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I grasped the back of her head tight, hearing her little squeaks as I stepped closer to her. Harder and faster, the crown of my dick practically slid down her throat. Holy fuck, it was incredible.

She tilted her head back farther and gagged as I pushed deeper into her throat, and then she swallowed hard.Holy fucking hell. I held my cock deep in her throat for several seconds as her eyes grew wide.

Her hands moved to my hips as she pushed against me. I backed halfway out and her nostrils flared wide. Oxygen filled her lungs. I smirked and pushed back in.

With renewed resolve, she steeled her eyes and swallowed hard to let me all the way in once more. I repeated the move several more times, and hearing her moan, I lost it.

“Fuck, yes!” I yelled as cum shot out fast and hot. It ran down the back of her throat, taking me by surprise. I hadn’t realized I was that close. I held her head hard to me, forgetting where we were.

“Nik,” Sebastian shouted, finally pulling me from my trance.

I delicately traced her face as my cum continued to shoot into her mouth, running down her throat. Her eyes were wide, and tears fell down her cheeks. She swallowed and swallowed some more, possessively lapping and sucking me clean like she couldn’t get enough.

What the fuck just happened? She sucked me dry. Every. Fucking. Single. Drop. My dick was so sensitive that each lick sent shock waves through me. “Okay, baby, damn. Stop, that’s driving me crazy. I can’t take it.”

She took one more final pass down me and back up, licking the tip as my sensitive cock jerked under her tongue. She pulled my pants up, tucked me back in, and stood in front of me with her head bowed. I grabbed her hands, yanking her flush against my chest and stared down at her.

She never looked more beautiful than right now; lips swollen from sucking my cock. I collapsed onto the couch, pulling her into my lap, her wetness and heat seeping through my jeans.

“We’ll need to talk later, young lady.” I needed to know who taught her how to suck dick. I was having a hard time believing she’d never done it before. But now was not the time to have that discussion. I rubbed her back, feeling her nod her answer.

“Words, malyshka.”

“Yes, Sir, I understand.”

Chapter 53

Ivan

The Blade’s Turn

Trying to make sense of what I’d just witnessed was almost laughable. I knew she was an ultimate freak—or would be if allowed to do what she wanted with us. I’d seen her absolutely wild side every night she was in my bed, and a part of me was afraid of what she was going to ask for next.

Sebastian cleared his throat. “Shall we continue, tiny tot, or do you need a break?”

“No break needed.” She hopped down off Nik’s lap and presented herself once more in front of him.

“Very well, which King is next?”

“Ivan, and I’ll need some lube, please,” she said sweetly, like she was asking for a cup of sugar.

She did that thing again, where she clasped her hands in front of her, emphasizing her beautiful breasts. Alek smirked and walked over to one of the cabinets.

“Do you need it orally pleasing?” he teased.

She shook her head no, causing Nik to laugh. Her throat was probably too sore with how he fucked it so roughly. Alek handed it to her; she clasped it in her hands.

Turning to me, she said, “My beloved, you’ve let me dry hump you, what, a hundred times?”

I grinned at her exaggeration but nodded.

“That ends tonight. It’s flesh on flesh for you. I’m going to kneel next to you on the couch, and I’m going to edge you as you’ve never been edged before. You will be begging me to let you come. And I promise if you’re a good boy, I’ll let you.”

Sebastian roared, and I shook my head. She was pushing it, but my real truth was I’d give the little shit anything in the world. If she wanted to edge me, I’d let her.

“Is that so?” I cocked my head to the side.

“Yes, Sir, and I can see you doubt me. That’s too bad. Reaper, Crow, wanna make a bet I can make the Blade beg?”

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