Page 54 of Emperor of Havoc

Takeshi’s hand slides down to the waist of my pajama bottoms. He deftly pulls at the tie, loosening it before his fingers slip under the elastic. He drags the bottoms down, shifting on the bed to slide his other hand underneath me. He grips my ass, arm muscles rippling under his t-shirt as he lifts my butt and slides the pajama bottoms down to my knees.

My pulse races. My breath comes in ragged jolts as mixture of horror, shame, and excitement explode within me.

Takeshi’s eyes drop to the front of the plain cotton panties I’m assuming Dr. Kim—maybe with Nina’s help—changed me into after I was knocked out.

“Not quite the sexy bridal lingerie I’d hoped for,” he murmurs, a dreamy, psychotic, musing tone in his voice.

“But I’m still interested to see what they’re hiding.”

He slips his fingers under the waistband and slowly tugs. The panties slide down my hips and thighs, peeling away from my sex until they tangle at my knees together with the pajama bottoms.

“Now what do have we here,” Takeshi growls quietly, his hand sliding up my bare thigh, leaving shivers in its wake. “A pretty little virgin pussy, andall for me.” He raises his head to look at me deviously. “A wedding present? Aww, you shouldn’t have…wife.”

His fingers push between my thighs, moving between my lips and parting them. Then he drags them back up, sliding through the sticky wetness he finds there before rolling them over my clit.

My body involuntarily jerks slightly.

Takeshi stands. For a second, I think he’s done with me, and that he’ll leave. Instead, he reaches down and peels off his t-shirt.

Fuck.

My eyes drag over the chiseled muscles of his grooved body—the smooth skin, the swirling loops of theirezumitattoos. His thumbs hook into the waist of his sweatpants. Then, without any fanfare, he pushes them down and lets them fall to the floor.

I don’t see where they land. I don’t see anything at all except thehugecock that springs free of them.Holy fuckingfuck.

My pulse thuds in my ears.

Takeshi’s cock is long, thick, and veined, with a slight curve that angles the swollen head upward.

My eyes bulge.

It's pierced, too, at the tip.

Sweet fucking God.

“Look as long as you like, princess,” he growls. “You’ll be becoming quite well acquainted with him.”

A million swears and curses run through my head, but my hand and arms are still immobilized at my sides.

Takeshi swaggers toward the bed, and then he reaches down and wraps a hand around his huge cock, stroking it.

“You made me swallow poison today,” he murmurs.

The mattress sinks lower as he puts his knee down next to me. Then he swings his leg over, straddling my chest, his bare thighs pressing against my breasts as he strokes his cock mere inches from my face. My breath catches.

“I think I’ll let you swallow something of mine in exchange. Now—open that pretty mouth, princess.”

I don't. For one,fuck him. And for two…well, I stillcan’t.

Takeshi arches a brow as he gazes down at me. “Oh my, is this an act ofdefiance? Or just that you still can’t move…”

He reaches down, picks up my wrist, and lifts my hand. When he lets go, it drops heavily to the bed.

He smiles widely.

“Oh, this is going to befun. Allow me.”

I’m completely helpless as Takeshi slips two fingers between my lips, resting them on my tongue. He opens my mouth wider and wider until I can feel my jaw straining.

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