Page 59 of Wicked Heirs

He started slapping my pussy and that was it.

He felt it and pulled his mouth from mine so he could watch me like he’d said earlier.

Watch me come apart for him.

I smacked my head back against the wall as it hit, a shriek tearing from my throat.

“That’s right, my dirty little angel, come all over my cock.”

“Ah… fuck. Fuck me, Orpheus!”

“Ungh, yeah. There it is. Break for me, Alena.”

It hit and I trembled all over as I came all over him, just coming and coming like crazy, like never before.

“Fuck, the way you orgasm… fucking epic,” he uttered, before I felt him spill inside me, his hot cum coating my insides in the most amazing way.

We grinned at each other as he stayed seated inside me and I found myself clenching down around him, not wanting to let him leave.

“It’s not over yet.” He leaned in and whispered sexily at my ear, “Next, I take your ass.”

A thrill ran through me.

I’d just come and already I wanted more.

That said it all.

This man was an addictive bastard.

It was more than a little worrying.

He’d kepthis promise to take my ass.

And my pussy again.

And again.

We were both spent now, two hours later, sprawled out on the bed naked beneath the sheets.

Orpheus stroked my fingers, feeling out my ring—a pink crystal Lotus. “What’s the story behind this?”

“What makes you think there’s a story?”

“You don’t take it off. You wear it with everything, even when it doesn’t match your outfit.”

I slapped his chest. “Are you critiquing my awesome fashion sense?”

“I’d call itout therefashion sense, but no. Just curious.”

“You want to get to know me.”

“Beyond what I’ve already picked up on from my observations.”

“So, you’re not gonna kick me out of bed then, Dark Prince?”

“I can’t actually. We’re still in the dream state—your dream.”

I grinned. “I know, I’m screwing with you.”

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