Well, fuck, okay. Apparently satisfied, she leaned down and kissed my neck, torturously inching her way down my front. She took her sweet time, and by the time she reached my hips, I was damn near ready to jump out of my skin.
I growled, “Suck it like a good girl.”
She stopped and flicked those baby blues at me. I could hear her heartbeat speed up, the sound threatening to drive me insane. “Say please.”
I blinked. “What?”
She grinned and sat back up. I twisted in frustration. She had been so. fucking. close. “I said beg, Your Highness.”
A growl escaped me, but not necessarily in irritation. She was testing her power over me. Little did she know she had always been in control here. “Please, doll,” I ground out.
She smirked at the win, but I added, “Only because you’ll be on your knees begging later.”
Her eyes widened for a heartbeat before she schooled her expression. She started working her way down my front again, then stopped. “What do you want, exactly?”
My wings trembled, a testament to how profoundly she was affecting me. “I want your mouth around my cock, now.”
She hummed, a playful smile on her lips. “Is that all?”
“No,” I hissed, jerking as she kissed just above where I craved her. “Iwantto break these fucking chains and bury myself in you until you scream.”
She clicked her tongue, then slid it teasingly up my shaft. I arched off the bed, a tormented moan escaping me. “Estrella,” I warned through gritted teeth.
Her glowing blue eyes met mine, the definition of sin, as she slid home.
“Fuck,” I whimpered, my voice nearly breaking.
I could process nothing but the exquisite sensation of her mouth enveloping me. My gaze locked on her as she descended, my cock hitting the back of her throat. The sound of her choking, the feel of her throat tightening around me, teetered me on the edge. I wouldn’t last long.
She released me with a gasp, trails of saliva glistening on her lips. I wanted to etch the image of her, teary-eyed and drooling, tongue wrapped around my cock, into my memory for eternity. “You’rebeautiful, doll, and you take it so well,” I purred.
Whether she would admit it or not, she thrived on praise. She wrapped her mouth around me again, battling for every inch. I rolled my hips, eager to hear her choke again, her teeth scraping against my shaft. The sweet sting of pain made me moan.
She pulled back, gasping for air. Her hand gripped me tightly, pumping with a deliberate rhythm. “You’re still holding back,” she said, licking the tip.
I moaned before responding, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, doll.”
She halted completely, pulling back a few inches. She was torturing me. My claws sank into the wood of the bed frame, and the chains groaned against my wrists. “Last time, your shadows engulfed the whole house. This won’t work if you’re holding back.”
“I could hurt you.”
She crawled up my front until our noses nearly touched. “You won’t hurt me.”
Our lips met, and I moaned, intoxicated by the taste of her messy kisses. I answered in her mind to keep the connection.No.
Yes,or I stop sucking you.
I don’t negotiate with terrorists.
She frowned and pulled back. “You didn’t hurt me when you rescued me and exploded. You won’t hurt me now.”
“How are you so sure?” My wrists twitched, yearning to redirect that bratty mouth.
“You once asked me to trust you, and I said I did. I still do.”
“You should trust me when I say this is a bad idea,” I replied, but I let my muscles relax. Fine, if this was what she wanted, she would have it. Anything for Her Majesty.
“Brace yourself.” A grin spread across her face, knowing she hadwon. Of course she had; I didn’t know why I bothered to fight.
