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All coherent thought fled her mind. She floated in a blissful haze, her pleasure mounting with each rapid beat of her heart.
He started swirling his tongue around her clit and she moaned at the sensation. Not slowing his pace, he moved a hand to her entrance, tracing through her wetness.
“Oh!” Her head fell to the side and she gripped his hair harder, digging her nails into his scalp. He growled in response and swirled upon her clit faster.
Then, without warning, he drove a finger deep inside her.
She gasped at the sudden fullness. Yes, even with the one finger, she felt quite full. He was a massive male, and his hands were very much in proportion to the rest of his body.
When he withdrew slightly, only to add a second finger during his next plunge, she trembled with need and arched her center into his touch, craving more.
“You’re getting so wet, Layla.” His eyes flickered to hers. Her essence gleamed on his lips and he gave her a dark smile that sent jolts of anticipation through her. “I intend to make you gush with wetness, human, and after you’ve reached your pleasure, I’m going to pound into you until you beg for mercy.”
Chapter 12
Well,General Zamek certainly had his dirty talk down. The crass things he said made her quiver with need and sent heated tingles throughout her body.
He commenced a steady thrusting motion into her pussy with his two thick digits, all the while circling her clit with his tongue, applying more and more pressure with each swipe.
Her release crashed into her with all the force of a tidal wave, and she writhed beneath him as he held her down, still lapping at her clit. Once the last vestiges of her orgasm faded, he withdrew his fingers from her core and gave her nubbin one final swipe with his tongue. Extra sensitive after her release, she gasped and jerked at the sensation.
Another dark smile crossed his features. Holding her gaze, he quickly wiped his mouth on the back of his arm—which made her flush with shame (she couldn’t believe how wet she’d gotten)—then he yanked her off the bed, forcing her to her knees on the floor.
His hard cock jutted out before her and she immediately surmised his intent.
“If you know what’s good for you, human, you’ll start sucking right now. I want your belly full of my seed when I finally fuck you.”
Again with the dirty talk. Heated spasms assailed her, and she found herself moving forward to accept his girth in her mouth. He tasted musky but pleasant, a continuation of his enticing masculine scent.
The drop of precum on the tip of his cock tasted salty but somehow different from a human man’s, though she rapidly pushed this thought aside. She wanted to enjoy this without comparing him to her previous human lovers, including the one who’d gotten her into this mess in the first place—he who shall not be named.
General Zamek grasped her hair, holding her head in place, and began thrusting in and out of her mouth, setting a rapid pace. She struggled to accept his huge cock and gagged a few times when it hit the back of her throat. A dark chuckle left him. Heat coiled inside her and her clit resumed pulsing, as if she hadn’t just had the best orgasm of her life only seconds ago. His roughness and his dominance enthralled her. Despite herself, a wave of submission washed over her, and she found herself wishing to please him.
She hollowed her cheeks and obediently accepted each rapid thrust of his cock, and eventually she stopped gagging whenever he hit the back of her throat. His length swelled larger in her mouth—if that were possible—and he emitted a fierce growl that echoed off the walls.
“You’re to swallow every last drop,” he said in a voice full of command. “If you fail to do so, we’ll start this all over again.”
She glanced up and shuddered at the ominous intent in his eyes. He meant it. If she didn’t manage to swallow all of his seed—how much stuff did a Kall male produce anyway?—he would start this whole process again. He likely wouldn’t have to wait more than a minute either, as Kall males possessed remarkable stamina, or so she’d heard.
A second later, he erupted into her mouth with another intense growl. His salty warmth rolled over her tongue and hit the back of her throat.Oh dear God in heaven. She gulped once, twice, and finally a third time, just to get it all down.
His cock pulsed in her mouth, practically vibrating, and her core spasmed as she considered how it might feel when he emptied himself into her pussy.
Finally, he withdrew from her mouth and peered down at her with a look of growing warmth. He looked… pleased. She beamed inwardly, knowing she’d done a good job of sucking his cock and swallowing every last drop just as he’d ordered.
He cupped her face with one large hand. “Such a good little human. Now, get on the bed. I’m not finished with you yet.”
He helped her to her feet and guided her back to the bed, where he arranged her on her hands and knees. She’d expected as much—Kall males usually mounted their females from behind—and she trembled in place as she awaited that first hard plunge.
Joining her on the bed, he situated himself behind her and grasped her hips, pulling her back until his cock rested directly at the part of her that was aching most fervently.Oh God yes. Oh please.
He released one of her hips and dragged his cock through her vast moisture. Teasing her. Coaxing her. Driving her mad with lust. If she knew him better, she might’ve called him a bastard. But, despite this encounter they were sharing, she didn’t feel comfortable enough around him to call him such a name.
Though she’d consented to this, he still held more power than her in their relationship.
Ugh,relationship. She cringed at the word.
This wasn’t a relationship by any means, nor could it ever be. She was his prisoner, the human who’d been given to him to slake his need for revenge.
