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“Yours.”

His cock pulses when I say that word, and a new bead of precum slides down to drip warmly over my clit. My eyes start to flutter at that sensation. I can’t resist poking the beast as we get closer to the cement beach that rises gently out of the pool.

“But you’re mine too, you know,” I add. “Which means you are going to give me what I want.”

“I’m going to make you choke on my cock for?—”

“Yes. Yes, make me choke on it. Pull my hair and fuck my face. But don’t you dare come down my throat. You save it for my pussy.” My nipples are stiff, poking through the thin fabric of my bra, and I rub them across his chest. His hair teases my sensitive skin, making my breasts feel more swollen and heavy than ever before. God, I ache for that massive tongue of his to lick them.

“You don’t get to decide?—”

“Yes, I do.” I smirk when Dev’s cock pulses despite his angry words.

His tone may argue that he’s in charge, but his dick can’t lie.

I grind against him, bringing my lips as close to the shell of his ear as I can get, considering he’s twelve feet tall in this form. “You’re going to stay in this form and let me take all of that giant dick. You’re going to make me take it, and you’re going to muffle my screams with your hand.”

I paint a picture that he can’t resist. The illusion of force. Of control.

With a roar, Dev’s hands reach up and lift me. His claw curls underneath the leg openings of my panties, slicing roughly through them and leaving the wispy thing floating away behind me on the surface of the water.

Then his mouth opens in a wild howl that bares his teeth as he slams me down on his cock. The fact that we’re in the water dulls the impact, and we both groan in frustration, because even though the stretch is epic, it doesn’t come with the friction or bone-pounding sensation we’re both craving.

He wants to be cruel, and right now, I’m salivating to feel that roughness. The madness. I want us both frenzied.

Despite his clear anger at Creep, Dev proceeds to the exact spot the blue monster suggested, probably because it's the only space in the entire room where we'll have enough room to lie down and fuck as angrily as we both need. He swims the remainder of the way one-handed, still pumping me up and down on his dick with the other. His thrusts are brisk and shallow, just enough of a promise of more to come to keep me edging closer to the promise of an orgasm.

Over his shoulder, I spot Creep swimming for my panties. My blue monster gathers them up and makes a show of deliberately licking right up the gusset as his shoulder pumps up and down, hand obviously wrapped around his cock beneath the water. He strokes off to my taste, lewdly and unashamed.

The sight makes me hot and even more determined to get what I want.

The heat of Dev's cock and the gentle friction between us in the water make my eyes roll back in my head. It’s a drawn-out teaseof sensation that goes on just long enough to leave me on the brink of madness.

The scent of him or of the saltwater, or the combination of the two, messes with my head, adding somehow to the experience. I keep drawing in deep breaths even though I swear my lungs are shrinking because I can't seem to get enough air. By the time we reach the cement bank at the edge of the water and Dev starts to wade up with me in his arms, I'm panting.

Lightheaded and clinging to him, I stare up at his muzzle. I nearly forget my diabolical plan as the unrelenting need to be fucked hard manifests in small, soft sounds. Not quite begging, but close. Needy moans.

God, I need to be held down and fucked within an inch of my life.

To my surprise, he sits down in the shallows, where water is still lapping around our ankles. He doesn't go up onto the completely dry bit of floor above. My legs are still wrapped around his waist, locked into place after being in one position for so long, and he ends up reaching out to gently unwind them. His soft palms slide up the outside of my calves, over my kneecaps, and then gently up my inner thighs.

Expectation sends a whimper up my throat, and my mind zooms ahead of his motions, already imagining what it's going to feel like when he cups me.

Massive palms that nearly match my thighs in width spread me wide before pushing me backward off his lap, off his dick.

No!

I land with a thump on the platform, the water breaking what otherwise might have been an uncomfortable fall.

But…but…

"You've been bad, Aliana." Dev is on his hands and knees, looming over me as dangerous and deadly as a nightmare.

Fuck. That shouldn't be hot. I should argue.

But my tongue gets tangled when his claw reaches down and swipes at my bra, severing it so that the cups fall open and display my breasts for him. My nipples are little ruby peaks and strain toward his mouth, my back arching without any conscious thought telling it to do so.

I blink up at him.

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