Page 170 of Filthy Royal

“Yes, Omega, that’s it. Suck it just like that. Like you missed it. Like you can’t get enough.”

Hollowing her cheeks, she did just that.

Maybe too readily, too desperately. The splashes of colors on the walls grew fainter, making him worry that this was more than just pleasure or connection. That this could also be repenting.

And that shit had no place between them.

His hand slid from her throat to caress her jaw. “That’s so good, baby. It’s only your tongue and your slick I want on this cock.”

The splashes of color on the walls intensified and brightened.

He liked that a lot.

Just as he liked how she kept working him faster. Sucking deeper.

But he wasn’t finishing like this. So he did what he had to do. His fingers tightened in her hair, and he held her against his cock, her nose pressed to his hipbone.

As he intended, her gaze locked with his.

Then, executing his sneak attack, he gave her what was in his heart.

“You were always meant to be my destiny. My only. Not just by the hands of fate, but because I forge my own path, and you are it. I will fight any obstacle to keep you by my side. To have this mouth forever. You are more than my fated mate; you are my everything.”

He loosened his hold and slid her head back so she could see all that was in his heart.

“I waited for you, baby. Only you would do. No one else.” He softened his grip, his hands stroking through her hair. “And now that you’re here, I’m never letting you go. I’m going to worship you, Scarlett. I’m going to take care of that soft skin, that sweet pussy, and that scared, wounded heart, and you’re going to let me.”

Then, without warning, he pulled her off him with a loud pop. “Starting right now.”

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Scarlett

Stunned by the tenderness of his words and sudden movement, it took Scarlett a moment to catch up. By then, she was on her back on the hide, with Damien looming above, his big body spreading her legs wide as he wedged himself between her thighs, his expression fierce and determined. And so beautiful.

“Hold on to the rock above the ledge.”

She knew that tone. And she followed his command without question, her shaking fingers finding an anchor and holding on tight as her back arched and her aching nipples pointed toward the ceiling.

“This is mine now.” His lips rubbed softly over her mound. “Mine to please. Mine to exalt.” He took a long, slow lick. “Mine to dirty the fuck up.”

All she could do was whimper.

His palms slid beneath her bottom and lifted her hips higher. “So fucking perfect. Every bit as gorgeous as I remember.” He growled low. “Even prettier now that my cock’s been there. Now that I know how strong my female is. What she’s made of.”

She sank her teeth into her lower lip to keep from begging. She loved having him in her mouth, but this… this was amazing too.

As was every single moment with him.

A single finger slid between her thighs, grazing her swollen folds. “You hear me, Omega? You understand just how much I want you?”

“Damien.” She raised her hips to bring him deeper.

He grunted. “Yes. Such a needy girl. Is this for me?”

She nodded, suddenly inexplicably shy.

“Tell me.”

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