

He took from her—and she gave so generously that he struggled to believe that this wasn’t some dream. His hands were buried tightly in her hair so he could fuck her mouth in deep, harsh strokes that sent electricity coursing up his spine. The sporadic contractions of her throat turned his blood to magma.

It was vulgar.

It was so fucking vulgar.

Lucca surrendered herself with an unexpected reverence. She made an erotic sight—eyes hooded, expression clouded, skin flushing hot.

Her face grew tight, as if she was asphyxiating but finding her own bliss. He was transfixed by her. This was what she would look like in the grip of passion.

Her fists squeezed hard around the wide knot at the base of his shaft, working the part that wouldn’t fit beyond her lips. Her tongue slid beneath his length in pinpointed strokes, stoking the heat inside his stomach to a steady blaze. His head tipped back as he let out a deep, ragged groan.

This was unlike anything he’d ever felt, and it was just the start. They could have more. Ideas he’d suppressed were vindicated and set loose with a frightening vengeance.Oh, Lucca. He was going to do so many depraved, sinful things to her before this was over.

She squirmed and his tail coiled tighter reflexively. Her hand drifted between her thighs.

“No, Lucca,” he chided. He could feel the kick in his blood when she glared up at him. “I thought this was an apology, not a reward.”

Her nostrils flared on an annoyed inhale but she obliged his crude demands, slipping her fists around him. Squeezing, pumping, licking…

Sucking fucking hard.

Hard enough that he could barely stand.

Her thighs rubbed together mindlessly. He wanted heronhim, wrapped around him, hot and soft and responding to his touch, but it was too soon.

He pressed as deep as he dared. The bulge at the root of him pressed so hard against her lips that they were stretched tight and thin. Tears pricked the corners of her eyes.

She never slowed.

Never let up on the suction.

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