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Catching her lip with my teeth, she shuffles forward, her hand coming between us. Reaching into my pants, she takes out my dick and slowly directs it against her entrance. I groan slightly when she lowers her little body over my shaft, the slickness of her walls squeezing my girth. Reaching up her long, slender back, I pull her down and wrap both arms around her, deepening the kiss. She leaves whispers of her whimpers over my lips, and they’re the kind I want to fucking tattoo there. Grinding against me, our bodies slap together between a sheen of sweat as I squeeze her ass tightly, my breathing picking up.

Resting her forehead on mine, her lips hover slightly. “Knight, I—”

“—shut up.” My hand comes to the back of her neck, and I force her back down to meet mine. “Don’t.”

Her mouth moves from mine and settles into the side of my neck. A sharp sting erupts over my skin when her teeth pierce the side of my throat before she presses me flat on the bed. I growl softly in protest until the valleys of her massive tits are right there in my face. Leaning up, I take one into my mouth, flicking the tiny bud around my tongue until I have to fight the urge not to bite it. Her hips pick up pace as she rubs herself over me, circling her pussy against my throbbing cock. My balls tighten and my toes curl as I feel myself slowly start to lose control. Electricity bites all over my skin and I shove her back down again until her fat tits are pressed against my chest and her mouth is back on mine. Her tongue moves with mine slowly, baiting her body until it picks up speed once again and her mouth follows the cue. Slamming my eyes closed, my demon rears to the surface with the temperature of her body so close to mine.

Mate.

Mine.

Ours.

Her wet cunt clenches tight around me and the restraint I was holding back crushes my airways. Her body jerks against mine as hot cum shoots out of my cock. I slam her over me even further and she lets out a throaty scream. I swallow her pain, massaging the back of her head as she slows her pace. She collapses over my chest, her little heart fluttering against mine as I stare up at the ceiling above.

She yawns, resting her cheek on my chest. I wait until her breathing levels out before I press a gentle kiss to her head and whisper, “Dormi nunc, donec suus ‘super.”

Fourteen

London

Daragan isn’t small,but it isn’t large either. It somehow sits right in the middle. The township is quiet, yet modern, especially with all of the buildings they always seem to be renovating along the roads. Joey’s sticks out at the end of the street. It’s a large building that curves around the corner, right at a busy set of traffic lights. The streets are extra crowded this morning, and the air a little colder than usual.

I zip up my jacket and follow Justice as he enters the diner. Heat crashes into me as soon as the door opens. Dammit. It’s always hot in here. The place is forever full, and the cooks are always busy. I would go as far as to say that Joey’s is in the heart of Daragan.

Justice leads the way to our usual spot and I slide into a booth, sitting comfortably at the edge of the red leather seat, shuffling out of my coat.

“So, what do you think?”

Unzipping my pocket, I pull out my phone and ChapStick. “Hmmm?”

“You weren’t even listening, were you?” he sulks, his bottom lip drooping.

Girls are a sucker for that bottom lip. I don’t suck on anything unless it’s over six foot and has a red flag hovering over their head.

I wasn’t listening, though. “No…”

He rolls his eyes. “I was asking you if you guys have any plans this weekend?”

I love that he says, “you guys,” already aware Ben and I are a duo that’s not to be fucked with. Letty comes sometimes, but for the most part, she’s the smart one. Sticks her head down and does her work. Where Ben goes, I go, and where I go, he better fucking come too. Call it codependency… because it is.

“Why?” I ask, picking up the menu and scanning through, even though I already know what I’m going to order.

“There’s a party happening—”

“Jus, no offense, but after the last party you took me to, I don’t know if I’m up for it.” I squash the memories of the massive rager Justice dragged us all to a month ago. I tried to blame it on his school friends, since he doesn’t go to the same college as us, but I couldn’t. Straight up, Justice is just trouble, and you put him and Ben together and it’s a catastrophe.

“Aw, come on! If that threesome would have happened, it would have been fun. At least for you, since I know Ben doesn’t swing his big dick this way.”

“Justice…’’ I tsk, shaking my head just as a waiter comes to our table with her little iPad. “I can’t take you anywhere.” I’m about to yap off what I want when I feel a wave of heat whip past my face. Like being kissed by a furnace, I swear I can feel warmth penetrate my skin much closer than I’ve ever felt.

In the background, I hear the doorbell sound as heavy footsteps pile in, but I tuck my long platinum hair behind my ear and flash the waiter a smile. “Could I get the cheeseburger, please?”

“Girl…” Justice snatches the menu off me. “You always get that.”

The waiter leaves just as Justice sighs, running his hands through his hair. “Look, it’s—I’m throwing the party. But one, you can’t tell my moms, and two, you seriously can’t tell my moms.”

I stop drinking my water. “You’re in so much trouble.”

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