Page 35 of Hell's Queen

He doesn’t even pull back, licking up every drop of my pussy. His hands hold me in place even as I try to get away. Every time his tongue flicks my pussy, my body twitches. After a second, he lets me go.

My head spins as I lay down, boneless, next to him. His tongue licks around his mouth, and what he couldn’t get, his hand did. He strips off his clothes, and I watch, enjoying every moment of his muscles moving.

“Turn over.”

My eyes narrow on him as I say, “I’m in charge.”

He chuckles. “That’s why you got off on my face when you wanted to. Turn over.”

I won’t budge, challenging him.

He grabs my hips and turns me over forcibly. Gasping, I grip the pillow as my ass is brought up. “Don’t make me treat you like Jigsaw does.” He pushes my head into the pillow, and when I try to get back up, he slaps his palm right against my ass.

Gasping, I freeze. I never thought I would like spanking as much as I do. My pussy clenches at the pain, and I almost beg for more.

“Listen to me.”

I don’t, letting my ass drop onto the bed.

His arm wraps around my waist and pulls me up, hand slapping against my ass again. I cry out, placing my face on the pillow. “Who’s in charge?”

“Me,” I challenge.

His palm slaps against my ass hard, and his fingers sting my pussy. He spanks me once more, and that one hurts the most, feeling hotter than The Flame on my body.

“I’m in charge?”

“Yes,” I cry out, closing my thighs. My juices roll down my inner thighs. My core needs a release, and I have no idea how spanking built me up.

“You’ll be a good girl and take me, right?”

I nod.

“Words, Asura,” he barks.

“Yes! Yes! Please, Ledger.”

“Please, what?” His hand rubs over my ass, relieving some pressure on it.

“Please fuck me,” I beg. I can’t take it anymore. I need him.

He pulls my ass to him and presses his tip into my pussy. “You want it?”

“I already said I did!” I snap.

“Are you sure?”

“Ledge—”

He slams himself inside of me, and instead of the pain I thought I would feel, I feel immense pleasure. I cry out, grabbing the pillows. “Oh my god!”

“No.” He pulls out and slams into me again. “Just me, baby.” He takes me, controlling everything. I can’t even think as his thick cock hits my quivering walls. His hands run down my spine, and when he fists my hair and pulls, his cock hits that nice spot. “Scream my name,” he orders, not letting up. “Show them who had you first.”

“This isn’t our house.”

He scoffs. “You fucked Ozias in the library. Like, you give a fuck. No one is home but your men. Show them who you belonged to first. Scream.”

He’s right. I didn’t care; his cock was hitting all the right spots, sending me into a moaning spiral. My head spins as the orgasms build.

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