Page 9 of Cruel Crown

Gideon turned to face me when he heard the sound of my voice. His mouth was parted, his eyes blazing as they traced every inch of me. He cocked his head to the side and bit his lip. The action had heat spreading down my belly and in between my legs.

“I never got it,” he said in a husky tone.

“Got what?” I said as I pulled away and made my way to him.

“How with the right woman wearing your clothes, it’s designed to bring a man to his knees.”

“You know how this works, handsome,” I said as I put a knee to the bed. “Lay down and let me fuck you.”

Gideon’s eyes danced with amusement. He played with the Zippo, opening it and playing with the flame.

He then looked up at me and said, “That won’t work for me, Petal.”

My heart thumped loudly the moment he started to slowly stalk around the bed, coming at me like the predator he was. I tried to move at the last second, a thrill going through my body, my spine tingling and a small smile at my lips. Before I could take a step, Gideon was there. He grabbed my hips and shoved me down on the bed roughly. His hand was on my nape, stopping me from moving my neck, and he had his other arm on top of my torso.

“I let you have your turn, Petal, but now, I want to fuck you. I want you to know how it feels to have a real man fucking that tight little cunt. So, when you’re somewhere else,with someone else—”He spat those words like they were venom in his mouth.“—you’ll know who owned this pretty pussy.”

His hand snaked down to my bare ass. He gripped my ass cheek roughly, making sure it would leave a mark. He then inserted his middle finger inside me, his nail slightly tearing into my pussy walls.

“You’re fucking soaked,” he gloated.

“You’re hurting me,” I lied.

The hand on my nape squeezed harder, making it hard to breathe. “Just for that, I am going to hurt you.”

My belly dipped for a second, wondering if I had pushed him too far. Gideon pulled away and flipped me. He jumped on the bed and roughly spread my legs—and I just let him.

We both knew that at any given moment, I could pull away if I wanted. That right there gave him power. I thought he knew this because he didn’t mention it; he didn’t tease me about it.

“Don’t move, Petal,” he said in a hoarse voice.

I didn’t get a chance to ask why when I felt the lick of flame on my inner thigh. My chest rose and fell rapidly as he moved the Zippo up and down my legs. I wasn’t the only one being affected; he was too. He bit his lip, and perspiration coated his forehead like it cost him to hold back.

Gideon pulled the lighter away and licked my inner thighs, leaving a trail of moisture. He then pulled away and threw a devilish smirk. I felt his saliva get hot, trailing up my inner thigh to the apex of my thighs. I threw my head back, and my legs trembled—yet I didn’t pull away.

My clit throbbed. My knees were bent with Gideon between them. Every time his mouth got close to my pussy lips, he pulled away. My whole body started to shake with anticipation, images of Chicago coming back to me vividly. His fingers, his tongue,the knife—I was close to the point of insanity.

“Gideon,” I said, hating how weak I sounded.

“Say you’re mine,” he said as he licked his lips.

I bit my own lips because I wouldn’t—I couldn’t.

He smiled at me. “I’ll prove it to you.”

He brought the Zippo up, lit the flame, and then put the tip of his tongue to the orange glow. I let myself fall back on the bed before I came from the visual alone.

Gideon spread my legs more to the point they ached a bit. His shirt was rolled to my waist, leaving me bare and exposed to him. I didn’t let myself think about that. He blew on my pussy gently.

“Gideon,” I mewled when I felt the heat coming from the lighter so close to my sex.

“Trust me.” He said it like it was nothing. Like what he asked of me was one of the things I swore not to do. I promised myself I would never trust a man like that, not after watching my mother succumb to my father. Hearing about how my great-grandmother lost it all because of men who seek power.

“Fuck,”I screamed the moment the tip of his scalding hot tongue touched my clit. Gideon inserted two fingers inside of me, and I came.

My back arched, my hand coming to his head and gripping his hair as I rode his face.

The impact of my orgasm hit me with a dose of ecstasy and impending doom.

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