Page 133 of The Road to Ruined

Declan wipes each side of the blade on his shirt before pointing the tip to my throat, a slight smile playing on his lips.He runs the flat side down my throat and over my clavicles before flipping it over. My skin stings as he leaves three barely-there cuts near my sternum. I pump his cock in my hand while blood pools in the wounds before dripping down my cleavage. He watches it disappear below the neckline with a feral look in his eyes before slicing my tank top down the middle.

"Declan!"

It happens so fast that I jump backward.

"I can buy you new clothes," he says. "Get on your knees, Teagan. It's only fair."

I drop to my knees, wrapping my lips around his deliciously thick cock, licking the tip before sucking the head into my mouth. I trace every inch of it with my tongue while taking it deep into my throat, working it with my fist while I bob my head, taking him deep enough to make my eyes water.

"Fuuuuck, Teagan," he groans. I look up at him, my watery blue eyes meeting his dark, hooded gaze. He leans against the countertop, gripping it tightly with both hands, letting me work him for a few minutes before putting his hands through my hair on either side of my head and gripping it tight, testing it out.

And what do I do? I moan around his dick.

"Yeah, this will still work just fine," he says, fucking into my face. "Just gotta get a tighter grip—that's all."

I move my hand away from his cock, allowing him to thrust deeper into my throat over and over—slowly and then faster—until he pulls me to my feet. He kisses me, his tongue slipping past my lips as he starts to pull my shorts over my hips.

"Declan, wait," I say, grabbing his wrists.

"What's wrong, kitten?" he asks, kissing my neck. It's almost impossible to think when he does that.

"I…it's just…I had sex with Sebastian in the car."

"Mmm…I see," he says, sliding my shorts and underwear over my hips until they fall to the ground. "That doesn't deter me, soare you trying to tell me you don't want me to fuck you now, or are you just letting me know why your thighs are so sticky?"

"Um…I guess the second one."

"Good," he says before lifting me onto the edge of the counter. I wrap my arms around his neck, and he grasps my legs under my knees and pushes his cock inside me.

"Ahh!"

"You feel so fucking good, Teagan. I'm not mad at my brothers for wanting to fill your tight little pussy with cum. Your perfect body was made for this, baby."

His thrusts are hard yet slow and deliberate. He takes his time dragging his cock almost completely out of my pussy before slamming back into me.

"Declan," I moan. "I love you. Don't…don't stop. Don't leave me again."

"I'll never leave you," he rasps, increasing his pace. "Never."

"I'll…oh my god…I'll…fucking kill you."

He groans loudly. "I know you will."

"Oh, fuck, just like that. Don't stop. It feels so good…I'm gonna…"

I move my hands from around his neck to the counter, gripping the sides and spreading my legs wide. I let my head fall back and scream his name when I come.

"Declan!"

I whimper as the spasms wrack my body, still tight in his hold.

"You're such a good fucking girl, Teagan," he says. "You're so perfect, kitten. I love how you feel coming on my dick."

His hands travel up my thighs from the space under my knees until he reaches my ass, gripping each cheek hard in his hands while he comes. I wrap my legs around his back and my arms around his neck again, burying my face in his shoulder until he finishes.

"I love you, Teagan," he says, kissing the side of my head.

"I love you, too."

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