Page 72 of Dark OZ

“No.” My voice was rough, less syllable and more groan.

Her hand left mine and returned to my shaft. It was wet and warm from where she’d sank those wicked fingers through the folds of her pussy. She gripped the base firmly, stroking up, running the pad of her thumb over the bead of precum waiting for her. Drawing the moisture with her, the next stroke made my knees bend.

My hand reflexively curved where I still held it between her thighs. I dipped into the wet heat, making her moan louder this time. I ached to grab her hips and slam her down on top of me. It would take next to nothing. She was practically there already.

“Did it feel like this?”

Before I could think, much less answer, her lips closed around the head of my dick. She moved with lightning precision, teasingly licking the crown, then sucking lightly. I could have fucking come right then and there, but at the last burning second she stopped. I groaned. No, I growled.

Frozen in motion, Thea’s eyes flicked expectantly up to mine, waiting for an answer.

“Gorgeous, nothing feels like this.” Oz help her when I finally got my mouth on her cunt, because the only screams for mercy she’d be giving me were the ones I drove from her with my tongue.

The corners of her mouth lifted in as much of a smile as my cock could allow. Slowly, she sank down until her lips met where her hand gripped me tightly. She drew back up, a whisper of her teeth forcing my heart rate to skyrocket. She sucked and licked, pushing further down with each revolution until the head of my cock pressed against the back of her throat.

“Mother of all that is wicked,” I cursed. How had I ever thought she had an ounce of purity in her? Thea’s sea-green eyes met mine again, the pupils giant black saucers of dilated lust. The determination behind them sent me spilling down her throat. I pushed against her mouth, gripping the back of her head and being much rougher than I had any right to. In response, she hummed—fucking hummed with pleasure.

My vision vibrated with the tremor pulsing along my dick. The suction she’d started and never truly eased intensified, drawing out my orgasm into an endless stream. I wasn’t sure if it would actually end. It redefined my entire notion of what it meant to come. She swallowed, again and again, her tongue pulsing around me. With each surge of pleasure, she obliterated the world.

“Fuuuck, Thea..”

When she was finished, she climbed back up my body, licking her lips. Thea was a goddess, a conqueror, a prowling lioness standing over her kill, ready to tear into my flesh.

“Was that all?”

Was that all? I couldn’t fucking remember anything before she’d touched me. She’d woven her spell. My dreams would be of one thing and one thing only, but first…

“No. Your turn, Beautiful.”

Chapter 33

“Onyourstomach,Darling.”With a smirk, she dutifully followed my directions. The round curve of her ass was gilded in the low light from the cracked bathroom door. I wanted to take a bite out of it. Maybe I would, later.

Using my thigh to force hers apart, I pressed my leg against her core. She was blazing hot and soaked. I hovered my torso over her back, careful not to rub against the still-tender flesh. Danny had already done enough damage for one night. I had to re-tape two of the lacerations after the pounding she’d taken earlier.

I spoke into her ear, my breath shifting the small hairs that hung at her nape. “Was it sucking my cock that made you this wet?”

Thea shivered, clutching the pillow as I pressed harder against her. “Or was it seeing me submit to your will at the mere suggestion of your mouth that did it?”

Her hips rocked in a needy tilt, chasing the friction she was craving. I pinned them with mine, forcing them to still. Thea grunted with frustration.

“No… It’s because you know thatyou’ve ruined me. I felt the wicked depths of hell in that release, bowed at the feet of my dark goddess, and sold my soul for the promise of more.”

“I like the sound of that.”

“Not as much as I love this one.”

I tilted my hips, my already hardening dick rubbing against her ass. She moaned my name. It was so fucking good spilling from her lips that I did it again with enough force to press her entire body into the mattress. The full length of her spine curved, and a delicious cry escaped her.

I reached an arm around her hips, sliding my hand into place so our mutual rocking ground her clit into my palm. The moment I touched her, she rocked faster.

“You like that, don’t you, gorgeous.” This was her game, and she wasn’t going to wait for me. Thea would hunt down her own high and use me to do it. Even pinned beneath me, she refused to relinquish control now that she’d seized it.

If she wanted to set the rules for this game, then I was going to play by them. I eased back from her, anchoring my hand at the base of her neck to keep her in place. She whimpered and wriggled to try and find a way back into my embrace. When she couldn’t find it, she growled with contempt.

“Ah, ah, ah. You know how this works.” I dragged her hair to the side and kissed the small dip where her neck met her shoulder.

“Fine,fine! Ask your question.”

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