Page 22 of Surrender
“Open,” he commanded.
She drew in a deep breath before parting her lips. He slid into her mouth and she struggled not to gag or push him away. Oh God. He was so enormous, she didn’t know how she would manage.
Surely he couldn’t expect her to do this.
She whimpered around his large appendage and peered up at him beseechingly.
He shot her a cruel smile and gripped her head, forcing himself deeper. He liked this, she realized, he enjoyed her nervousness and reveled in pushing her limits. She pressed at his firm, muscular thighs, trying to push away from him, but he held fast, not allowing her to escape.
“Naughty little one,” he scolded. “Unless you want another spanking—a long, hard one delivered over my knee—I suggest you try harder to please me right now. Show me what a good wife you can be, Betsy.”
She breathed in through her nose and tried very hard to take him deeper. Once she stopped resisting, he loosened his hold on her head, allowing her the space she needed to start moving forward and backward upon his cock. He groaned and his fingers tightened in her hair.
“That’s it, good girl. Keep going just like that.”
Despite herself, his praise warmed her all over.
She fought the urge to gag as he pushed at the back of her throat, but she somehow managed to take more of his length into her mouth. Gradually, she became used to his size, and she continued moving her mouth over his cock, dragging her tongue up and down his length as she pleasured him.
He tightened his hold on her head and growled, a feral noise that sent quivers through her. His musky masculine scent overpowered her senses as she breathed carefully through her nose. Eventually, he stiffened and held her head in place, taking over completely as he rammed his shaft in and out of her mouth.
“You’re to swallow everything I give you, little human. Every lastfluxxingdrop.”
She whimpered around his cock as she felt the first spurt of his seed hit the back of her throat. Another spurt soon followed, then a third and a fourth, and she struggled to swallow it down. But she managed to obey his command and didn’t feel a single drop escape her lips.
She gasped for air when he withdrew from her mouth. Placing her hands on the floor, she fought to regain her strength. Exhaustion weighed upon her, but the throbbing in her center persisted, and she couldn’t help but wonder if Merokk would return the favor.
Surely he wasn’t cruel enough to send her to bed in such an agitated state?
To her surprise, he bent down and lifted her in his arms. The intense look he settled upon her made her pulse skitter. She found herself fighting the urge to wrap her arms around his neck. She wanted to touch him, to hold on to him. But something held her back.
He brought her to the bed and carefully placed her atop the covers. A strange warmth gleamed in his otherworldly eyes. She found herself unable to look away.
Affection? Reverence?
No, he couldn’t possibly care about her.
They barely knew one another, and they’d been forced to marry.
Merokk’s cock remained hard and she shot a nervous glance at it, wondering if he intended to claim her right now. Heated longing coursed through her at the prospect. As she’d learned on their wedding night, he possessed a supernatural level of stamina, requiring only a minute or two in between mating sessions until he was ready to go all over again.
What was he thinking about? Why was he simply staring down at her?
She peered up at him, wishing she felt comfortable enough around him to ask one of the many questions that buzzed through her mind. But the divide between them remained too wide, even as the sexual tension between them sizzled white-hot.
They were so different.
They came from separate worlds and his people had conquered hers.
He possessed all the power and she held none.
Her heart rate accelerated when he sat on the bed and trailed a hand down her leg. Goosebumps rose in the wake of his teasing touch. Her breathing became unsteady and she watched as his hand skimmed upward, close to the apex of her thighs.
He shifted to grasp her mound, giving it a firm squeeze, and a moan built in her throat. Then he released his hold on her, but only so he could drag one finger through the seam of her pussy. A shudder vibrated through her and she lurched into his caresses.
He leaned closer, his eyes flashing with danger.
“Sucking my cock made you very, very wet.”
