Page 170 of The Devil We Crave
“Baby me,” I whisper.
“Wasn’t planning on it.”
I swallow as he moves onto the foot of the bed.
“I don’t want you to handle me with kid gloves.”
“Literally thelastway I plan on handling you, little prey,” he murmurs. I gasp sharply as he rips the covers aside, grabs one of my ankles, and yanks me down across the bed.
Electricity sizzles up my spine.
“Don’t you dare pity?—”
“Pity is what you give someone who lost,” he growls. He reaches up, grabs the waist of my panties roughly and half-rips them down my legs. “You didn'tlose, Yelena. He didn't take anything from you."
He grips my thighs with his big, strong hands and looks straight into my eyes from between my legs.
“So, no, little prey. I’m not going to pity you. Or baby you. Or go easy on you.”
He suddenly grabs my legs, flips me violently onto my stomach, and then yanks me further down the bed toward him.
“But what Iamgoing to do…”
I yelp when his palm smacks my bare ass, hard. He does it again to the other cheek, then spanks the first again before returning to the second, making the first smack sting even hotter.
“Isdevouryour fucking pussy. Ass in the air,right now.”
A shiver ripples up my spine as I arch it, feeling my face heat. His hot breath teases over my stinging cheeks and the backs of my thighs, and I squirm under the intensity of his gaze on me, feeling so naked and exposed.
“Reach back and grab your ass.”
My breathing comes faster as I obey, my fingers going to my stinging cheeks.
“Now show me those pretty fucking holes, baby.”
My face is throbbing with heat as I spread myself wide for him.
“Good girl.”
Any sense of shame, or trepidation, or regret about telling him melts when he slowly drags his tongue from my clit through my lips and then to my asshole, making me squeal into the sheets as I squirm under his mouth.
He growls into me as he dives back to my clit, wrapping his lips around the throbbing nerve endings and sucking gently as he swirls his tongue around. I moan into the bed, shuddering with pleasure as heat creeps up my spine.
My eyes squeeze shut as he forces his tongue deep inside me, fucking me with it as he slaps my ass again. He grabs my hips, pulling me back against his mouth as he takes my clit between his lips again.
Achilles’ tongue drags back and forth against it, driving me higher and higher as he groans into my pussy, messilydevouringme until my legs are shaking and my hands are balled to fists as they clutch the sheets.
“Achilles—!”
I scream into the bed, my spine snapping straight as I explode against his tongue. The wetness of my orgasm floods my thighs, making him groan even louder and keep tonguing my throbbing clit as I tumble into another release.
“Oh fuck?—”
I whimper when he kneels behind me and grabs a fist of my hair at the nape and tugs it tight, making my back arch as he slaps my tender ass with his heavy, swollen cock. He growls quietly as he drags the thick head between my lips and centers it at my opening, keeping me writhing on the bed and curling my toes as he teases me without actually sliding in.
“Let's just say, little prey,” he growls, giving my hair another sharp tug that makes me moan before his palm smacks my ass, “that the next time you ask me about taking it easy on you, or babying you…”
His grip on my hair tightens so much that fireworks explode in front of my eyes.
