Page 23 of Flames of Ruin

Shado’s eyes grow wide, “Ummm…what’s your ‘not’ girlfriend doing?”

He smirks, watching her until he recognizes who’s in front of her.

“Looks like someone has her own plans tonight. She is dancing for Dimitri. That can’t be a coincidence.”

“Son of a bitch.” With a loud bang, I slam my glass down onto the marble tabletop. Rising from the seat, I swiftly make my way in her direction as Shado calls after me.

When I reach her, I don’t even wait for her to acknowledge my presence. I swoop her up over my shoulder with her ass in the air, her head hanging down, and haul ass to the dressing room. With every step, she slaps my ass and screams for me to put her down.

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I look around the room at the other dancers. “Get out!” I shout. The words rumble through my chest and all I see is red.

The women look at me wide-eyed and run past us through the doorway.

“Reign, put me the fuck down right now or so help me God, I’ll kick your ass!” CiCi screams as she beats her fists into my lower back.

Slamming the door behind us, I flick the lock on the door and flip her over my shoulder.

Pushing her up against the door, I tightly grip her collar, “Ohhh, princess, I’d love to see you kick my ass.”

Her cheeks flush as my eyes rake over her skin. If seeing her move like that didn’t turn me on, being this close to her does. I can feel my cock growing hard in my pants and all I can think about is taking her over my fucking knee for going against me.

Fuck.

“Do you want to get yourself killed?” I growl against her ear. Her scent is intoxicating, and the way I can hear her breathing and feel her breasts press against my chest is going to be my undoing.

“Dimitri?! Of all fucking people!” I shake my head, frustrated and angry, but deep down I know I was terrified to have her that close to him.

“You’d just save me,” she whispers teasingly, and presses her hands against my chest.

“You look at me like I am some puppy. I’m The Dragon, CiCi.”

“Awww, yes I know. The big, bad Dragon.” She grips onto my jacket. “Dragons can be tamed…Sir.”

“Dammit, CiCi. Stop!” I yell, pressing my forehead to hers.

“This whole smug, controlling, ‘Oh I’m so scary’ may work on other people, Reign, but it will not...”

I cut her off by pulling her forward by her collar and crashing my lips against hers. A tiny whimper escapes her throat as my tongue runs across hers, tangling together, tasting her sweet lip gloss.

I roll my hips into hers, pressing her against the door. My cock rock-hard and begging for relief. As if she can read my mind, her hand slides down my stomach and she grips the length of my cock outside of my pants, squeezing firmly.

Deepening our kiss, I shudder as I can feel her nipples harden against my shirt. Her hand leaves my cock, only to find the clasp of my belt. She works to undo it, and I abruptly break our kiss.

“Get on your fucking knees.” My voice is raspy as I try to regain my composure.

Looking up at me under her eyelashes, she slowly drops to her knees and tugs down on the sides of my pants, along with my briefs. My cock springs out, jutting forward with a clear drop glistening on the tip.

With one hand squeezing the base, she takes her tongue and licks the drop, swirling her tongue around the crown until she wraps her mouth around my cock.

Leaning forward, I brace myself with one hand on the door as I look down at her. Her green eyes pierce into mine, melting my insides as she opens her mouth wider around me. She challenges herself by pushing me further down her throat. Her nose delicately brushes against my skin.

“Fuck, CiCi.” Letting go of the wall, my hands fist in her hair. The muscles in my legs clench as I flex my hips, grunting and thrusting forcefully into her mouth.

“You’re not scared of me, are you baby?” I groan. She answers with a delicate moan around my cock as I continue to fuck her mouth. The vibrations of her mouth almost cause me to burst into flames.

Gripping her hair tighter, I push my hips forward, forcing my cock deeper into her mouth. Her throat constricts around my length as she gags. The garbled, wet moans escaping her mouth ring in my ears as I watch the tears fall from her eyes and stream down her cheeks.

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