Page 40 of Deadliest Throne

I gasp as he throws my legs over his shoulders and his mouth finds my pussy. “Holy shit!” I shout, hands clamping down on the sides of the tub.

Hunter goes to town on my pussy, and I’m partly in shock with what the fuck is going on and partly so damn turned on.

My hand slips underwater, trying to push him away but the fucker grips my ass cheeks and holds his face to my pussy.

“Hunter.” I’m trying to warn him to get the fuck up now before he kills himself, but it’s also hard to think with his mouth latched onto my pussy.

The water sloshes over the side as I try to fight with him, to get him up.

Finally, he brings his head up, hair dripping as he gasps for breath. “Listen, woman, I’m staying down here until you’ve cum on my damn tongue. So stop fighting me or you're going to fucking kill me.”

And then he dives back down.

“Stubborn fucker,” I grumble but it turns into a moan as he starts to eat me out again. This time I do my best to focus on what he’s doing, how his mouth feels on my pussy.

He thrusts his fingers into me as he sucks on my clit, hitting my sweet spot when he curls his fingers.

“Fuck,” I gasp, squeezing my eyes shut as a wave of pleasure hits me. This is supposed to be a relaxing bath.

Thankfully, I’m still sensitive from before, so it doesn’t take long until I’m close to cumming again. He licks and sucks, tongue slipping in when he pulls his fingers free before going back up to my clit and fucking me with his fingers again.

Not wanting the asshole to drown, I reach down, grab a handful of his hair and hold him where I need him, grinding his mouth against my pussy in the exact way I want. He lets me and a few seconds later, I’m cumming.

I cry out, cursing his name as my grip on his hair nearly pulls the damn chunk out. But I don’t keep him there long before I’m yanking his head out of the water.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I demand, chest heaving as the pleasure still lingers.

All he does is laugh. Fucking laughs. “I’m sorry. I needed to taste you. Couldn’t wait.”

“You really do have a fucking death wish, don’t you? You crazy bastard.” I close my eyes, willing my breathing to even out as my heart pounds. “Didn’t know you were that eager to taste your own cum because you didn’t even let me fucking wash up before going deep sea diving.”

“I don’t mind.” He shrugs, running his hand through his wet hair. “I kinda like how we taste mixed together.” He gives me a wicked grin, and damn it, it turns me on again.

He sits up on his knees, placing his thick, pierced cock right in my face. Long and hard. If he wants to play, game on.

Leaning forward, I grab him by the hips and pull him towards me, bringing his dick to my mouth. “Shit,” he curses as I suck him down all the way to the back of my throat. “If you wanted to suck my dick, all you had to do was ask.”

I pinch his ass cheek, making him grunt as I start to bob my head.

There’s a faint taste of my release and his on his length, and he’s not wrong, it’s not that bad.

Hunter moans, lacing his fingers through my hair as he starts to thrust into my mouth. But the thing is, I’m not just doing this to make him feel good. Or the fact that I really do love sucking all of their cocks and listening to them fall apart for me.

With my left hand, I reach blindly for the thing I’m looking for, hoping he doesn’t see me. Thankfully, after a moment, my hand wraps around it.

I keep going, sucking him good, making sure to use my tongue until his legs start to shake and the sounds coming from him are downright vulgar.

“God, Little Mouse, your mouth feels so damn good. You're the best blowjob giver I’ve ever had.”

I pull off his cock enough to glare up at him. “I’m the only blow job giver you’ve ever had.”

He just grins down at me and shoves his cock back into my mouth. Not going to be so cocky in a moment.

I get him close again. “That's it. Fuck, so close. Almost there. God, so damn good.”

Taking the object I was looking for, I bring it to his ass, lifting it between his cheeks.

“What are you doing, Little Mouse?” he asks. I grin around his cock and press the item to his tight hole.

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