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On the last word, his fingers plunge inside me.
I cry out at the intrusion as he thrusts his fingers rapidly, forcing me toward climaxfast.
“Oh fuck!” I yell, my head falling back and my hair dancing on the table.
“That’s right, love. You’re going to come for me, aren’t you? Maybe then he will understand who you belong to, hmm? God, look at you. This slick, wet pussy is all mine, isn’t it?”
I whimper and my eyes roll into the back of my head as his thumb skates across my clit.
“Perhaps we should take a picture now? Show your ex-lover how I can make your eyes glaze over. How you mewl like a kitten in my arms.”
I shriek, “Oh god, yes!”
His fingers move faster and faster, and with each swipe against my G-spot, my gasps get louder and louder. I delve my fingers into his hair and pull him down to me, kissing him with all the passion thundering in my veins. I lose myself to sensation, the hand around my throat keeping me grounded, while my body feels like it’s trying to fly away toward heaven.
Stars dance behind my eyes as I start to come.
“Look at me,” he growls.
My eyes fly open, and I look up into his face as his palm rubs down on my clit roughly. My body seizes as I come, screaming with it. I dig my nails into his shoulders as my arms shake, my back snapping into an arch.
“Holy shit,” I breathe, my body trembling and my heart beating so fast it’s like it’s trying to fly out of my chest.
He rubs my hair and kisses me on the forehead, causing me to melt. I float back down to earth and my jaw drops.He just made me do that on speaker phone.
With my ex on the line.
Chapter 17
VLAD
Her face is pink,flushed from her orgasm—beautiful—but there’s a slight look of trepidation in her eyes. She scrambles to her feet, and I move to cup her elbow, ensuring she doesn’t fall.
Her gaze is downcast, and she covers her mouth, looking at her phone like it will somehow reach out and bite her. I smirk at the thought that I will be the only one biting her for the foreseeable future. I ignore the slow throb of my cock, imagining all the different ways I will take her later this night.
“I can’t believe we just did that.”
I hand her pants to her from the floor, and she quickly puts them on. Moving toward the fridge to get her some juice, I’m smug with the knowledge that her ex-lover missed out entirely on the sounds she makes when she comes.The ingrate didn’t have the gumption to stick around for that.I go still, realizing if he had, I would need to speed his death up considerably.
“Juice?” I offer casually, as if my fingers still aren’t slick from her.
“Huh?” I turn to her as she brushes some wayward blonde locks back from her face while looking shocked. She pauses, registering the orange juice. “Oh. Yes, please.”
I pour her a drink, frowning at the expression of fear she now wears.
She cups her hands over her cheeks and shakes her head as she slides down to sit in her chair once more. “Oh my god, what have we done? He will totally tell my parents.”
The moment I heard him speaking over the phone, I dashed through the castle at speed to her side. Jealousy clouded my judgment, although I cannot argue with the results. I had wrestled with the thought of letting her go, leaving her alone to enjoy her stay, and removing myself from her presence to ensure I wouldn’t be tempted. But overhearing how he spoke to her dissolved all my control and reason. I will not allow some insolent fool to have her, much less speak to her the way he had. It made me want to mark her somehow, claim her as my own, and warn him away. What better way to do that than to show him?
Ideally, I want the male six feet under, but this will suffice for now.
I frown at the way she stares outside, unseeing. “You care so much what your parents think?”
“Well, no. I just... yeah. I guess I do.”
I hand her the glass and slide across from her, enjoying the way her eyes drift over me. “I’m afraid I won’t be asking anyone for permission to touch your pussy.”
She blushes and waves a hand dismissively. “Oh my god, no. Nothing like that. It’s just, my parents had these grand ideas about me marrying Chad. His parents are friends with my parents.”
