Primal Pursuit

He brings the knife back up, and tears burn my eyes as I push down, trying to choke the life from him.

“Do it,” I hiss.

“Okay.”

Davian doesn’t slice open my throat. Instead, he brings my head down, his hands taking hold of my face to guide it in, and he kisses me as my choke hold on him just crumbles to dust.

His lips are soft, his kiss slow. He seduces me down into nothing but desire that flows over me in a sea of pleasure. And I’m kissing him back, our tongues dancing a slow and sensuous tango as I fall into him. He swallowsmy little moans as he takes my mouth, melting every rough and hard edge of me.

I thought he could kiss before, but that was nothing compared to this.

It’s a kiss for the ages, warm, full of spice and desire and need.

I’m lost. Ruined. Destroyed by this man’s kiss alone.

He slides one hand down my back and up under the flip knee-length skirt of my dress. I’m not wearing panties, and he goes still for a nanosecond as his fingers dip under my ass to my bare pussy.

The kiss deepens down into the dirt and mud of us, the animal needs beating like live things. His tongue flicks in and out of my mouth as his hand travels up, rubbing and pinching before he comes down to bite my throat.

His hand shakes as it comes back around the front and he tries to work the belt and the button on his pants.

“Oh, fuck me, Poppy. Help a brother, sweet thing.”

We both fumble with his pants, and there’s a sigh of desperation that rushes past my lips when I free his cock. I don’t care that I was just trying to hurt him, gut him, kill him. I need Davian Stark inside me as much as I need air. Maybe more.

I lift myself so he can position himself at my entrance before I sink onto him, both of us moaning out loud. I’m so wet he doesn’t need too much of a push, and my body stretches for him like it wants to become one with this beautiful monster.

“Your pussy is as tight as you are lethal, Rabbit.”

I throw my head back, my hair hitting my shoulders as the blunt pressure between my thighs makes my toes curl.

“My little whore, burying her knees in the dirt to fuck me.”

I begin to move on him, feeling his cock rub against my inner walls, and he drags my mouth back to his as his hand shifts to my hip to control my body.

“No way I’m lasting long if you keep riding me like a slut. Fuck.” He sucks air through his teeth, fingers digging into my waist as he forces me down on him hard.

He thrusts deep, and each time he hits where it aches it rocks me with an impact that sinks through my core and into bone.

I cry out into his mouth, and he just keeps kissing me like a hungered beast who finally has his meal. His panting breaths fuel me, knowing he wants me just as badly as I want him. We’re both incapable of stopping this fucking train wreck between us.

I rise and fall on his thick cock, all the way down and up, and I can feel him…everywhere. His lips burn into my skin as he nips and grabs me, his fingers now curling in my hair. I cry out loud each time I plunge down on him. The intensity of the moment blots out everything else, and all that remains is pleasure.

The pace quickens as my body starts to squeeze him and he hits deeper into me, hard and furious, the grass below us crunching with each frenzied thrust.

“I’m about to cream your cunt, Rabbit.”

“Then fucking do it.”

He comes. Hard. A low, guttural growl tearing from his throat. It sets off my own orgasm, and each twitch and spurt of his cock ignites another euphoric spasm rocking me from within.

I lose my breath as I collapse onto him, every sensation like fire.

“I thought you wanted to choke me, Rabbit.” He’s still hard. Still inside me. “Not the way I was expecting. But hey, choke my dick with any of your fine holes any time.”

I lift myself up and wrap my hands around his throat again, squeezing, my breath coming out in hot bursts.

This time he shows his power.