Page 50 of Brutal Birthright

A pounding rhythm in her ears drowned her sanity. Dragged under with each whoosh of heated blood.

“I—I don’t know if I would be able to stop if it was more than just this once. But I couldn’t do that to my sister. There’s no way I would go against her wishes.”

His eyes dropped closed and he sucked in a ragged breath. Agreement? Or something in close enough proximity to that.

Rowan of Nocturne was wild and untamed. But fiercely loyal to those who earned his trust; that much was evident in her time knowing the man. Spirits, that turned her on more than anything. Seeing how much he wanted this and what it did to carve him up into pieces shouldn’t be as satisfying as it was.

Her pussy hummed with delight at knowing he wanted her as badly as she wanted him.

“One time,” he murmured. Looking down at her through hooded eyes.

Ri’s stomach did backflips. Her thighs trembled. She bit down on her bottom lip and his eyes locked on her mouth with a breathtaking fierceness.

This was a man intent on devouring her alive.

Not gentle. No. She didn’t want that. If this was her only opportunity to have this moment, Ri wanted him.

She slid down the wall to her knees. Watching the flare of his magic illuminate a silvery glow in the air around them. His breathing became more ragged as she reached out and smoothed her palms up his thighs.

Those impossibly strong arms of his still rested up against the wall, trapping her between his spread legs and the solid surface at her back.

Ri wasn’t submissive by nature. Far from it. But Rowan released something inside her that felt right to give him this position while she still maintained her own power. The kind that she could easily wield even from her knees.

Knowing how eagerly he watched her was a rush. Having his eyes on her was always an intense and slightly unnerving experience. But now… here… like this… she felt like she could soar straight to the moon and back on pure adrenaline.

All she needed now was his filthy words. The ones she knew would be coming any moment. His darkness flickered out and made her shiver in the fucked up kind of way she longed to be treated.

Rough. Demanding. Bossy. Degrading.

When paired with his raw desire, those things did something to her.

Wound her up and made her come alive in the most pleasurable kind of way.

Sliding her hands down his muscled thighs, Ri dipped her head lower still, all the while tilting her chin back to keep her eyes on him and relishing every searing drop of heat in his gaze. A muscle ticked wildly in his jaw. Tension radiated off him in waves as he studied her movements like an apex predator. There was only going to be so long before he snapped and she planned on winding him as tight as possible.

Ri tucked her hair over one shoulder, then bent down and placed a kiss to the toe of his heavy boot. A feral noise rumbled around the dark room like thunder, and her inner walls clenched. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter with every second on her knees for him. Then, moving across to the other boot, she did the same before raising her eyes back to meet his.

Pure, dark menace and barely caged lust swirled beneath his heavy brow.

She swallowed a hum of pleasure.

Still on her knees, Ri moved to unfasten his trousers, letting his rigid cock spring free. At the sight of him, her mouth watered. Rowan was everything she’d begged for in her dreams and more. Thick and veined and leaking a bead of pre-cum from the swollen tip.

He hissed out something that sounded like an ancient curse, then took one of his giant hands off the wall and fisted himself. Stroking along his length as he gazed down at her with something unreadable in his expression but an aura about him that sent a throbbing heartbeat straight to her clit.

She wet her lips, but waited. Unblinking.

Rowan studied her. The pulse still working in his jaw. But something flared in his eyes that made her feel like she’d just been showered with silent adoration.

And she’d give anything to feel that sensation tumble through her body again.

But the moment shifted quickly.

He moved with lethal speed. Using the other hand now to spear in her hair, he yanked tight against her scalp. Shit, if that didn’t send a fresh flood of wetness to her already-soaked pussy.

“So eager to get on your knees.” A sneer tugged at the corner of his lips. Fuck, yes. This was the side of Rowan she wanted tonight. “Open up and put that smart mouth of yours to work.”

Fisting the head of his cock, he smeared the pre-cum along her mouth, then tapped at her bottom lip. Still keeping her held exactly where he wanted her.

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