Page 147 of Breaker

“Oh fuck, yes,” he grates. “Good girl, your pussy is so wet for me.”

“Please,” I cry all my focus on where he’s eating me, fucking me hard with his fingers.

“You want to come?”

“Yes, please.”

“You have to ask me before you come,” Reaper growls around where his mouth is sucking my clit, then, “Don’t you dare come without asking for it.”

“Please,” I whimper. “Can I please come?”

My chest expands, air trapped in my lungs, hips rocking to meet his mouth. My body so primed, ready to fall over that I feel like if I don’t come now, I might shatter into a thousand pieces and never recover.

“Good girl, asking me so sweetly,” Reaper praises between licks. “Come for me, Kitten. Come all over my tongue”

It hits me so hard, my back bows, the entire bed jerking and creaking from the force of my legs and arms constricting. Reaper’s groan as I come just sends me higher. The constant rumbled praises coming from him making my legs shake,Good girl. My sweet kitty comes to beautifully for me,all while he drives his fingers in and out, not letting up.

“One more time,” he grates. “Give me another.”

Desperation claws through me. “I can’t,” I whimper, even though I feel that heat building again.

“Yes, you can,” he says, sucking harder.

Moans leave me unchecked, my body winding up, pleasure coiling deep in my bones, but I need something else. Something I don’t even know how to name.

“Please,” I beg.

“Tell me, Kitten.”

I can’t. I need more.But the words don’t leave me. “Please.”

“Please what? Use your words.”

“You.“ The word is just a breath.

“Me what?”

Take me. Use me.

Want me.

Keep me.

Tears dampen the mask.

His lips clasp over my clit.

“Please,“ I scream. “Can I come again, please?” But it’s just a tangle of words and sobbing cries.

He releases my clit just long enough to grate out, “Yes, my sweet girl, come for me again.”

I shatter, nothing existing but the starlight flooding through my veins. His mouth. His fingers. Him and me and this black hole that’s swallowing me alive.

I come back around to the sound of chains rattling. My legs are drawn up to my chest, Reaper holding me open for him. Hardness hits my clit.

“Come on, Kitten give me more.”

I feel myself nodding. Yes. Yes.You can have everything.

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