I grip her hips tightly and drive into her repeatedly. She moans in one long string of curses, her ass tightening around me as she explodes. Roaring, I yank my cock out of her ass, not giving her what she desires because she didn’t say what I wanted. Instead, I aim my cock at her red ass cheeks.
I splatter my cum across her ass, watching as it splashes there like a warning. The minotaur will be able to smell it and that makes me grin as I watch it drip down her cheeks to her pussy, mingling with her cream. Using my other hand as she lies there gasping, I cup some of the cum and stick my fingers in her pussy, pushing it deep inside her. I do it several times, and she cries out my name and begins to press back to meet me again, wanting more.
“Yours, yours, yours,” she chants.
“Good girl,” I murmur, dropping to my knees. Uncaring about my cum dripping from her pussy, I drag it to my face and lap at her wet heat.
Licking up her wet center, I taste my saltiness and her sweetness, making me groan as I circle her clit before pressing my tongue inside her. She pushes back into my face, forcing me deeper, her pussy clamping on my tongue.
Humming, I do it again and again, licking and pressing her clit with quick flicks of my tongue before dipping it inside her. Before I know it, she’s coming on my face, her pussy clenching down on my tongue, trying to keep it inside her as she falls forward from the force of her release.
Sitting back, I watch her raw, cream and cum covered pussy as she pants. Her legs are jelly and not offering much stability. She turns and slips to the floor in front of me, her breasts high and tight, nipples hard, mouth red, eyes wide and hazy from pleasure. Dawn looks so fucking beautiful, even more stunning knowing my cum is spread across her pussy and ass.
She reaches over and grips my chin, forcing my gaze to hers. “I missed you, but you need to learn how to share, my love, or at least not kill them,” she murmurs in a playful tone, and then turns serious. “I am yours, Griffin, that’s true, but you don’t own me, you can’t. I promised myself that wouldn’t happen ever again.”
“I promised never to love again,” I blurt out, and then my eyes widen in horror as hers soften, searching mine.
“Your mother?” she asks, and I nod. “Oh, baby, I’m sorry, but I will never leave you, not like that. We are forever, Griffin, so stop trying to fight it.”
“My mother would have loved you. She was a fighter too, even until the very end. Her loyalty got her killed, Dawn, and I fear it will be your downfall as well.” I turn my face away, not wanting her to see the fear there, but she grabs it and draws it back. Her eyes are on fire and alive with purpose, determination, and something beyond even us...destiny.
“I will always be loyal. I will never walk away, even when the path is filled with obstacles, Griffin. We are together now, no one can stop that.” She leans closer and kisses me so softly and sweetly, I feel a crack in my twisted black heart, a shard of light shining in. Pulling away, she rests her forehead against mine. “When you’re ready, I would love to hear about her, about the woman who raised the man I love.”
“Vasculo.” I suck in a breath and she grins.
“Don’t tell me the big, bad angel fears love?”
“Yes, don’t you?” I whisper.
“Yes, it terrifies me, but that fear lessens when I look in your eyes, every time you reach for me, and every time you hold me tight. It’s my greatest fear and biggest hope,” she divulges and then sighs. “I guess we should talk about the main thing here though—what’s next?”
I nod, drawing her closer, needing to feel her in my arms. “We have a plan.”
“So do I.” She laughs and pulls back to see my face. “Tell me yours, and I’ll tell you mine.”
“Dirty girl,” I tease, and she snorts.
I can feel the madness settling at her proximity and it allows me to breathe easier. I outline our idea and she frowns. “How did you get in anyway? Did you kill everyone?” she inquires, and it makes me sit taller that she thinks so