Page 8 of Prince Of Sloth


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Of himself. Of me. Maybe both.

My blood was coursing through my veins, but the adrenaline was ebbing, leaving my limbs weak. He looked down at his fingers that had stilled inside of me then back up to me with an almost playful look. He dipped his chin and sucked at my aching, wet center.

“I didn’t hear you beg to be mine, Pru.” His voice was dark and cocky.

He pulled me closer by my hips, taking the strength from my arms, and put me flat on my back once again. His fingers pumped deep before I found the air to moan. I came with no hesitation, and the crash had no time to subside before he was bringing me to the cusp again. My thighs squeezed and convulsed around his head at another orgasm. I cried out his name, but it only egged him on.

“Please, I want to be yours. Please,” I managed through yet another climax.

“That’s my girl.” He purred, licking softly over my clit.

He got to his knees between my legs and stroked himself. My mouth watered at the sight of him over me, his cock hard for me.

“I’m going to fuck this pretty pussy until you can’t walk straight. Do you remember what to say if you can’t take it?”

If he hadn’t just said he was going to fuck me until I couldn’t handle it anymore, I would have swooned.

He leaned down, lining up his cock with my entrance, and kissed me slowly.

“I remember,” I breathed, gripping the sheets and determined to take everything he wanted to give me and more.

He edged in. The short popping sensation of each piercing hitched my breath.

“Oh fuck. You’re so big.” My voice sounded more like a squeak than actual words.

“Eyes on me, beautiful.” His heavy breath hit my ear, and I did as he demanded. “Take a deep breath and don’t you dare look away.”

His eyes intensified, and he took an audible inhale that made his shoulders rise. I took in a lungful of him, and we breathed through the slow sinking of his cock inside of me. My walls pulsed around him, and I was already so close to coming.

“That’s it,” he whispered over my lips and released a slow exhale. “This pussy was made for me and I’m going to earn it.”

“God, yes,” I groaned as his hips circled.

The first thrust was slow and heavy. He eased me into harder and faster poundings until the whole bed was quaking and I was close to having an out-of-body experience.

Who was screaming his name so loud? She sounded like she’d gone mad.

His mouth over mine tamped down the banshee who was obviously possessing me. I bit into the side of my cheek, partly to keep myself from bringing the ceiling down on us but also to keep me conscious. It was all too much.

“Ezra. God, Ezra. Fuck.”

This chant was the only coherent English I was able to speak. I was coming undone again, and it was becoming increasingly painful with each new wave of pleasure.

“You’re mine.” Another punishing crash of his hips. “Tell me.”

“I’m yours, Ezra. I’m yours.”

“I’m yours, Gaap,” he demanded. “Say it.”

“I’m yours!”

“Say my true name.” Every syllable came with another thrust. “Gaap.”

“I’m yours, Gaap.”

He broke through some sort of tether and unleashed himself fully. It was hard to believe he had been holding back. With one swift motion, I was on my stomach and being hauled to the side of the bed. My legs dangled off the mattress as he took me from behind, the balls of his piercings hitting new targets of pleasure I never knew were there.

I unraveled into nothing.

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