Page 33 of Brutal Mercy

And that knowledge has me leaning in to swipe my tongue along her slit and flick against her clit. Her succulent taste explodes on my tongue, and I groan. Her salty sweetness goes straight to my dick. It pulses against my slacks. But that one taste isn’t enough. I’m not sure what will be enough, because I want to inhale every inch of her.

Clamping my hands on her thighs to hold them open, I drag my tongue through her folds from her clit all the way to her wicked back channel. She gasps, and her hips jolt at the depraved touch. She didn’t expect me to caress her little asshole. But she doesn’t push me away or tell me to stop.

Interesting.

A vision of taking her ass, of sinking my dick inside that tightly puckered hole, has precum leaking from my shaft.

But I’m shelving anal play for another time. That’s not what I want to accomplish here. This is all about seduction, about introducing her to pleasurable pursuits so that by the time I do fuck her, she’ll be ready to take me. Except it’s fucking thrilling to know she may be up for the experience down the road. It’s my job to show her how amazing sex can be. And while it’s a tall order, I’m more than up for the challenge and am eager to make her mine.

I lap at her clit, circling the bud as it swells. I revel in her shaky gasps and throaty mewls while I eat her pretty cunt. And I feel like the luckiest bastard alive because I get to do this every day for the rest of our lives. I swish my tongue through her folds, teasing her, dragging her down into ecstasy, and watching every flicker of emotion as it crosses her face. “You taste so fucking sweet. Your pussy is my new favorite dessert.”

She whimpers at my words, rocking her hips, surrendering to the pleasure I dole out, and begging me for more. And just that little movement has desire gripping me by the fucking balls.

I want to consume her. Give her pleasure she’s never dreamed of and sate myself with her stunning form.

And it’s why I take my time with her swelling clit. Changing up my strokes from long, lazy licks that have these whimpered mewls coming from her lips. But then I change it to fast flicks meant to drive her wild. Her fingers dig into the bedding as she undulates.

I nip at her clit. “No. Keep your eyes open and watch me eat your cunt. I want you to know whose mouth is making you scream.”

She lifts her eyelids, and those hazel eyes are glazed with lust. And I return to circling the bud while it swells from my attention. It drives her wild.

“Hades,” she moans loudly. Loud enough the guards stationed outside the door will hear her sweet cries.

Let them.

Hearing my name on her lips with passion riding her douses me with lust. And the mood grows darker, needier.

I snarl, gripping her thighs tighter. She’s mine. I latch my mouth onto her clit and suck hard. Pleasure bows her back, and she cries out.

I will never let her go, nor allow another man to touch her. Ever. This pussy is mine. And I take my time exploring her, learning which touches she responds to. The sounds she makes go straight to my dick.

I lift my face, my chin dripping with her juices. “This is how I’m waking you every morning for the rest of our lives. With my face between your pretty thighs, sucking on your juicy cunt until you come.”

“Oh god.” She grips the sides of her head, undulating her hips.

At her moan, I smile and return to playing with her clit. It’s so swollen it’s poking out from beneath her hood.

But it’s not enough. Because I’m going to fuck her with my tongue. The first man to do so, the only man who will ever plunge his tongue in her tight little virgin hole. I drag my tongue down her soaked slit and tease her with what I’m about to do. Circling her pretty hole, dipping my tongue inside, just the tip.

“Hades, please.” She begs through heavy-lidded eyes. Her hips gyrate in need.

My new bride is a passionate little thing. And I am happy to oblige. Because I’m desperate to see what she looks like when she comes. Gripping her thighs tighter, I plunge my tongue inside her sheath.

Pleasure bows her back, and she gasps.

I repeat the move, thrusting my tongue in as deep as possible, and fuck her with it. My cock aches in my slacks. Precum leaks from the slit, staining my trousers. Not that I give a fuck. Because all I can think about, all I can focus on, is my raging desire to sink my cock inside her cunt.

But not while she’s injured. I don’t want to hurt her further. And while she’s too injured yet to consummate our union, it doesn’t mean I can’t make my new bride come and give myself the enjoyment of eating her pretty pussy as often as possible until then.

Because I feel insatiable, like nothing and no one but her sweet pussy will ever do.

And I want her to come. I redouble my efforts. She writhes. And then her fingers slide into my hair and grip tight as she grinds against my mouth. I plunge my tongue inside at the same time I pinch her clit.

Luna goes off like a rocket. Her hips buck. She wails unintelligible sounds and smashes her pussy against my mouth.

Her cream floods my mouth. Languidly, I kiss her pussy, slurping up all her cream while she trembles from her orgasm. And damn, but I’m looking forward to tonight. Because while I may not be fucking her yet. I’m doing this every chance I get, morning, noon, and night.

I lift my mouth, and her eyelids flutter open. She stares at me with such hunger I almost say fuck it and whip out my cock.

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