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🖤 Seductive Southern Hospitality - Part 3
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Skylar rode him with her tireless strength, gliding her beautiful body up and down on his hardness. Her heavy breasts swayed before Drake until he couldn’t take it anymore. He reached around her back and pulled her against him, sucking a stiff nipple into his overheated mouth with a deep hunger. He suckled her and moaned in the back of his throat.
She grabbed his head and pulled him against her. The vibrations from his tongue teased her and made her body tingle. She was so damn wet with need and loved the feeling of his immense swollen cock stretching her. Mmmmm… she should have tried fucking a Were like him before.
He squeezed her bouncing breasts in his hands, his mouth moving from breast to breast, sucking, nibbling, and gently biting. Fuck… She rode him harder and faster but wanted something new. She quickly rose up and off him before spinning around to present her heart-shaped ass. His hot hands slapped and squeezed her flesh as she wiggled before him. Then, she slowly sat down as Drake guided his slippery cock back inside.
Oh damn… The view of her full ass bouncing up and down in his lap was driving him insane. He wanted her so badly, and he needed to cum again. Wanted to fill her womb with his seed and claim her for his own.
Freja must never know of this moment.
He felt the beast rising again, and his sexual fury overcame him. Feeling mindless with his lust and heat, he put his hands around her waist and picked her up with his cock still buried inside. He effortlessly held in her mid-air as he turned her around and gently set her on her feet before pressing her back to guide her into the couch.
Skylar braced herself on the leather seat as Drake slammed into her with a fury she hadn’t felt in a long time. The Were was so fucking strong… Despite her power and healing ability, she would surely be sore and bruised tomorrow. A little gift from the evening that would trigger pleasant memories for days.
He could barely restrain the beast that wanted to emerge, especially now that he was in the most primal form of fucking that it loved. Claiming his mate from behind, owning her, and watching her body twist underneath his strength. Her long hair swayed, her delicate white neck arched, and the full curve of that ass he loved so much jiggled beneath him.
He growled and snarled. “Give me that pussy, Skylar! Push back into me. Take all of my fucking cock.”
He reached down and under her with one hand while holding onto her hips. His strong fingers found her slippery hard clit and began teasing her. She moaned and pushed back into him. Thrusting and rocking to match his pumping hips.
She groaned and panted. “Make me cum, Drake! Fucking make me cum now.”
The words drove him over the edge, and he slammed into her even harder with an energized passion to reach the crest of the wave they would climb together. He pressed more firmly and rubbed her harder in slick circles. He felt the energy buzzing through his body again, but he held it back.
He wanted to make her cum first.
Skylar began twisting and wiggling beneath his massive body as he fucked her. The feeling of his thick fingers was pushing her over the edge. The heat of his blood blossomed in her stomach, and his sweet taste was still on her tongue. Nothing could match the power of blood and sex magic flowing together.
A tingling surge began at the base of her spine and raced up to her skull, sending shivers across her ivory body. A clenching spasm knotted and released deep in her pussy as her orgasm flooded across her from head to toe. Her pussy pulsed as she squeezed and released his thick cock, over and over again.
Drake felt her gripping him, permitted himself to relax, and let the wave of his second orgasm race across his energized body. It was more intense and exquisitely painful than before. He growled and groaned as he unleashed his seed deep into her. He pulled her curvy hips against him to bury himself entirely and let his cum flow into her again.
He stood motionless and let his racing heart calm down. She eased forward and let his glistening cock slowly slide out of her before turning to sit on the couch, her stomach rising and falling as she panted to recover her breath.
Smiling up at him, she said, “Well, my large friend, that was something else. I think we sealed our alliance quite nicely, don’t you? Now, let’s see if my people can find you some appropriate clothing for your trip home.”
Drake walked back into the front hallway, fully dressed in the borrowed clothing they had brought him. They were a little small but would do. He really didn’t want to know where they came from.
Skylar looked into his eyes as they shook hands. “I have no issues being the enemy of the desert Were pack. You and I may be bonded, but that will never change ancient history. Our kind can never truly be allies forever. You know that, right? If I have to choose between my people and yours, you will always end up being food.”
Drake cocked his head and smiled at her. “Understood. And I may put aside my preference for a T-bone and make an exception to eat you—if it comes to that.”
She shook her head, then gave him a twisted smile. “Uh huh, we both know better than that, right? By the way, tell Freja I said Hi!”
He chuckled and winked, blowing her a kiss before disappearing through her front door into the foggy southern night.
She shook her head as she watched him leave. Fucking Weres… She wanted to hate them all. But that damn primal beast side made some of them just too damn deliciously fuckable.
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