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I’m helpless under your pussy and you love it. Don’t you?

Beneath her throne, head cradled in velvet, gaze pinned between her thighs, I waited.

Panting.

Eyes wide.

A beast in invisible chains.

Willing.

Worshipful.

My heart in her hands.

My soul all hers.

And above me. . .Nyomi sat sexy and composed—but her hips shifted just a fraction, and I caught the smallest shiver in her hands.

Mmmm. Yeah. I’m getting to her too. Even gods tremble.

Chapter forty-six

The Queen and Her Good Little Dragon

Nyomi

I didn’t know how I was still breathing.

I didn’t know how I was still pretending.

Because inside—I was ruined.

Shaking.

And the problem?

He hadn’t even fucking touched me with his wet tongue yet.

Every nerve in me was lit. And every time I looked down at his cock—thick, smooth, leaking—I lost another piece of my mind. The rose-shaped piercing glinted in the red light, gorgeous and vicious.

I thought his cock was pretty in the photo, but now?

Now, I wanted to own it.

Taste it.

Slide it so deep inside me the petals bruised my soul.

And that scared me. Because I understood him now. I understood the obsession that he had with me because I was becoming obsessed with him.

I was now understanding his need to claim me because I damn sure yearned to claim him.

It was all in me now. . .the madness of wanting to be the only one in his bed. In fact, I couldn’t even imagine any other woman touching him.

I might kill her, and I wasn’t even about that life, but I might. . .

And even crazier. . .Kenji looked so good beneath my pussy I almost forgot how to speak several goddamn times.

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