Page 111 of The Sea Witch's Son

Something bright lights up his eyes right before he hauls me out of bed. I shriek, clinging to the duvet as he lifts me in the air.

“What are you doing?"

“Weare going to shower.”

The blanket drags along the floor as he starts walking me to the door. I wiggle against his arms, trying to slip out and escape.

“I can’t fuck anymore. I’m tired and sore.”

“All the more reason to soak under hot water.”

“Marlin,no.” I hiss as he opens my bedroom door and carries me down the hall, “Erik will hear us.”

He grins, “Then I’ll make sure your mouth is full.”

My cheeks flush in anticipation as the bathroom lights flick on.

Shutting the door quietly behind us, Marlin puts me down on the duvet now covering the floor. I stare at our reflection, the arousal staining my cheeks and the tangled state of his hair.

We look like we spent the last few hours fucking, but more importantly, we both look alive.

Impossibly, painfully full of life.

My head hits the bottom of Marlin’s pec line. His massive upper body makes me look like a tiny doll, but he’s not looking at me like I’m breakable.

“Get on your knees.”

His threatening tone has my pussy clenching all over again. I do as I’m told, sinking onto the plush duvet. He’s already hard again, the thick head of his cock bobbing towards my face as I reach up and stroke him.

He hisses out a breath and I can’t help but smile.

“You’re supposed to be quiet.”

Pre-cum glistens along the tip, and with a swipe of my thumb, I smear it along the sides. Shades of violet flicker dangerously as Marlin watches me play with the tip, rubbing and stroking him until it’s throbbing in my hand.

“Open your mouth.”

His cock juts forward, pressing on the seam of my lips until I finally let him in. Scraping the tip with my teeth, I wrap both hands around the base and start sucking.

“You can take more than that.”

Thrusting forward, Marlin shoves a few more inches down my throat. I gag, choking on the length until he pulls back and does it again.

A hand grips my head roughly, his fingers yanking on my hair until tears spring to my eyes. He releases quiet groans that has my nipples stiffening and my pussy clenching.

“You should see yourself right now.” He thrusts forward again, “Tears running down your cheeks while I fuck the back of your throat.”

His words send another rush of pleasure through me. I let out a moan, contracting my throat and relishing in the sounds coming out of his mouth.

He’s using me, but I’m the one with the power as I scrape my nails along the base of his length.

Every flick of my tongue, every constriction of my throat has Marlin handing over his precious control. He’s unravelling beneath my fingertips, offering his pleasure on a silver platter. I take it and swallow it down the same way I do his cock, stealing it for myself so he knows exactly who it belongs to.

Slickness builds along my thighs as he starts fucking me harder, gripping my hair to the point of pain.

“Open wide, little saint. I want to see your tongue painted white.”

Cum shoots down my throat and pools in my mouth. It starts to drip down my chin, but Marlin catches it and smears it back on my lips stretched wide around his cock.

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