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“What do you see?”

“You’ll see it when I make you come,” he says with a smirk.

He kneels down, but doesn’t immediately dip his head between my legs. That would normally frustrate me. But today I’m relieved.

Instead, he starts by running kisses up my right leg. The first kiss causes me to shudder. As he continues going up my leg, my heart begins to race in anticipation, if not excitement yet. My body starts to grow comfortably warm, knocking off the chill I sought to get rid of earlier.

He takes his time. Sometimes taking the time to nip and suck at a piece of skin until I’m sure there’s going to be a mark left before he licks it, kisses it, then kisses further up my leg. He makes it all the way up to my upper inner thigh. So close that I feel his breath on my pussy.

My breath begins to come out in pants as I anticipate him putting his mouth there. Whether in nervousness or excitement, I’m not sure. But then, he takes his mouth away and starts all the way from the beginning but with my left leg. And this time, when he makes it all the up to my inner thigh and I feel his breath on my on my pussy, I’m sure the anticipation is nothing except excitement.

I wait with bated breath for him to cover my pussy with his mouth, but, first, he looks up at me and says, “Tell me you want me to eat your pussy.”

Now this sounds like a request. Even if it’s not phrased as one.

“Eat my pussy,” I manage to breathe out.

“No,” Viper says in a firmer tone. “Demand it.”

I look down at him in confusion.

“What?”

“Command me. Command me to do it. Don’t leave room for me to say no. Just like you didn’t leave room for me to say no when you told me we were going to take Pray’s empire.”

That’s not how I remember it. I remember my heart pounding and being terrified he’d turn me down, but also knowing that no wasn’t an option. Posturing in such a way and putting up such a confident front that there was no way he could turn down what I was offering.

It’s not very hard to put myself back in that moment. Albeit this time without the fear. Because even though my body is uncertain, I know that I have nothing to fear from Viper.

“Eat it,” I say. Snarl really. “Eat my pussy.”

Viper grins, just as wild and manic and unhinged and dangerous as his grin was the night he agreed to this whole plan for vengeance.

“Watch the mirror,” he says.

Then without breaking eye contact with me, he puts his mouth on my pussy and instantly my legs seize and clamp around his head at the pleasure that jolts through me. As he uses his wicked tongue to start the upward climb to take me over the edge.

Remembering his request to look in the mirror as he did it, I take a gulp of air to gain some control and force myself to look. To see Viper’s head buried between my legs. My legs clamped up around his head. My hands gripping the sheets beneath me. My body flush. My chest heaving. My nipples hard and pointed. My swollen lips panting out heavy breaths. My long wavy hair falling all over me.

Suddenly, I see it.

I know what Viper sees when he’s eating my pussy. When he’s fucking me. Not something weak. Not something to be ashamed of. Not something humiliating. It’s something as wild and manic and unhinged and dangerous as the grin he gave me earlier. Something powerful. Something that can’t be stopped.

If I should find it weird to be turned on by the image of myself being fucked by Viper’s mouth, I don’t care. Because it does. Turn me on. Much more than I was earlier. Maybe more than I was earlier.

I let out a moan as Viper concentrates on my clit, and the image of myself in the mirror moaning is almost enough to make me come on my own.

Instinctively, my body wants to fall back at how good this feels, but I can’t take my eyes off the mirror. So I grab the back of Vipers head with both hands to brace myself and press him closer all the while not taking my eyes off the mirror.

“Oh,” I cry out as I feel my orgasm coming. “Fuck!”

I come. Harder than I thought I would be able to take after last night. But it feels different now. It’s addicting. And I want to feel it over and over again. I want to feel more powerful.

Emboldened, I pull Viper’s head away from my pussy. He looks up at me with a raised eyebrow.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“I’m going to sit on your face,” I say, leaving no room for him to deny me.

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