CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

STONE

“Get off me,” Zuri growled, shoving her hands against my chest, the heat of her cunt warming the front of my pants. She slammed her fists into my shoulders in a weak attempt to move me off her.

“You can do better than that,” I said.

She was playing with me now, but I didn’t blame her. She had spent all day fighting Carve, Sina, and Maxine, and now, she was facing me . And I wasn’t about to let her off easy, like everyone else had.

“Fight me.”

“I can’t!” she said. “Your dick is pressing against my pussy.”

“Don’t let that distract you.”

For a moment, she dropped her hands and glared up at me. “You’re an ass?—”

I dipped my head and pressed my lips against hers. She inhaled sharply, her fingers now curling into my muscular chest and her body relaxing against mine. I ground my hips further against hers and growled into her mouth.

“I could’ve killed you in eighteen different ways during our kiss,” I mumbled against her lips. “Stop getting distracted and fight me back, mate. I know you’re stronger than this. You wouldn’t let anyone plow into you like me, would you?”

She growled, “Don’t even say that.”

After taking one of her hands, I placed it against the bulge in my pants. “Fight. Back.”

She stroked my dick through my pants as I pushed against her cunt.

“Don’t let me make you come just from this,” I murmured. “Fight me.”

She scooched her hips back, but as she did so, I slipped my fingers around the waistband of her pants and pulled them off her. She sucked in a sharp breath, whimpering slightly, and reached down for her leggings.

I tore her pants apart with my claws and then fondled her wet cunt with my hand. She punched me straight in the jaw, sending me back a couple of inches, and scrambled to her feet, smirking down at me.

“Serves you?—”

A ferocious growl left my throat, and before she could say another word, I shot to my feet and sprinted toward her. She widened her eyes and turned on her heel, running straight through the forest, half-naked.

“S-Stone!” she shrieked. “I didn’t mean to hurt you!”

While she ran quicker than I had ever seen, I allowed her to make it a few more feet into the forest before I captured her by the waist, twirled her around, and pulled her into the air.

She grasped on to me, about to say some shit about how I should put her down, but I would have none of it, especially now.

“Sit on my cock, mate,” I purred, losing my pants and slamming myself deep into her hole.

She wrapped her trembling legs around me and whimpered in pleasure, her pussy squeezing around me. Grunting, I picked her up off me and dropped her on my dick again. And again. And again.

She seized my chin in one hand and a fistful of my hair in another, pulling my head back and staring down at me. “I hate you,” she growled, then kissed me hard on the mouth, sucking my tongue ring between her lips.

My dick swelled at the sensation. “How much?”

“So fucking much.”

I wrapped my arms underneath her arms and grabbed her shoulders, pounding her down onto me and getting as deep as I could inside her warm pussy. “Cute,” I purred into her mouth. “Is that why you’re about to come for me?”

After growling into my mouth, she yanked back my hair again. “I am not.”

“Getting feisty with me now? Are you finally ready to fight me, mate?”

“No, I’m?—”

Before she could finish her sentence, I pounded up into her so hard that I hit her cervix. She cried out—and I wasn’t sure if it was in pleasure or in pain—and gripped my shoulders.

“I’m not going to come,” she growled. “I’m not going to come. I’m not going to?—”

I pressed the head of my cock against her cervix, my cum spewing out into her cunt and hopefully getting her pregnant this time. So much of my cum pumped out of me that it filled her up and began running down her thighs.

“Only thing that matters to me is getting you pregnant with my pups,” I said.

Though she mattered more to me than that. But I wanted her to tip over the edge.

And like I had planned, she threw her head back and screamed in pleasure.