Chapters (37)
- Title Page
- Table of Contents
- Dedication
- About This Book
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Epilogue
- About the Author
- Excerpt The Tangle of Awful
Her eyes dart up to meet mine and they flash with pleasure. So goddamn gorgeous. And mine. I’ve claimed her and I’m not letting her go. She purses her puffy pink lips and then parts them to kiss the leaking tip of my cock. A sound of pleasure purrs from her as her tongue laps at my pre-cum.
“I like how you taste,” she says, hot breath fanning over my sensitive flesh. “So good.”
She takes me deep into her mouth. My eyes roll back in sheer bliss. Her mouth is hot and slick. It takes restraint for me not to buck my hips and fuck her tight little throat. I fist my hands in her hair to keep control of the situation. She sinks deeper and her throat constricts with a gag that has her slobber running down the underside of my dick.
I’m too damn big to fuck her throat. Hell, her teeth are dangerously scraping the skin around my cock as it is, but it doesn’t stop me from imagining what it’d feel like.
She pulls back, sucks in a breath, and then goes back to pleasuring me with her perfect mouth. I could spend hours just like this, but I want more. I want my dick buried inside her and my tongue owning hers.
I want to consume her.
“Good girl,” I praise. “Now get up here. I need your sexy mouth.”
She allows me to pull her up to her feet, my grip still tight on her hair. Once she’s standing, I dip my mouth to hers, kissing her slick lips. I slide my palms down to her ass and squeeze. Since she’s so small, I easily lift her and guide her to my dick.
“Ease me in, sweetheart.”
She fumbles for my cock and then positions the head at her wet pussy. As soon as I’m angled the right way, I push down on her hips while thrusting my hips up. I bury myself to the hilt in one hard buck of my hips.
“Ahh!” she cries out, fingernails digging into the backs of my shoulders. “Oh God!”
“Mine,” I growl. “You’re fucking mine.”
She nods and then her head falls back against the wall as she loses herself to ecstasy. I drive into her hard, not able to take her softly or sweetly. This is a proclamation. Feral and filled with animalistic need.
Mine. Mine. Mine.