Page 105 of Emperor of Lust

My tongue dances with his as I reach between us as well, my fingers inching into the waist of his shorts to curl around his thickness.

Fuck.Just touching him, feeling how hard and ready he is for me, gets me even wetter. I whimper as I stroke him, feeling my pussy drip all over his fingers.

Damian groans when I pull away. But then I slide down between his legs and his eyes blaze, hungry and wild. I pull his boxers down, my eyes widening when his fat cock springs free, swollen and pulsing. I wrap my hand around him, stroking softly as I bring my lips to the head, kissing the underside.

“Fuck, Hana…” he groans, sliding his fingers into my hair and twisting it around his fist.

I whimper as I tongue the slit at the tip, tasting the salty sweetness beaded there before my lips part. I moan as I swallow him, taking him deep as he hisses in pleasure. His hands tangle roughly in my hair, giving me the thrill of feeling his control as I drool all over his cock.

I reach between my legs, pushing my shorts and panties down and kicking them off. I pull away from him just enough to get my t-shirt off over my head before he’s yanking me up his body.

Our eyes lock as he fists his cock and grips my hip, centering me before he groans and pulls me down onto him. I cry out, moaning deeply, bending down to crush my mouth to his as I slide down on every thick inch of him until his balls are against my ass and my clit is grinding into him.

“Every inch, Kitsune,” he grunts, thrusting up into me. I squeal as feel him grind so fucking deep, hitting places inside me that I never knew were there before him. “Every. Fucking. Inch.”

“So fucking big…” I whimper, moaning and shuddering as I feel my walls clench around him, my body trembling with both the effort and the raw lust of feeling him so deep.

“Such a good little fuck-toy for taking that big cock, Kitsune,” he groans. “Such a greedy little cumslut.”

My mouth falls open, my eyes rolling back as I start to ride him. The raw sensation of sliding up every inch of his fat cock drives me insane, and when I sink back down and feel him ram up into me again, it’s like I lose control of reality.

My hips roll, ass bouncing up and down on him. His powerful fingers dig into me, bruising my skin deliciously as he guides me up and down, lifting me up to the crown and then sending me all the way down to his heavy balls with every thrust.

He sits up, his mouth wrapping around one of my nipples and sucking hard. I cry out, whimpering in pain and pleasure as he bites down, twisting it mercilessly in his mouth as my back arches and my body shudders.

Damian’s mouth slides up to my neck, biting and sucking over my jaw and my chin before his mouth sears to mine. Our tongues dance, lips battling as I bounce harder and faster on him, rocking and grinding as the raw heat inside of me begins to swell and send me into oblivion.

I cry out when he grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks my head back, pulling my mouth from his, raking his teeth over my bottom lip. His mouth slips to my ear just as I feel myself begin to shatter.

“I’m going to fill this pretty pussy with every fucking drop of my cum, Kitsune,” he hisses into my ear. “I’m going to mark youwith it until not a day or even a fucking hour goes by where you don’t feel me leaking out of you.”

Fuckinghell. It’s so dirty and hot that I lose all control instantly. My body spasms and writhes as I clench around him. My back arches violently as I choke on a silent scream of pleasure, grinding down hard on him.

And suddenly, I’m coming like a fuckinghurricane.

Damian slams his mouth to mine, swallowing my moans as he rocks up into me. His swollen cock pulses and throbs, pumping rope after thick rope of his hot cum into me as my pussy clenches around him.

He collapses back with me on top of him, shivering and whimpering as I kiss his mouth, his jaw, his neck…wanting to taste every inch of his skin as I feel myself squeeze around him. Slowly, eventually, I slide off his thickness, gasping quietly when I feel the head slip out.

I roll off and curl up beside him, my head on his shoulder, just listening to his heartbeat under my ear. It’s steady, grounding, a reassurance that he’s here with me, that he’s safe.

That’s when I realize that I’m completely in love with this man.

Head over heels.

Hopelessly.

Embarrassingly.

I shift, looking up at him. He meets my gaze, his expression softening, and I can tell he knows.

He always knows.

“Mind if I sleep in the bed?” I ask softly, biting my lip.

His brows knit as he nods, starting to get up. “Sure, I’ll grab the floor?—”

I reach out, stopping him with a gentle hand on his arm. “I meant…” My cheeks flush as I search for the words. “I meant, can I sleep in the bedwith you?”

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