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“Now, come here,” he says, plucking me off my feet. He tucks me under one arm like a suitcase.
“Kalla!” I protest, flailing in surprise.
A snort is the only reply I get.
He strides around the back edge of the brush patch and back the way we came.
“Traditionally, I should take you to the ground where I’ve caught you and mount you on the spot,” he says when he puts me down again. “I didn’t think that was your preference.”
“No, I think being tackled by you could mean my accidental death,” I mutter. I was only upside down for a moment, but it feels like my head is suddenly spinning.
“The grass is softer here,” he says, gesturing to a grass knoll where the growths undulate gently like a puffy bedspread.
I nod appreciatively, even as I’m distracted by the thrums of heat building in my core. That stuff I swallowed… It works awfully quick. “You’re right,” I agree softly.
He bends to kiss my burning cheek.
“Take this garment off before I destroy it,” he whispers.
As I obey, the brush of the fabric on my skin alone sends shivers of pleasure through my body. This drug has made every part of me sensitive and needy. Even the tickle of hair on my bare back is amplified. I toss the lace shift to the ground.
Kalla observes me hungrily, then reaches out to tease one firm nipple between finger and thumb. I cry out. That simple motion sends a shockwave of arousal straight to my clit.
“Get on the ground and show me what belongs to me.”
My body starts to tremble as I sink down. The breast he touched is still burning up, and the rest of me is quickly following suit. Instinctively, I choose to turn my back and show him my ass on all fours. That’s what this mating dance feels like— an embrace of the animalistic. I wanna feed into it.
I’ll make him so feral; he won’t even think about teasing me. All he’ll think about is claiming me.
My thoughts are getting wild and desperate.
“That’s very good.” His low register always sets my heart a flutter. It takes me back to the first moment we spoke. In hindsight, I feel so stupid for not recognizing his tone immediately. No wonder such a short exchange felt intimate.
I arch my back and spread my knees farther apart. The cool touch of the grass on my forearms and shins is a welcome sensation.
“Th-this feeling is so strong,” I say. “You can’t tease me after giving me that, Kalla. Please don’t tease me.”
“Look at me and say that again.”
I look over my shoulder. He’s ready to pounce, fire in his eyes and a satisfied smile on his lips.
“Please don’t tease me, baby,” I whimper, pressing my pussy towards him so he can see what he’s done to me. I’m wet for him, throbbing, like I won’t be able to breathe until his cock’s inside me. “Fuck me now. Please, please, fuck me with that big cock until I pass out.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-EIGHT
KALLA
I’ve never actually seenthe saliva do its work. My eyes widen, shocked that the erotic scene before me is happening in real life rather than some horny dream. She called me ‘baby,’ which I’ve never heard before. Her hips are writhing in the air, her cunt’s on display. That first night I claimed her, I’m glad I didn’t do this. She’s out of her mind with desire.
My hormones thrum steadily like a second pulse.
I won’t tease her.
In fact, I want nothing more than to rut her with my cock to the hilt until I feel her orgasm around me.
I fall to my knees and grab her pretty, round flanks. I press my face right between them and take my tongue to her exposed slit. Her moans fill the night air as I lick up the juices. She’s soaked, and the desperate jerking of her hips spreads the wetness all over my face. My nose, lips, and chin are soon coated with her arousal.
My fingers find her pearl, and I circle it roughly.
