Page 12 of Out for Blood
Without warning, he shoves himself all the way inside of me.
The unexpected invasion sends a tremor through me.
I cry out as my body adjusts to his length.
His hands grip my hips, and he thrusts aggressively, mercilessly.
“Don’t be shy now, little reaper, let me hear those fucking noises you make with my cock inside you.”
My mind goes blissfully blank, there’s nothing left but the sensations and my unfiltered reactions.
The table moves.
I’m dizzy with the orgasm building.
He yanks another anal bead out.
Writhing all over the table, noises of satisfaction pour out of me.
“Don’t. You. Dare. Come.” He growls.
“I can’t,” I cry out.
He wrenches another anal bead out, and it almost sends me over the edge.
He settles over me, his hand coming up to my throat, fingers closing around it.
Choking me while he continues to fuck me.
Cutting off my airway, my vision fractures, blackness forms and my body thrashes instinctively.
“Oh reap, you know you only get to breathe when I tell you that you can.”
He snatches another anal bead out and lets go of my throat.
My lungs expand with a deep breath, and that tingling sensation starts in my lower back, my whole-body humming.
“Don’t stop,” a raw cry tears from me.
“I know you’re there, now beg to come all over my cock,” he pants.
“Please, please let me come!” I scream.
He drags the rest of the anal beads out at once and fucks me roughly, “Come, my dirty fucking girl,” Tyler growls.
I shriek his name loudly as I find my orgasm at the same time he does.
Still thrusting, he lets me ride the wave.
My body trembles as I come down from the overwhelming high.
He draws his dick out, the absence impossible to ignore and takes two of his fingers, shoving our come further inside me.
Then he ravages me with his tongue, licking and sucking.
I freeze, caught off guard, still sensitive from the orgasm.
After he finishes, my body goes limp from exhaustion. I couldn’t move even if I tried to.
