Page 69 of Deception

“You are the only woman I will ever need.” The words murmur from my lips, scripting over her back with a shiver and goose pimples that swell beneath my tongue as I lick and suck a wet, open-mouthed kissed trail to her neck.

As much as the bastard in me wants to physically obliterate her, there’s a bigger part—one that has never existed before—that needs to worship. I need to show her what she means. What her choice means.

“Turn over,” I order while flipping her onto her back.

In the muted light, her eyes sparkle up at me, making my chest squeeze around my frantic heart as I sit back onto my heels and pull her over me. Chest to chest. Mouth to mouth. I drink every trembling gasp as I lift her, my cock finding her entrance, before I lower her onto me.

“Oh… Oh, God…” she hisses, hands clawing at my shoulders while I part her ass, a cheek in each palm while my fingertips hold the plug deep. “You’re… Toma-Ma-Master… Oh, God…”

“Look at me, pet,” I demand as her cunt chokes around my cock. So fucking tight that it hurts too fucking good. When she meets my stare, half-lidded and overcome, I tell her, “You don’t come until I say so.”

Slamming her the rest of the way down, I flex up, bottoming out and causing Lucy to scream as she goes limp in my arms. The hoarse pleas and cries become louder, more garbled, completely crazed as I fuck into her, a hand toying with the plug while the other knots into her hair.

Perspiration slicks her long locks to both our bodies as I rut into her clenching cunt.

“Don’t come,” I warn when she begins to shake and tense.

With her hands moulding to my jaw, Red touches her forehead to mine. “Please, please… I can’t…”

Tears streak down her face, and before they drip, I drink them up, licking them and savouring the tang of her despair for me. It tastes as potent as the tug of her soul on mine, of the light and hope she holds inside her, and I want it all. Every dredge. Every drop.

“Who do you belong to, Red?”

“You, Ma-Ma?—”

Cutting off her choked reply, I ask, “Do you love your master?”

A sharp gasp escapes her. A quick breath that upends the moment between us, leaving the question hanging for far too long, making it almost impossible to hold back the violent need to force her to give me what I want.

The caving of her chest when she exhales causes me to hold still, watching while more tears flood her eyes and her hands grasp my face harder.

It’s all there in her eyes even before Red admits it with a whispered “Yes.”

Toying with the plug in her ass, I tell her, “You’re going to come, and you’re going to make it quick.”

I don’t care for anything else right now apart from taking all her love. The urge to break her heart is beyond anything I’ve ever felt, and only so that I can piece it back together in such a way that she can never leave me. In a manner that it’ll fall apart and shatter without me.

With another thrust, I drive inside her hard enough that she’s knotting her fingers in my hair to hold herself in place. The clamping of her cunt makes my muscles coil tighter. If she doesn’t come soon, I won’t last much longer.

“Eyes on me, malyshka,” I grunt into her ear.

The softness of my voice is gravelled with my need as I nip down from her ear to the corner of her mouth. Then, as she opens her mouth with a deep gasp, I lick over her fat lip, sucking it into my mouth as I adjust myself beneath her so that I’m leaning into the mound of cushions and she’s riding my cock.

With my hand still tangled with her lengths, I grasp her throat with one hand while I brace myself on the other, holding her in place while I fuck into her with her tits trembling between us with every thrust.

Spectacular. That’s the only way to describe the sight of her taking me to the hilt. Our flesh slapping together as she stutters incoherent curses and crazed screams. Eyes on me as tears stream down her face and red tendrils billow around elegant shoulders.

“Does it hurt?” I ask, pressing my thumb into the bottom of her jaw. “Is my cock too much for your tight little cunt?”

With her hands grasping my wrist, Lucy squeezes and scratches at me the harder I fist her delicate neck in my hand. From the moment I laid eyes on her, I’ve wanted nothing more than to snap every dainty bone in her body. And as she comes for me with a strangled cry, there isn’t a part of her that doesn’t shatter. Tense muscles lax, leaving her limp in my hold while her body convulses with her orgasm, and I ease the toy from her ass.

Breathless, Lucy barely utters a sound as I flip her onto her back and kiss her. With my weight pressing her into the mattress, I hook her legs over my hips as I push inside her again, drinking down the vibrations of her silent hums as I give her what she wants. I love her from the inside out. With my tongue savouring and my body tangled in hers. All night long.

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LUCY

To love, honour, and obey.The words replay in my head as I take another short sip of my champagne and admire the way the diamonds on my wedding band sparkle in the setting sun.

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