Page 30 of Deadliest Throne

I lower myself onto his face. And I’m not careful about it; I don’t have to be with these guys. I do as I’m told, and I smother his whole fucking face with my pussy.

God, this is fucking amazing, so damn thrilling. I gasp as he wastes no time devouring me. He laps at my folds, searing me with his tongue. He’s wet, warm, and perfect.

Gripping the headboard, I start to rock my hips, grinding down on his mouth.

I can’t see his face because my little baby belly is in the way, so I close my eyes and let my head hang, enjoying every ounce of pleasure rushing through me.

The fire in my belly grows with every brush of his nose against my clit and every time his tongue thrusts inside me.

The sounds that fill the room are erotic as fuck. He sucks and slurps, my juices practically gushing from me at this point. He growls against my pussy, the vibration’s making me shiver. He sounds like a starved animal unable to eat fast enough.

“Fuck, Link,” I moan as the pressure starts to build. “I’m close. I’m so fucking close.”

I let my head fall back, fingers tightening around the headboard as I work my hips harder, faster. I don’t even care if he can breathe, all I want right now is the orgasm that’s just out of reach.

I’m panting, desperately trying to get to that finish line. The coil inside me winds tighter and tighter. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, yes, yes!” I cry out because it’s there; I’m gonna cum.

And then he bites my fucking clit, making me shatter. I scream so damn loud, I know the people downstairs can hear me.

My body seizes up, my thighs clamping around Link’s face as I cum so hard that I collapse against the headboard.

Wave after wave of pleasure hits me as I gasp for breath. It’s not until he bites my pussy lip that I realize I’m still sitting on his face. “Fuck. Sorry,” I pant out, lifting myself up the best I can.

“Fucking hell!” he gasps, sucking in lungfuls of air. I blink down at him, horrified that I almost literally smothered him to death.

“Shit, Link, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t fucking be sorry,” he groans. “It was one of the hottest things fucking ever. Now, get the fuck on my cock because, I swear to god, Raven, if you don’t, I will fucking lose my ever-loving mind.”

I can’t help but laugh as I move my way down. I don’t get off him, no, I drag my dripping pussy down his face, his chest, and belly. I grin in satisfaction when I see him covered in my release.

His face is glistening with my juices, and I lean forward to lick at his lips, tasting my release. “Yum.”

He growls and tries to nip at me, my eyes going wide in shock. “Cock. Now!”

Lifting my hips, I grab his cock, taking note of the string of pre cum connecting the head of his erection to his lower stomach. He was so aroused by eating me out that there’s a puddle of pre cum that’s pooled in his belly button. I want to lick that up too, but I don’t dare disobey him right now.

Notching him at my entrance, I let myself sink down onto his cock. Fucking hell, it’s a stretch. I feel like my pussy is being ripped in two. I’m still not used to his size, and I don’t think I’ll ever be. But I fucking love it.

I cry out as Link’s eyes roll back into his head. “Fuck!” he roars, then starts to mutter curses I can’t quite make out.

Chest heaving, he opens his eyes and fuck... the man staring back at me kind of freaks me out a bit.

“Ride me.” It’s low and eerie. “Ride my fucking cock, Raven. Use that cunt to fucking strangle my cock.”

Bracing my hands on his chest, I rock my hips. Another sound leaves him, and if I didn’t have my eyes on him, I'd believe it came from some savage animal.

Digging my nails into his chest, he hisses and groans. Then I start to ride him, moving fast and hard, giving it to him like I know he wants.

“That's it. Fucking take me,” he roars. “You dirty little whore. You fucking love it don’t you. You love being stuffed with my fucking cock.” He pulls at his restraints, looking up at where he’s tied to the bed. “Untie me, Raven. I’m gonna pin you to this fucking bed. I’m going to fuck you so damn hard you won’t be able to think.”

“No,” I say shakily, a little out of breath. “I will not untie you.” He snarls, pulling at the restraints. “Enough,” I command. He stops and slowly swings his gaze to me.

“What did you say?”

“I said no. You told me not to let you go until I’m full of your cum. So stop being a fucking savage and let me fuck you.” I pinch one of his nipples.

I thought he would snarl or growl at me, but he fucking moans. Grinning, I lean forward and bite down on his other nipple. “Fuck!” he roars, trying to buck up into me, but he can’t.

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