The Fall (The Lycans 7) - Page 43

He hit the back of my throat, and I gagged, pulling back and breathing through my nose roughly.

Tears started to stream down my cheeks as he grunted and kept up the hard force of fucking my face.

“Choke on Daddy.”

That shouldn’t have turned me on like it did, but it was like pouring gasoline on an already blazing fire.

I clamped my legs together and really started bobbing my head up and down on him, gagging every time he thrust up. My face was pressed to his groin to where I couldn’t breathe. But then he’d pull my head back with his hold on my hair and repeat the action all over again.

The sounds that came from him were like nothing I’d ever heard. They were fierce, as if I were with a wild animal instead of my mate.

His onslaught of mouth fucking me was never ending, but I wouldn’t have had it any other way. I was so turned on I felt delirious from it. And when I reached down and started sliding my fingers through my slippery folds, I moaned loudly around his dick.

“Go on. Show me how you play with yourself. But fucking look me in the eyes as you do.”

I ran my fingers over my clit and that was all it took for me to come. My jaw ached from sucking on him, and the pleasure almost had me stalling, pulling back so I could suck in great lungfuls of air.

But I never took my gaze off his eyes.

His hold on the back of my head was relentless as he kept thrusting up into my mouth, pushing his dick deep into my throat.

My face was a mess with tears as he yanked my head back suddenly, the sting of his hands pulling the strands enough to cause another round of pleasure to shoot throughout my entire body.

He started stroking himself as he leaned in, his gaze locked on mine, his teeth bared and his fangs long and extra sharp.

He groaned, orgasming and spraying cum all over my neck and chest, his focus dropping to my throat. I tipped my head to the side, offering it up, knowing he was so thirsty.

He struck like a cobra, sinking his fangs in deep, so hard I cried out for how painful it was. But that discomfort turned into euphoria.

I could hear him swallowing, deep mewling noises leaving Sebastian as if he’d never taste anything better than me.

I didn’t know how long we stayed connected like that, but then he broke away, breathing deeply, and leaned back in to drag his tongue along the wounds.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect. How did I get worthy to call you mine?” His words were so low I knew they were meant just for him.

He pulled back and I stared up at him in this hazy fog of post-euphoric bliss. I could feel his warm, sticky cum all over me, and didn’t move when he smoothed his thumb over my chin and neck, rubbing himself into me.

He rubbed it in like the nasty bastard he was, but here I was moving closer, wanting more of that perversion.

I was lifted off the ground and placed on his lap a second later, his big, strong arms around me as he cradled me, and I rested my head on his chest.

We stayed like that, neither speaking, and I felt myself dozing and leaning even farther against him at the sensation of him running his hand up and down my back and kissing my temple.

“When we get out of this fucking place I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight, sweetheart,” he murmured as he held me. “But don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get off at least twice before I let you rest.”

I laughed softly at that, but my body heated all over again. I felt damp from sweat and his cum, and sore from his fucking, yet ready for more.

I let myself just soak up this moment of relaxation and contentment. Ever since that first nightmare, where Sebastian had witnessed my freak-out, he’d insisted on holding me while we slept. And the nightmares… had stayed at bay.

I was smiling when he kissed the top of my head, which pulled another soft sigh from me.

“I’m moving you into my place and not letting you out of my room until I’ve fucked you unconscious.” He smoothed his hand up and down my back. “I don’t think I’ll let you leave the house. It’s the only way to make sure you’re safe.”

I snorted, but when he didn’t say anything else, and when I realized he’d had a serious tone, I lifted my head to look at him.

“Wait. What?” His expression told me he wasn’t being a cocky vampire male like usual. He was legit serious.

“I’ll end up killing any guy who so much as gets in your fucking vicinity.”

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