Calling on the Reaper (The Reapers #1)

by Haley Tyler

“Yes!” Her eyes were closed, her mouth open. A look of pure ecstasy covered her face, one I’d never seen before, and fuck if it didn’t turn me on even more. “I’ve dreamed about your dick for weeks.” “Yeah?” I stared down at my cock sliding in and out of her cunt, at her stretched pussy lips, and the way they molded perfectly to my size. “You make yourself come to the thought?” “Yes,” she groaned. “Every night.”

“That’s my girl.” Her pussy tightened again, and I gripped her hair harder. “This pussy is so fucking good.”

“It’s yours,” she rasped. “All yours, whenever you want it.” “I know,” I growled as I slapped her ass. “I already know I own you.” She moaned, then dropped one hand and slid it down her body between her legs. “That’s it, ba...

“Come for me,” I growled in her ear. “Come for your master.” Her pussy tightened around me and her mouth opened in a silent scream as her eyes rolled back. I fucked her through her orgasm, my hand still tight around her throat.

“That’s it, baby. Fight me. You know it turns me on.” I dipped down, pressing my lips to her neck.

“So, fuck me until you’re not mad anymore.” Her hand tightened on mine, but I easily pushed my fingers under her panties, finding her wet.

“Think you can take my cock down your throat, little bird? Or am I too big for you?”

“You’re going to suck my cock like a good little slut, right? No teeth?”

I wanted all of her attention on me. I wanted to see her face, her eyes, her mouth—I wanted to watch her when I shoved my dick down her throat.

“That good, baby? You like how your Master’s cock tastes?”

“Eyes on me,” I grunted, thrusting my hips forward. “Open your mouth. I need down your throat.”

“That’s it. Take it, little bird.”

“Relax your throat. That’s it. That’s fucking it.”

Her pussy clamped around my dick, and I pulled out before she could come. She cried out in protest, and when I slapped her across the face, her eyes widened in shock.

“I said you can’t come,” I growled as I slammed back inside her. “If you do,” I pulled almost all the way out, “you won’t sit for a month. I’ll blister your ass.” I bottomed out and she screamed, her back arching up into me.

“Fuck, yeah,”

“Reaper or mortal, you’re all the same, huh?”

“Not my fault you have nice tits,” he said, taking a step toward me.

“I fell in love with you when I saw you ride your dildo while you choked yourself with a scarf,” he said seriously.

“What the fuck? You saw that?” I shook my head. “That can’t be the moment. Choose a different one.”

“Nope,” he said, grinning. “That’s the moment. I saw you make yourself come, and I thought, ‘yeah, that’s the g...

“Fuck, you’re tight,”

“Does that feel good, baby? My cock stretching your tight little cunt?”

“That’s it. Let me hear you.”

“Fuck this. I’m not going to last that long. Take your clothes off.”

“Fuck, that’s it. My little bird’s pussy is magic.”

“Fuck, come on my cock,”

“Fuck, I need you to come for me. Now, little bird.”