Chapter 29 Fucked In The Woods (8)

Chapter 29 Fucked In The Woods (8)
—•LUCIA•—

I watched the Rogue King’s eyes shift instantly.

He didn't wait. He didn't hesitate.

He pounced on me like a predator claimed by hunger.

His mouth crashed against mine with a force that stole my breath, his body pressing me down into the cool stone floor.

I gasped into the kiss and he swallowed the sound, his tongue sweeping past my parted lips to taste me.

His weight settled over me, heavy and warm and impossibly solid.

A desperate need flared in my chest, and my arms wound tightly around his neck, anchoring him to me as I pulled him closer.

As close as I could humanly get him.

He kissed me like he was starving.

Like I was the first meal he'd been offered in a century.

His lips moved against mine with a desperate, consuming hunger, and I matched him beat for beat, kiss for kiss.

My fingers tangled deep into his dark hair, tugging hard enough to tear a low groan from his throat that vibrated directly into my mouth.

His heavy hands gripped my shoulders, pressing me down until my bare back met the cold stone.

The sudden chill bit sharply into my heated skin, making me shiver.

He settled heavily between my spread thighs, the thick, hard weight of his cock pressing right against my aching, wet pussy as he pinned me completely in place.

He broke the kiss, leaving my lips slick and swollen, and I whimpered at the sudden loss of his mouth.

"Shh," he breathed, his golden eyes locked on mine. "I've got you."

His lips trailed to my cheek next, leaving a kiss so gentle it made my chest ache.

He lingered there, pressing featherlight kisses along the curve of my cheekbone, while his cock ground down against my pussy folds.

My eyes fluttered shut as his mouth moved to my jaw.

He traced the line of it with his wet lips, trailing scorching heat down to the sensitive, raw spot just beneath my ear.

When he sucked and kissed me right there, a violent shudder wracked my entire body, making my pussy clench.

"Mhmm," I breathed, the helpless, needy sound slipping out before I could stop it.

He hummed against my skin, pleased, and continued his delicious descent.

His lips found my neck and I arched up into his heavy frame, baring my throat on instinct.

Slowly, he kissed the column of my throat, lingering over my racing pulse point.

I felt his wet tongue flick out and taste my sensitive skin there, and my hips bucked involuntarily, grinding my soaked pussy hard against his stomach.

"Fuck!" I whispered.

His mouth trailed down to my collarbone, pressing wet, open-mouthed kisses along the ridge of bone before sliding lower, between my breasts, where he paused to breathe me in.

His hot, heavy exhale fanned across my bare sternum, making my nipples tighten painfully, aching and throbbing for his attention.

He didn't stop there. His lips continued their torturous path downward, pressing wet kisses along my ribs and the soft flesh of my belly.

The moment he pressed his hot mouth just below my navel, every muscle in my abdomen seized.

"Uhhh… Ohh," I gasped, my stomach clenching hard.

Lower still, my pussy clenched too, dripping wet with an empty, desperate throb that made me whimper and want to beg him to put his cock inside me.

He felt it. Of course he fucking felt it.

His golden eyes flicked up to meet mine, and the dark, knowing look in them made my face burn with heat.

"Does it feel good?" he murmured, his lips brushing my sensitive skin as he spoke.

I couldn't answer.

My voice had abandoned me completely.

His mouth traced a burning path down my hip bone, then across the sensitive crease where my thigh met my pelvis, lapping at the stray drops of my wetness.

He kissed the inside of my thigh, first the left, then the right, his tongue dragging against my skin until my legs trembled on either side of his broad shoulders.

I spread my legs wider, desperate for his mouth on my pussy.

His gaze never left my face.

Those golden eyes watched me with an intensity that made me feel like I was the only thing in the world that existed to him.

Like nothing else mattered. Like he was cataloging every tiny reaction, every gasp, every tremor.

Without breaking eye contact, he lowered his head, parted his lips, and took my clit directly into his mouth, sucking hard.

A sharp, shocked cry tore from my throat. "Auuhhh!"

He sucked, gently at first, drawing my clit into his mouth, and a sensation unlike anything I had ever felt before rocketed through my body.

It was electric.  

It was fire and lightning and pure, concentrated pleasure all at once, scrambling every thought in my head until there was nothing left but him, his hot mouth, and the dirty things he was doing to my body.

His tongue flicked out and teased my clit with a quick, darting stroke.

The sensation made my hips jerk violently off the stone floor, painting his lips with my slick wetness.

"Mmph!" The sound that came out of me was loud. Louder than I'd ever been in my life.

My hand flew to my mouth, slapping over my lips to muffle the noise.

The rogue king pulled his mouth from my pussy and lifted his head. "Don't cover your mouth."

He wrapped his hand around my wrist, gently tugging my palm away from my mouth.

I shook my head frantically, my cheeks flaming with heat. "I can't. The sounds, they're so—"

"I want to hear your moans." He brought my hand down and pinned it to my hip, his grip firm. "Please. I want to hear them. They sound so fucking sexy."

He stared at me, his golden eyes wide and pleading.

I couldn't believe it—that he was begging to hear me moan while he devoured my fucking pussy.

I stared back at him for a long moment, my chest heaving, my naked body trembling with raw, desperate need.

"Okay," I breathed finally, the word escaping on a heavy sigh of surrender.

His lips curved into a smile, transforming his scarred face into something almost boyish, and my heart stuttered in my chest.

He looked handsome. Devastatingly handsome.

"Good girl," he murmured, his breath scorching my skin before he lowered his head and ruthlessly devoured me.

His mouth sealed hungrily over my soaking pussy, eating me like I was his last meal on earth.

His wet tongue licked a heavy, broad, flat stroke straight up my swollen slit, drawing a shattered moan from my throat.

Loud and completely unrestrained, the raw sound echoed off the cave walls.

“Gruhhh!” He groaned hard against my pussy, the deep vibration of his throat making me gasp as it thrummed directly against my nerves.

His tongue delved deep between my slick folds, greedily licking, stroking, and exploring every sensitive inch of my pussy.

He completely enclosed my throbbing clit into his mouth, sucking it deeply while frantically flicking the hypersensitive bud with the sharp tip of his tongue, and my back violently arched off the floor.

"Fuck, fuck," I chanted, my voice high, breathy, and dripping with desperation. "Oh. Damn, that feels—nnh—so fucking good."

He licked lower, burying his face deeper until his thick, wet tongue pressed hard into my aching entrance.

A raw, guttural sound ripped from my chest, and my hands flew to his head, fingers tangling tightly in his dark hair, as I ruthlessly pushed him down harder against my soaking pussy.

He didn't resist.

He just let me take control, guiding him as I pressed his face deeper and deeper into my pussy while he sucked my throbbing clit with renewed, predatory fervor.

The heavy suction was perfect, the agonizing pressure just right and I fucking loved it.

As his tongue flicked rapidly and aggressively against the swollen, hypersensitive bud, I cried out so loud I had to bite my lip to keep from shaking the whole cave apart.

"Ahhh! Yes, yes, right there, don't stop, please don't fucking stop—"