Page 76 of Swamp Kings 1

He slowly angled a look at her as if considering something. “No,” he said with a hard finality. “I have many obsessive plans with your breasts. They are my prized possessions now.”

“You haven’t even seen them!” she quietly pled. “You need to leave room for… less than.”

He stood and lifted her then sat her on the vanity. “I will wait until you’re ready.” He crossed his arms and closed his eyes. “Tell me when.”

“That’sworse!” she gasped.

“It’s the very extent of my mercy,” he said. “But I am patient. Take as long as you like.”

Her jaw dropped at that. “You’re serious?”

“Sovery.”

She closed her eyes and looked down at her boobs, readjusting her forearms so the exposed parts weren’t unevenly deformed. She should’ve just shown her damn boobs from jump. Now it was so much worse.Just do it and get this over with. There was a possibility he actually might like them. Hehadpicked her for this when she considered herself so far out of his league. He may have picked her for thatvery reason. She was the least risk. Easy to use and discard.

For fuck’s sake, show your stupid dumb tits!

She lowered her arms and grabbed hold of the vanity ledge in a death grip. Straightening her back, she slightly arched it, tightening and lifting her boobs as best she could. Then she clenched her eyes shut, her breaths blasting from her.

“When!” she shot out.

After three painful seconds, he whispered, “Glorious mother of allfucks.” Each word was hot, hard, and filled with a lethal hunger that both terrified and electrified her. Hope peeked its head out as her pulse walloped her eardrums.

She gasped when his mouth covered her left breast with a hard, greedy suck then moved to do the same to the other. The sound of his hunger brought a hot desire that blew right through her fears, arching her back even more as she fought to give herself. His desire gained momentum, a growl in his chest as he used his teeth on the tall peaks he’d created. His fist suddenly bit in her hair as his mouth stormed hers with the same aggression, his other hand on her entire throat, the possessive hold literally melting her bones.

“Yourtitsare so far beyond my wildest dreams,” he seethed right in her mouth, his tongue stabbing again. “Don’t youeverhide them again. I’m going topunishyou fornotknowing how perfect andnastythey are.” He gripped both breasts and squeezedso tight before devouring her nipples again. “I’m going to jack off between this heaven while you lick and suck your King’s crown. Then I’m going to cover them with every drop of my cum.”

He fought and yanked on the button of her jeans as he drowned her with a passionate kiss. Godhewas the perfect one. She finally escaped her denim prison, so happy that the lower half of her body passed even her own judgmental standards.

“Doo-nie,” he shuddered, staring at her matching black panties. He pulled her hips to the edge of the counter and lowered to his knees, gaze locked and loaded at her privates. His hands slowly moved along her inner thighs, the threatening pressure creating a pulse in her throat next to her growing moans.

When he finally made his move, it was like a viper. Her legs were shoved open so wide, that the muscles screamed, then his mouth struck right on her lace-covered pussy with a hunger and growl that shook her core. Oh God, he was biting and sucking her.Thank you, God, for the sense to clean and change my panties before hurrying over.

He stood then, his chest heaving as he stared right into her eyes, the gray on literal fire as he hooked his fingers in her panties and lowered them. He kissed delicately all along her face, the slow, careful pattern feeling significant in her heart beforehe returned to his knees, locked on her naked privates again.

The sudden rogue horror of himnotliking a shaved vagina slammed into her and stole her breath.

Her legs were again shoved open but not pounced on, and the sudden hesitation nearly stopped her heart. This time he moved in slowly, his hands careful as he stroked along her petals then eased them open like she was fragile. Oh God, his tongue moved wickedly slow over every inch of her while his low growls grew stronger with each breath. A warning of the lust rage incoming.

Excitement, desperate need, fear, inhibition—what a dizzying concoction moving through her blood as she squirmed to get more contact. But his iron grip on the juncture of her thighs saidbe so very fucking still whileI taste you for the first time.

Her gasps and moans foretold the story before his tongue ever touched her clit. And when it finally did, she couldn’t stop from calling for him. “Mr. Nidev!”

He answered with an almost painful groan as he snuck a large finger into her entrance, stroking the upper wall as he placed tender, adoring kisses right on her clit.

“Baby,” she crooned, bringing her hand to his head, gliding her nails and fingers over his scalp.

His breath blasted against her as he pressed his mouth fully, gently bringing her clit into his lipsfor a steady suction that harmonized her moans to the pleasure burning through her. He began performing Kar-geh-rah and the Mongolian chant vibrated in her clit! The sound reminded her of a monster full of eternal longing and lust, burning away his sanity.

The idea filled her with a craving to dance to it. She twirled her hips to the melody, her moans matching the call in his soul.

He placed her foot on his shoulder, and she did the same with the other, the solid platform allowing her to truly dance and twirl against his mouth now stroking and gliding over every inch. His finger inside moved with slow, firm flicks, bringing the need to pee closer as his suckles returned, more hungry, more demanding.

“I’m going to come,” she cried, not wanting to break the beautiful synchronization of their needs.

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Nidev rose up and covered her mouth with his, fisting her curls as he showed her what he’d just experienced, how much he loved it. “Doo-nie,” he croaked, gliding his tongue along hers with silky precision, realizing so much more had just happened. In the span of five minutes, he’d opened her up with pleasure and her gifts poured out, the sound of her every moan, every breath entangling in his lust rage.And now, fucking her was off the table. Just like that. With no reason in sight.

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