Honey
Moonlight ~ Ali Gratie
Shane was the devil’s incarnate, and it wasn’t the muscles, the fat cock, or the broad shoulders that did it for me. Although those things were very much appreciated. It was the luscious black locks, obsidian eyes, and lips wet from my kiss. Only moments before had I been trying not to cry out in pain as I sneaked between his thighs, but my body forgot that little tidbit as soon as it knew he wanted me again.
“W-wh—”
“I need that pretty little pussy wrapped around my cock and squeezing me for everything I’ve got. Oh? What was that?” Shane asked as he lifted his hand to his ear. His eyes darted to the right as he nodded.
“What?” I asked. Looking to the right to see what he’s looking at. He dropped his hand, his attention returned to me.
“Maximus agrees… ardently.”
“Does he?” I whispered.
“Mm… he demands we breed you, stuff you with so much of our seed it oozes from your swollen cunt.”
His words dripped like honey, and I was on my knees, eagerly lapping it up.
“Dear Goddess,” I gasped.
“Don’t pray to her. She can’t help you,” he teased. My mind was still on breeding while he mocked the Goddess. I didn’t think this man could get any better, but once again, he showed me he was every book girls’ dream come to life! And I got him all to myself. Goosebumps broke out across my arms and back as Shane’s hands made their way south.
“Would you like that, Princess?” The growl in his voice was a mix of beast and man. The dream I’d had of Max coming into my room and doing filthy things to me came to mind. Vaguely, I recalled his claws on my body before he pushed his come back inside.
“I…”
Yes, I would like that. Very much.
Shane’s hands grabbed an ass cheek each, and I arched my back, squishing my breasts against his chest. His thickness was the only thing between us. The sun’s rays filled the room and danced down my spine, but I was already hot. Shane leaned in, his lips against my ear sent shudders through me.
More. I needed more of him.
“Or did I put you out of commission last night?” His tone was low, his voice sinful. He was taunting me, but all I could think about was the wetness smearing against my belly. He was hard. For me. He needed me just as badly as I needed him. Yes, I was sore, bruised, and sure that if he fucked me hard one more time, I’d shatter into a million pieces. But the thought of riding him while he looked at me the way he was doing right now, like I hung the moon, was too good to pass up.
“No,” I breathed. My mate arched a brow as he smiled. His lips spread across his face, lifting his cheek bones, dimples peeked out from both sides, and his eyes crinkled. It was blinding—Shane’s smile was blinding.
“That’s my girl,” he cooed.
My stomach dropped, and I needed him to get to the breeding part. Now. Korra nodded her head as she mentally panted. He lifted me into the air until my breasts were in his face and his tip poked against my ass. My chest rose and fell with anticipation, and Shane nipped at my chin. He obviously had more patience than I did because he was taking his sweet damn time!
“Shane,” I whined.
“Oh, Adealine. I love it when you beg,” he groaned.
“If you love it so much, then give me what I wa—oh, fuck!” I screamed. Throwing my head back as Shane impaled me on his thick cock. He split me in half on only half of his cock. Moving me in a circular motion, he leaned down and kissed my neck, my jaw, my forehead.
“You’re so good for me,” he praised.
His words were an aphrodisiac, taking effect quickly. My body relaxed, and he eased in further. Lifting me up, he pulled out an inch and in as he lowered me. This time, easing two more inches.
“Your cock is so big. I feel like I’m being ripped in two,” I cried. Tears escaping and leaking down my face. He leaned forward, licking every one up like he was collecting them.
“And you take me so well. Just a few more inches and you’ll take all of me,” he murmured. Lifting me to the tip, I shook my head, only for him to shove me down, pushing into me, deeper, further, until he was so deep inside of me I didn’t know where he ended and I began.
“Shane,” I sobbed.
“I know, Princess. Hold on. I’ve got you.” His promise came out with a hiss.
I wrapped my arms around his neck as he moved me to his liking. Slow, but hard. He withdrew out of me inch by inch before he slammed me down on him. My breasts bounced, my mouth fell open, and his name was a plea on my lips as he speared into me. The pain gave way to pleasure, and I ground my hips as he moved me up and down. He let out a haggard breath as he thrust up into me.
“Adea, Adea, Adea,” he groaned as his body grew taunt and his biceps flexed as he lost himself in me. His pleasure pushed me closer and closer to the edge. There was something about the way his forehead screwed up as he chased that high my body gave him. Needing it more than my next breath of air, I picked up the pace, and he did the same as he drove into me.
Oh, Goddess.
“You feel so good, Shane.” I bounced on him, my breasts rubbing up and down against his chest. His claws dragged down my back, and I moaned as they pierced flesh. He rolled his head to the side, flashing me his marking spot. The mix of his thick thighs beneath me and his cock spearing into me from below was driving me insane. Korra was in a frenzy. She hadn’t met Max yet, but she was barking the same thing repeatedly.
Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
And Goddess, she was right.
Shane was mine.
All fucking mine.
And I needed him to know it.
I needed everyone to know it.
“Oh, Shane,” I moaned.
“I’m going to breed this pussy. Pump you full, and you’re going to take it like a good girl, aren’t you?” He growled.
Words failed me. All I could do was nod. My body wound so tight, my orgasm was right there. I dropped down his length, leaned forward, and sucked on his flesh. My pussy convulsed around him and stars danced across my vision.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Just like that,” he moaned.
I licked his salty skin and inhaled his smokey scent. His thrusts were hard and fast as he chased his orgasm. I sank my teeth into flesh and he roared as he held me down on his cock and pumped into me.