Page 76 of Savage Queen (Blood Empire 3)

“Nope.” I move one of his arms up and over his head. He follows my movements letting out a ‘what the fuck’as I start to strap his wrist into a leather strapped cuff. “I told you, this was all about me taking control.” I do the other wrist. “Do you trust me?”

“With my life,” is his instant response.

I grin at that. “And what is your choice for a safe word?”

“Egg.”Egg it is.

Leaning over, I grab something from the little table next to the bed. A blindfold.

“What’s that?” he asks.

“No talking, no seeing. Only feeling,” I inform him. “Is this alright?” he nods, and I slip it over his eyes.

Without any more words, I have my way with him while making him feel good, doing it at my pace.

My hips rock, and I glide my pussy lips along his length, making his hips buck.

“Don’t make me strap your legs down, too.” I chuckle, and he mutters his complaint.

Leaning over, I kiss along his chest, loving the feeling of my skin on his. Stopping at his nipple, my tongue flicks out, making him groan, but it turns into a hiss as I bite down on it. I can feel the slickness that accompanies the coppery taste of blood, and I moan, my eyes rolling back.

“You bit me,” he grumbles.

“I did. And you liked it,” I say with a hint of playfulness. He doesn’t say anything, confirming my suspicion.

I kiss along his chest and up to his neck, my hands roaming his body as I rock against his cock until I’m driving him crazy.

“Please,” he begs, and it sounds so sweet coming from a man so determined to always be in control.

“Do you want your cock inside me?” I ask him, my lips brushing against his neck.

“Yes,” he moans.

“Do you want my cunt to grip your length so hard that you cum like a fucking hose?”

“Please!”

“Shhh.” I kiss his neck, sucking hard and leaving a mark. It’s going to drive him crazy seeing that in the morning, but it’s not going to be the only mark I leave on him tonight. “I got you. Good boy.”

Seeing no need to deny myself his delicious cock, I rise up and grip his shaft. His breathing picks up as I place the tip to my entrance. Once I know it’s in position, I hover there, just to fuck with him before bracing my hands on his chest and slamming down on his cock.

“Fuuuck,” Dean growls.

“Sweet god.” I moan, my nails digging into his chest as my pussy adjusts to his size. The burn is fucking perfect. I waste no time before I start to ride him, needing to feel his cock gliding in and out of me, stretching me good.

“Now, be a good boy, only moans and screams, and I’ll make you cum.”

I start to move my hips. It feels too good to go slow. I slam myself down on his cock over and over again, hitting just the right spot.

“Yes!” I scream as I feel my orgasm start to build already. Faster and faster, I ride him, my breasts bouncing while my nails claw up his chest.

The noises coming from him makes my pussy flood. He’s loving it, every second of it. And I’m giving that to him.

Needing my own release, I work myself over until I’m a panting mess, my heart beating out of control.

And just as I hit the good spot again, I’m sent flying over the edge. “Dean!” I scream, tossing my head back, my back arching as my pussy grips his cock, pulsing around him. I cum hard, soaking him in my release.

Trying to catch my breath, I lean over and kiss Dean. He’s taken by surprise for a moment but starts to kiss me back with a burning hunger. Our tongues battle together, his kisses tasting so sweet.

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