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I growled as she firmly grabbed me and stroked up, adding her other hand and squeezing. Her caresses were absolute perfection. Ivan wasn’t fucking lying when he said it was epic. Precum leaked, and she licked her lips. Then her fingertip touched it and circled the head of my cock several times before wrapping her hands around me again.

“Fuck, that feels so damn good,” I groaned, the sound echoing around the room.

She pulled her hands away, and a flash of frustration burned through me.Fuck, was that how she felt during her week of edging?But then she climbed on the bed to straddle me once more. Anticipation had my cock leaking once more as she leaned forward, her pupils nearly blown from arousal, and kissed me on the lips. Then moved down my neck.

“Aleksandr King, you’re mine,” she whispered in my ear. She sucked on my neck, marking me. The way she’d claimed me, and the feel of her lips on my neck, drove me insane. Pulling back, she said, “I wanted to mark you that day in the playroom, but you wouldn’t let me.”

“Mark me all you want.” I grabbed her ass as she lowered her lips and sucked on my neck harder. A sweet moan greeted me as I rocked her against my cock. But then she stopped sucking on my neck and went to move.

“No,” I growled.

“But my mouth has need of you, Reaper,” she begged, bowing her head. With her actions, she was relinquishing control, and every bone in my body couldn’t wait to dominate this woman.

Chapter 59

Kinsley

I Want You, Reaper

This was going better than I dreamed it would. I was filled with euphoria and was more than ready to give myself to him completely. I’d never been more sure of anything in my entire life.

In that moment, I desperately wanted my Reaper, not my sweet Alek. I needed him rough, and I shook with a deep desire for him to command, control, and dominate me.

He grabbed my arm as I went to kneel. “Not yet. I need these.” His hands went to my thong. I was confused. What did he want my panties for?

He peeled them from my body, brought them up, and buried his face in them. A rush of embarrassment flooded my core. They were wet enough he could almost ring them out. But instead, he rubbed them across his lips and beard.

“Kneel.” His eyes were dark, and I trembled.

Never in my wildest imagination did I think hearing that word from the mouth of a man would have me doing anything but panicking, yet here I was, panting in anticipation. My heart beat against my ribcage, each one more powerful than the one before it.

My knees were literally weak, and the wetness between my legs was impossible to ignore. He handed me a pillow, my size making it crucial to reach him. I loved that he realized it, not to mention it made being in the position more comfortable.

I kneeled before Aleksander in supplication, staring at his impressive erection. Pronounced veins protruded down the length of him. The head was thick and smooth. It was like the rest of him, golden-tanned and dangerous looking.

My body had been in overdrive since his eyes landed on me in the bathroom. My breasts ached to be sucked, and the same with my clit. It was pulsing and screaming for attention, but it would have to wait. Tonight was for him.

“Open, kitten,” he commanded, and without hesitation, my mouth parted for him.

He pumped his dick in his hand before rubbing the smooth head of his engorged cock over my lips, painting them with precum. The salty essence of him hit my tongue, and I moaned, closing my eyes.

“This what you want?”

“Yes, Sir, more than anything. I want you to use my mouth,” I said before planting a loving kiss on his tip.

“Careful what you ask for. You’ve denied me for too long these past few days. I’m tempted toabuseyour mouth.”

“I’d expect nothing less from you, Reaper,” I breathed huskily, watching the beautiful god of a man before me stroke himself.

He brought his thick cock to my lips again, making me moan. I opened wide for him, and he thrust inside my warm, wet mouth. Worshipping him with my lips and tongue, I took my time, flicking along the underside. I worked my mouth up and down his length, adding my hand into the mixture.

“Damn, I hope you like being on your knees.” The insinuation was enough for my body to break out in goose bumps. Images of me waiting for him on my knees on his nights left me lightheaded.

“Swallow me.” He bottomed out, making me gag.

My mouth was stretched around him, and his hands were tangled in my hair. Tears streaked my cheeks as I bobbed back and forth while running my fingers up and down the back of his thighs. His grip on my hair tightened as I pumped up and down his shaft, sucking harder, the sounds sloppy and wet as he fucked my mouth.

His slow, deep thrusts turned me on, and I couldn’t think straight. I imagined him doing the same thing with my pussy. Then his fingers were on my nipples. He pinched them hard, making me go crazy on his dick.

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