Page 222 of Bonds of Hercules
Apparently, my gag reflex was VERY developed.
Kharon chuckled darkly as I failed to suck on all of him. “Don’t hurt yourself.”
I looked up at him through the water, holding his gaze.
His hips jerked, and he whispered under his breath, “You’re destroying me,” like he was praying.
Pulling back, I licked the slope around his head.
“You’re taking him so perfectly,” Augustus praised, veins standing out on his forearm as he tipped his head back, the V of his Adonis belt straining.
Kharon’s eyes flooded with crimson as he engaged his Chthonic powers.
Waves of unimaginable pleasure rolled over me.
His emotions were jumbled, vulgar and erotic—my woman, knees, dominate, control, fuck, brand, own, claim, cherish.
Heat pooled between my legs.
I moved my right hand to the base of his hardness, cupping lower gently—Kharon’s hips jerked as he let out a guttural groan.
One emotion burned the brightest—love her.
I whimpered around his hot hardness as the pleasure increased.
“You’re so perfect for us.” Augustus stroked faster.
They were both undone before me.
The Patron Saints of Sin.
Kharon released my curls, pulling out of my mouth slowly with a tortured groan.
“Show Augustus what you learned, carissima,” he ordered, but his voice was gravelly. It had lost its edge. His cheeks were flushed, eyes glossy.
A heady wave of feminine satisfaction washed over me.
I’ve undone Kharon.
Augustus pushed his much thicker cock down, the metal jewelry on the tip glistening with precum. “You’re doing so amazing, sweetheart.”
He stared down at me with pure adoration, which I really appreciated, because I was pretty sure I wasn’t actually doing it well.
I parted my lips.
Augustus brushed hair back off my forehead with unbelievable tenderness.
I grabbed his thighs, his skin much warmer than Kharon’s, as I wrapped my mouth around his velvety softness, straining to take his width.
The cool metal of his piercing brushed across my tongue.
My lips were on fire.
It felt depraved.
Augustus tipped his head back and swore, hands bunching in my hair as he trembled beneath me, cock throbbing in my mouth. “I’m not going to be able to last,” he said with a strangled gasp. “So exquisite,sofucking perfect.”
I sucked, digging my nails into his thighs, needing to see him unravel. He thrust into my mouth, precum salty, his movement becoming more erratic.
