Page 30 of Merciless Queen

But when he says nothing further, I glance up the length of his body, finding him gazing back at me. It’s intimate—exactly in the way sex could be, but a way I’m also unaccustomed to.

“Yes?”

He smirks. “Nothing.”

“Hm.” So maybe he does have some restraint, but he’ll beg eventually. They all do. Zeno might just take a bit more work, which I’m more than pleased to provide.

Keeping my lips pursed, I press a barely-there kiss to his head, slowly parting my lips and taking him inside my mouth. The deeper I go, the more wanton his moan. He lets out a string of Italian words, which I assume to be curses—or maybe those pleas I’m waiting on—but they spur me on.

Zeno begins twitching in his bindings, his legs jerking beneath me, wrists tugging on the headboard as my tongue wraps his length. I suck him all the way down, feeling his head hit the back of my throat, and then sliding all the way to the tip, finishing with a flick of my tongue. And then I blow over the wet skin and sit back on my haunches, gazing down at him. His panting subsides until his glazed stare widens, realizing I’m done.

For now, anyway.

“Signora.”This time, it’s strained.

“Beg,” I say simply. “Don’t and…” My threat hangs.

After a moment of silence, I lean forward and lap around his cock while avoiding his length. Every nip, every lick is a tease,and when I dip to his balls, I take one in my mouth, and then the second.

His pants grow, and I know he won’t be lasting much longer before he’s pleading for more. I lick up his shaft to flick my tongue against the sensitive piece of skin before taking his head between my lips for only a moment. Then I nip down his length, doing anything and everything to make his quivers stronger, his whimpers louder.

“You make the sexiest noises,” I murmur. “I wonder how loud you’ll get by the end.” After another deep suck, I release him with a hum, peeking up to see his face. “One little word, Zeno, and I’ll take this beautiful cock of yours...” I drag the back of my hand up the shaft. “...in my mouth and won’t let go.”

Still nothing, so I grip him tightly while my other hand cups his balls. His head slams back into my pillows, his lips parted.

“Ple—”

I freeze. “So close. Keep going.”

I bend forward and lick his head again. Once, twice, three times until Ifinallyhear it.

“Please.”

I smile. “Atta boy.”

And then I swallow him deeply and don’t let up.

Her mouth makesmy guilt impossible to think about.

Oh, but regardless, it’s there, so heavy, I’m unable to breathe. A gnawing sensation ravaging my insides while my mind and body are consumed by concurrent pleasure.

I never meant for it to go this far. Never thought it would. Certainly didn’t plan on it at the start of the night. Being tied up, I can’t alter my course now, but as she was winding the silk rope around my ankles and wrists, I was forced to come up with a new plan. After she’s finished with me, she’ll release me.

And that’s when the game ends.

But for now…for now, I betray even myself. My own hatred. My people. I betray everything I hold dear as I willingly lie here and allow Vanessa to take my submission for herself.

But mio Dio, this feels fantastic.

She drags her mouth up and down my shaft, her tongue looping around my head and fluttering against the sensitive underside. She holds me steady with one hand, massaging my base, while her other toys with my balls. She knows precisely what she’s doing to make me mindless.

It’s been a long time since I had someone like her. Someone who isn’t scared of the dominance they have. Who teased me until I gave in and pleaded for more. I get the sense that it won’t be the final time I beg tonight, but the Merciless Queen also better learn from my methods because by the end of this, it’ll be her on her knees begging for my mercy.

A funny twist of fate, if you ask me.

Vanessa’s teeth gently scrape up the sensitive skin and a moan breaks from my mouth. No matter how hard I’m trying to remain silent and not give her gratification, she’s taking it. She swallows me deep again. So deep, I hit the back of her throat and she gags before her throat tightens with her swallow, her breath blowing warm over the base of my stomach, and she somehow manages to keep me in place.

Damn.

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