Page 19 of Brazen King

I groan a protest, slamming my palms against his chest in frustration. And that only earns me another dark, scintillating chuckle. Then Killian grips my hips and slowly pushes me down onto his bed.

“That’s not what I said,” I insist as he guides me back until I’m stretched across his fine white sheets.

“I know,” he murmurs, and slowly, he starts a trail of kisses down the center of my body.

His lips feel so warm and soft and good, it’s impossible to hold onto my frustration. His nose bushes against the sensitive skin between my breasts as he takes a moment to bring them together and nuzzle the modest cleavage they form.

Then his path moves slower still. Air rushes sharply between my lips as his broad shoulders spread my thighs. In all honesty, when he told mewhatever dirty thing he wants, I hadn’t imagined that would include eating me out.

But it would seem this deal comes with a few perks for me as well.

Hot air washes across the peak of my thighs, and my breaths grow heavy as I look down the length of my body at Killian. Hisgreen eyes meet mine with playful satisfaction. His strong hands grip my thighs, hooking them over his shoulders.

“You smell delicious,” he purrs, his gaze as devilish as his grin. “I think you might just be my new favorite dessert.”

I want to deliver a clever retort.

But when he leans in to lick my slick seam, the only sound I can make is a lusty moan. My head falls back onto the bed, my back arching as my legs quiver with the sinful pleasure that washes through me.

The warmth of his mouth, the wet softness of his tongue is more than I can stand. And that coiling tension deep in my core starts to tighten like a spring.

“Oh God,” I groan, my hips rolling when his lips close around the sensitive nub of my clit.

Killian hums, and the vibrations blast through my body like a wave of tingling energy. Alternating between licking and sucking, he brings me right to the precipice of my release. And the less control I seem to have over my sounds, the more eager he becomes.

I never knew a mouth could deliver such pleasure—especially not a mouth that can spout such naughty things. Everything about Killian is trouble. And yet, I can’t stop the overwhelming desire that consumes me when I’m with him.

Lost in the waves of euphoria, all I can do is comb my fingers into Killian’s thick golden curls and hold on for dear life. Because my body has completely succumbed to his godlike touch.

Every inch of him radiates lust with the promise of sweet satisfaction.

I curl my tingling toes, my breaths growing ragged as my impending orgasm threatens to swallow me whole. Stars explode behind my eyes. And when Killian lightly traps my clit between his teeth, I scream.

My climax hits me with such force, I twitch uncontrollably, my muscles flexing as the ecstasy launches me straight into the stratosphere. Clit pulsing, pussy throbbing, my core releases a rush of arousal that makes my head whirl.

My fingers spasm, tightening in Killian’s hair as the tingling bliss sweeps out to the tips of my extremities. And as the deep, delicious relief takes hold, my muscles relax all at once.

Humming his approval, Killian releases my clit.

Sitting up, he looks down on me with predatory satisfaction. And that signature cocky grin makes his dimples pop. My knees spread, my thighs opening to allow his hips as he shifts his weight. And as his arms come to rest on either side of my shoulders, bringing our faces close together, my heart flutters. I can smell my arousal on his lips.

“Your face, when you come…even sexier than I imagined,” he growls, and his dark-inked chest settles on top of mine like a weighted blanket as he seals my lips with a tantalizing kiss.

It would seem that he’s recovered from our first round of sex after only a quick break. Because the hard rod of his erection presses adamantly against my clit. And I suck in a shuddering breath when he reaches between us to guide his swollen tip between my slick folds.

I know I shouldn’t want it, but the feel of his thick cock pressing against my entrance sends a pulsing thrill through my core. Try as I might, I can’t deny I like how good he makes me feel—even if he’s blackmailing me into having sex with him.

The feel of him on top of me, using me, demanding my satisfaction is so intoxicating. I’m at risk of losing myself completely in his dark and sinful web.

“How many times do you think I can make you come before the sun rises, little tigress?” Killian purrs against my lips.

And my attempt at a scathing comeback dies in my throat.

Instead, a lascivious moan escapes me as he thrusts deep inside, his thick length filling me almost to the breaking point.

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