Page 74 of Nidev and Lyric

Finally, his hands very slowly released her hips, his mouth giving her one last, possessive kiss. He rose over her, his silver eyes blazing, breathing ragged.

“Who do you belong to?” he murmured, his voice dark and satisfied, wet lips gliding over hers.

“I belong to you,” she gasped, fighting to catch her breath as tears flooded her eyes. “Always and forever.”

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Lyric could hardly believe the way Nidev was looking at her now—like a beast about to tear her apart. Like he’d been teased and would now make her pay.

“On your knees,” he growled, his voice nothing but raw command. “Hands flat on the couch. Face the mirror. I want you to see what I’m going to do to you.”

Her heart hammered against her ribs as she eagerly obeyed, dropping to her hands and knees, her body aching to be fucked to pieces by him.

She looked in the mirror at her wild, desperate expression. Her flushed skin, the way her breasts hung as she braced herself for whatever perfect thing he intended to do.

She watched him lean and grab something. The sound of a cork popped and he poured a thick, amber oil over his hands, filling the air with an earthy, masculine smell that brought atingle throughout her body. It smelled unique and dangerous and sinful. Just like him.

“This,” he rasped, rubbing his hands together until the oil glistened over his skin, “is us. Blended to bind us deeper.”

Her pulse thundered as he pushed her knees apart and poured the oil over her ass then spreading it. The slickness glided over her curves, his fingers rubbing it into her flesh with slow, deliberate circles.

“You see how beautiful you are?” he growled, his hands sliding down her thighs, gripping and kneading until she whimpered. “I could eat you alive right now.”

“Do it,” she dared, desperate for exactly that. “Do whatever you want to me.”

“I will,” he promised, reaching again for something beside him. Her breath froze at the sleek, double-ended toy that gleamed in the firelight. He rubbed his hands all over the black body of it, coating it in oil as she eyed the design. Almost a U shape, with one end having a round and curved tip, the other larger and much thicker.

“Remember what I said about touching every part of your king?” he asked, his voice low and heavy.

Her mouth went dry, her entire body clenching at what he meant. “Tell me what to do.”

He moved closer, his cock hot and hard against her thigh. “First, you’re going to make me ready. And then, you’re going to fuck me while you take my cock nice and deep and hard. Till you’re screaming.”

The savage threat made her hands tremble as he took her hand and wrapped it around the toy, her breath shaky as he coated it with more of the oil. His chest heaved as he watched her in the mirror, the ravenous hunger in his face making her entire body clench.

“Put it in me,” he ordered, his voice frayed. “I want to feel you fucking me while I destroy you.”

Her fingers trembled as she reached back, guiding the curved end of the toy against his ass. His groan was immediate, his entire body tensing as she pressed it inside him, feeling the way his muscles clenched and shuddered.

“Fuck, yes,” he seethed, covering her hand with his. “More,” he ordered, helping her push it deeper.

Arousal spiked at the way his body trembled beneath her touch. “You like that?” she dared, the whisper thick with a bold desire.

She looked at his face, moving it deeper. “I fuckingloveit,” he growled, taking hold of the other end and moving the large tip into her pussy.

She gasped at feeling his hot crown on her butt, the memory of before sending sparks of heat. “Take me in,” he ordered, his tone unyielding. She gasped when he delivered a spank on her ass, his cock entering her. He let out a ravenous growl as he slid all the way in, causing the toy to go deeper into both of them.

“God, you’re so fucking tight,” he groaned, his voice raw. “You feel how deep I am in you? How deep you are in me?”

“Yes,” she gasped, her head falling forward. “Yes, Nidev. Don’t stop.”

He moved his hips slowly, in and out, finishing with a thrust that promised much more. “Are you ready to be torn apart? Look at me in the mirror.”

She looked, watching him twist the toy and press it deeper inside himself. When he shoved his cock into her, the toy thrust into him. Seeing his body jerk with pleasure, every muscle strung tight as he held her hips was pure, filthy, hot pleasure and she could hardly breathe with it. Then he began fucking her ass faster, making the toy fuck them both the same.

“Oh, God,” she choked out, her voice breaking. “God yes, yes, yes.”

“Watch us,” he growled, staring in the mirror, his hips pumping faster. She did, she watched his cock flying in and out of her ass and the toy fucking him at the same ruthless pace. She watched his face twist with the ecstasy, his muscles flex with the brutal pleasure. The sight of their bodies moving together, the sheer, filthy perfection, made her mind spin.

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