FAKE BRIDE OF THE ALPHA KING
Roxie's movements grew erratic, but she kept going, determined to get me off.
“I’m cumming, baby,” she panted, leaning down to kiss my neck, her tongue tracing my pulse.
I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer, pounding up into her with short, brutal snaps of my hips.
I could almost feel Briar's nails on my back, the way she'd dig in when she was close. That was what tipped me over. The image of Briar shattering on my cock, her cries echoing in my skull.
I came hard, groaning deep in my throat, my release spilling into Roxie in hot spurts. My hips jerked uncontrollably, cock pulsing as I filled her, the pleasure ripping through me like fire.
Hot Chapters