Page 161 of A Beautiful Crime

“You will obey me, Constantine. Your word isn’t god. Mine is.” I bite down on his lower lip. The soft tang of copper explodes on my tongue. It’s exquisite. The pain with the pleasure. How one can’t coexist without the other. Much like him and I.

Momentarily distracted, the shift in power changes. Even with his throat decorated with my hand he comes in for the kill. Like a true predator he dominates my mouth without even restraining me. His tongue delves in the recess of my mouth. Our teeth clash. Heavy pants ensue between us. He kisses me with a force that nearly knocks the breath out of me. I can feel the anger in it. The lust. The possession. The desire.

It’s entirely too easy to get swept up in the current that is Constantine Donati.

But he’s met his match.

Applying more pressure I cut his air supply. His cock twitches inside me. I grind against him, chasing after my own orgasm. Fingers bite into my upper thighs. The pain only excites me. And not a minute later I come all over his cock. The orgasm so powerful I nearly collapse on top of him. I rock through the tremors. I can feel the sweet and sticky mess I’ve made on his groin and lower abdomen.

The sound of the door opening heightens both of our senses. We both don’t even glance in the direction. Our eyes stay locked onto each other.

I feel their presence in the room.

I hear Pietro choke before he covers it up with a cough. “Uh, Constantine? Did you mean to call us in here?” Constantine eyes blaze. Muscles strain beneath me. And if his cock wasn’t rock hard inside me I wouldn’t think he would be enjoying this.

I arch a cool brow at Constantine. “Answer him.”

“You three are to stay until Carina says otherwise.”

Pietro laughs nervously. “You sure about that. Because I think you two are in the middle of something.”

Taking Constantine’s hands I trail them up my body in a sensual caress before I have him cup my breasts. I let out a soft moan and I hear another cough from Pietro.

“How does it feel? To know they are seeing me like this? To know you aren’t the only man who has seen me?” I goad.

His hands squeeze my breasts painfully. I throw my head back as a hiss escapes me.

“How do you think I feel, Carina? Your body is meant to be only worshipped by me. No one else is worthy.”

I smile naughtily. “And yet you’re the hardest you’ve ever been.” I glance down at him as I swivel my hips. He bites back a groan. “Tell them to watch, Constantine. Tell them to watch as I fucking possess you.”

“This game you’re playing is a very dirty and naughty one.” He pinches my nipples and I squeeze around him.

“Is it?” I taunt. My eyes flick to our audience. Pietro adjusts his slacks as his eyes rove my body. His pupils are blown wide. His mouth practically salivates. He doesn’t hide his arousal. Unlike Gino. He shifts from side to side trying to alleviate his hard on. His jaw is unnaturally tense. And there’s a slight flush to his skin. Rico’s eyes are vacant. So is the reaction of his body. This does nothing for him. If anything it’s an inconvenience from his work.

“Come closer boys. See how much I own your Don.”

They hesitate. Their eyes search for Constantine’s before they accept my command.

“You don’t answer to him. You answer to me.” Their eyes return to mine. Gino swallows thickly. Pietro licks his lips. Rico appears bored. “Come as close as you can get without touching me. I want you to see everything. And I want Constantine to feel it, too. To know his men get off on the sight of him being a submissive for me.”

They must hear the authority in my tone. And with the silence of Constantine they know to listen to my demands. I am their Don just as much as he is. What I say is law. And there will be consequences if not followed.

They come as close as they’re allowed. Close enough to where I can feel the heat of their skin. The hot pants of their breath.

“If any of you dare touch her I will kill you without a second thought,” Constantine seethes between clenched teeth.

My hand flexes around his throat, releasing some pressure. I flash the boys a grin. “I hope you enjoy this just as much as we will.”

Knowing what I want to do next I ease myself off him. Come leaks from my pussy and bathes his cock as I remove myself. Hiscock is still painfully hard. The tip is an angry red with pearls of precum glistening at the head.

Feeling their heated gazes on me I slide my wet pussy up his body. Over the cored muscles of his abdomen, up the hard planes of his chest until my cunt is resting right above his face.

I then place both of my hands on my thighs as his comes to cup my ass. “Worship me.” Is all I say before I sit on his face. And he does. His tongue laves up the remnants of my previous orgasm before he spears inside my cunt. His hands spread my asscheeks apart while simultaneously pushing my pussy harder against his face. The way he moves his tongue is glorious. And his nose presses perfectly against my engorged and sensitive clit.

I ride his face like I would his cock. My hands roam across my body until they come back to rest upon my breasts. And as he brings his fingers to scissor inside me while his tongue rolls clockwise and counterclockwise against my clit I throw my head back and make the loudest and most obscene noises. I don’t think I will ever know a greater pleasure than this man’s wicked mouth.

I rock against his face harder and he switches off. His tongue delves inside my pussy as his fingers strum my aching and needy clit.

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