Page 19 of Property of Crypt Keeper

The corner of his full mouth lifted in a semblance of a grin. “Good.”

He stepped back, taking my hand in his and leading me toward the door of the building that I now realized was a bit bigger than I first thought.

Runes burned faintly along the exterior walls, and I involuntarily shied away.

“Sure you’re not scared?” he taunted, his warm breath tickling my ear and making me jump as I hadn’t noticed him stepping behind me.

“What is this place?” I asked, trying to sound calm and in control.

“My… sanctuary,” he replied before opening the door. Though there was something in his tone that said this small shack was more.

5

CRYPT KEEPER

My inner wolf was practically humming in pleased anticipation as I dragged her into the small building that served as both sanctuary and prison to me.

Once inside, I flipped on the light.

“Shabby chic?” the sexy little demon murmured in amusement.

Though I called her little, at an easy five-foot-eight, to most she would be considered tall.

Her hips swayed seductively as she sauntered over to the curtain on the wall. My muscles tensed as she reached to pull it back. I shot across the room and stilled her hand, but not before she’d seen what was behind it.

“Gideon?” she questioned, her brows pinching in the middle, and a sudden wariness crept over her demeanor.

“First, don’t call me that. Second, that’s not your business.”

A humorless bark of laughter burst forth from her full lips. “Not my business? Do you plan to lock me up in there?”

My chuckle was as false as hers as I wrapped my arms around her and brought her flush against my body. “Now why would I do that when we came here for something else entirely?”

“Mmm,” she purred as she wiggled her firm ass against my already hard cock.

Eager, I slipped my hands under the hem of her shirt and lifted it. She raised her arms for me to remove it, and I smiled. After tossing it to the side, I cupped her perfectly rounded tits and pinched her nipples.

My inner wolf was clawing at my insides in his attempt to get out. Much to his disgruntlement, I pushed him back down.

I moved one hand up to wrap around her throat. Keeping my strength carefully reined in, I squeezed as I whispered in her ear. “Are we calling a truce for the evening? Or do I need to worry that you’ll skewer me through the heart before I fill you with my cum?”

“Truce,” she panted as she arched her back, pressing her firm tit into my palm and her ass hard against my shaft.

“Good,” I replied as I spun her and lifted the short bit of fabric she called a skirt. Extending one claw, I hooked the back of her thong and sliced through it until the scrap of silk drifted down her legs.

Her slender hands were rapidly unfastening my belt and opening my jeans. She freed my cock and shoved the denim down to my hips. She wrapped her fingers around the girth and slowly stroked.

Using the same claw, I reached down and softly trailed it over her pussy lips. My middle finger found her dripping wet cunt, and I sheathed my claw to drive my fingers up into her. “So wet for me,” I murmured against her mouth before I kissed her while I stroked in and out of her slick hole.

When she wrapped one leg around mine, I removed my hand, licked the taste of her off it, and grabbed her ass. With one globe in each hand, I hefted her up and used my fingertips to spread her wide as I lined her opening up with the end of my dick.

“Yes,” she gasped when I slowly slid the end inside. As I dipped further inside to coat my shaft in her pussy juices, her thighs cinched down on me, and I realized I wasn’t truly in control. Instead of concerning me, it excited me. I lifted her slightly and brought her down as I snapped my hips, and I impaled her on my full length.

“Holy fuck,” I grunted as her walls clenched tight, squeezing my cock. Holding her close, I turned to brace her back on the wall. Not caring if she was comfortable, I withdrew and quickly thrust deep.

“Yes!” she screamed. Her head flung back and hit the wall.

A primal urge to possess and to control spread through me like hot honey. Slamming my mouth to hers, we kissed as if it were a battle. Tongues fighting for supremacy, we devoured one another. I fucked her hard and fast. Time after time, I buried my length into her greedy, pulsing pussy.