Page 57 of The Syphon King

He knelt between her legs, back to watching closely as he worked his middle finger inside her.

“Yes.” She squirmed, opening wider. “Faster baby,” she mewled, arching into the building heat. “Can I come while you fuck me like this?”

His blue eyes moved up her body, stopping at her breast. She reached up and squeezed one, getting his sexy foreign tongue between harsh moans.

“You may surely come while I fuck your perfect pussy just like this. But don’t always expect me to be so accommodating.”

Those threatening words and the hot burn in his eyes, dear God. He got it. And that he did, brought her orgasm immediately.

“Yes,” he said hotly, jabbing his finger faster as she writhed like a pinned viper under his delicious power. “My wife needs to be taught so many hard lessons. And she will surely pay dearly on my altar.”

His threats were orgasm fuel andlit her uptill she didn’t know up from down or here from there. But she figured out her location when his mouth was on hers with those sexy moans of masculine dominance. She was in freaking swamp heaven.

SWAMP EXPANSION

Beth’s heart skipped a beat when she spotted Bishop in the crowd from where she congregated with the wives on the Soap House porch. It was their one-month shindig to celebrate their halfway mark in the grand expansion. Everybody was there, even the Creole Kings and quite a few of Kaj’s clan. Maybe even a few of theVickisas Bullets liked to call them.

“Alright, here’s to our one-month celebration,” Juliette said, holding up her glass of Kool-Aid to the ladies.

“One month!” they all cheered, clinking various drinking containers together while Beth saluted them with her vitamin water.

“And only one month to go,” Cherie added.

“Amen,” came the next cheer.

“Okay,” Beth said, calling them all closer to her with her free hand. “Don’t looknow, but I think that’s Spar’s wife talking to Jek.” They all turned. “I said don’t look!”

“Yep, that’s her,” Juliette muttered. “Wanda.”

“Wanda the wonderer,” Phelony said. “I heard Theodore laughing about it.”

“Theodore?” Cherie asked.

“Bacon,” Phelony clarified, her dreamy smile sobering a little. Everything Bacon related came with a dreamy look on her face which Beth found adorable. He practically worshipped the ground she walked on, and she did the same with him. Was there anything more beautiful? Definitely not.

“And what does Wanda the wonderer mean?” Juliette pushed on gently.

“She wonders about money. Her money, his money, your money, it dudn’t matter,” Phelony explained. “He said her pupils are little dollar signs.”

They all erupted in snickers while Juliette shook her head. “What a waste.”

“Don’t play with Fate,” Cherie said. “My Sammie said they fucked around and found out.”

“Except for Bacon,” Maggie reminded.

“And Hurricane,” Felix added. “He’s head over heelsin love with our Claire.”

“Where is she, anyway?” Beth looked out at the crowd before them.

“Where do you think?” Tegan said. “In the arms of her angel,” she sang with her eyes closed, slow dancing with the air.

“Maybe she’s done weaseling out of his lusty grasp,” Phelony mused, getting all their eyes on her. “Theodore tells me a lot,” she explained at seeing their curiosity.

“Sharing is caring,” Tegan said, speaking all their minds.

“Just that he’s been tryin’ to break the ice inside her poor heart and body, poor lil’ thing. She’s got an awful past.” Her hand flew up. “That I did not get the details of, sorry.”

“She’s so dang quiet,” Tegan said.

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