There Is No Devil Sinners Duet Book 2 By Sophie Lark-pdfread

But nothing about Mara disgusts me. The dirtier our sex, the more it arouses
me.
With Mara, I see it, I want it, I crave it.
I give in to my impulses. I lose myself in the frenzy.
I’m a wild animal, utterly unhinged.
This is the closest I get to the feeling of killing, only a thousand times better,
because I’m not alone in it. Mara is right here with me, equally as wild,
equally as feral. She’s choking on my cock, trying to swallow it whole, while
I fuck her pussy and ass with my tongue, one after the other, back and forth.
She gives in to me completely, and that’s the greatest rush of all, that moment
of submission, when I know she’s lost in pleasure, she can’t think or fight
anymore. She can only moan and beg for more.
I go back to her clit, her hips clamped between my hands, using all my
strength to force her to ride on my tongue.
She starts to cum, moaning around my cock, and then screaming as the
orgasm rips through her, the hardest I’ve seen her have from oral alone. Her
whole body shakes, and her teeth scrape my cock, so sharp that I’m worried
she might bite it off.
Then she goes limp, rolling over on the bed, hands flopping overhead, nipples
pointing up to the ceiling.
“Holy shiiiiiiit,” she groans.
“I told you not to tease me.”
I scoop her up in my arms, rearranging her on the pillows so her head is at the
top of the bed, her feet down.
Her limbs are warm and heavy, her pupils dilated until I can hardly see the
thin ring of silver around the black.
“You feeling that yet?” I ask her.
“Yeah, I’m feeling it,” she says, her voice soft and dreamy. “Eat my pussy,
Daddy … send me into outer space …”