Kit & Rogue (The Sons of Dusty Walker) by Sable Hunter, The Sons of Dusty Walker Read Free Book Online Page A

he could get it. All of that erotic energy directed at her was heady, her pussy flexed and her breath caught. “Now, please, I can’t wait any longer.” She wanted to give him everything, and she wanted to take what he seemed so eager to give.
    A wild emotion flooded his soul. Delving between her legs, he checked Kit’s readiness. Rogue smiled when he found her creamy and wet. “Hold on, doll.” With one powerful thrust, he speared inside of he r – deep and strong, pinning her willing body to the hard surface behind her. Holding her gaze, Rogue began to hammer, pumping his hips, his thick cock moving in and out–in and out. Kit tossed her head, she was being impaled–fucked–and she wanted it, every primitive pulse.
    Rogue was mindless with need. He took Kit, savoring her. Tasting. Touching. Fucking, God–fucking. Being inside of her, sliding his swollen dick in and out of her soft wet pussy was paradise. With unsurpassed greed, he consumed her.
    She wasn’t passive, not by a long shot. Kit clung to him, rocking, riding his cock even as he stroked in and out of her–over and over again. Tension coiled in her belly, setting fire to her loins. One delicious quiver after another radiated upward from her clit to her nipples. Curling her fingers over his shoulders, she held on, her whole body was cocked and primed to explode. “Rogue!”
    Bucking against her, his cock sinking rhythmically into the well of her vagina, he closed his eyes in ecstasy. He buried his face in her neck, her dark waterfall of hair covered their faces, cocooning them behind a curtain of intimacy.
    Kit hovered on the edge of reality, the burn and stretch of his possession made her heart pound. As he forged into her body, an orgasm built, rising as a silent scream of bliss erupted in a gasp. Flexing her vagina around his hard cock, she massaged him. His groan of praise caused sparkles of delight to sizzle through her pussy. Her womb clenched, demanding more. Kit tightened her legs around him, pushing back, begging for more. Almost…almost… “Harder, baby, fuck me harder!”
    As her body shivered against his, her pussy muscles contracting around him, Rogue growled, “I don’t want to hurt you.” He placed a hand behind her head to absorb the blows of his body against hers.
    “The only way you’ll hurt me, is if you stop,” she keened, “or leave me.”
    “Never,” he whispered, pushing toward that goal, the fiery satisfaction that awaited them both. “You’re so tight.” He plowed into her, thrusting feverishly, giving over to the irresistible urge to cum. He tensed, letting out a low urgent curse as his cock jetted seed into the warm depths of her pussy.
    Kit felt him let go and her body responded, shattering, plummeting into the depths of euphoria. She trembled in his arms as pulse after pulse of ecstasy flooded her body. After the aftershocks waned, she relaxed against him, kissing his chest, rubbing her face against the fur covered muscle. His arms came around her and he picked her up, carrying her to bed where he laid her down gently. She held up her arms. “Lie with me,” she entreated him.
    “Soon, baby.” He went to the sink and wet a wash cloth, then returned to gently clean her. “I messed you up.”
    Kit laughed. “No, you satisfied me.”
    Rogue felt his heart swell almost to bursting. “I hope so. I hope I always can.” He loved the way she looked in the moonlight, her face shining with an ethereal beauty. “Give me a second.” He returned to the bathroom, did his business, coming back to join her. He crawled underneath the covers and arranged her body to his, spooning her. “Sleep, beauty, know that you’re loved.”
    Kit sighed with happiness, closing her eyes to dream.
    Hours later, a jolt opened Kit’s eyes. What had just happened? She lay still, her body nestled against Rogue’s. Where their cabin was located, the throb of the engine could be felt and if everything was quiet, she could hear the