Page 48 of Twisted Empire: King's Gambit

I draw my hand to her face, stroking her cheek with my thumb. “Aren’t you tired of fighting whatever this is between us?” I say, breathing out a sigh. “Fuck knows I am.”

She bites her bottom lip, and I stifle a groan. “I … But after… will you go back to ignoring me and treating me like I don’t exist like on our wedding night?”

Guilt claws at me as I recall blatantly ignoring her for those few weeks, but I was only doing it to protect myself. In turn, it seems to have hurt her. Fuck.

Taking her face in both of my hands, I shake my head. “I don’t want to go back to that, if you’ll have me,” I say with a sigh. “I’m yours, Gabriette. I’ve been yours since the moment you promised to make my life a living hell.”

She chuckles at this, then she slides her hand up and over my chest towards my neck. “Then I guess I’m yours too, Baranov.”

MIKHAIL

Her confirmation has me bursting with pride, and I lean down to brush my lips over hers. “Call it even, then?”

I feel her smiling when she nods, and without any other prompt, I claim her mouth in a searing kiss that borders on a promise.

This woman has been a temptation since I set my eyes on her, a maddening reminder of how easily a beautiful woman can betray you. And yet, I could do nothing as I slowly fell for her, no matter how many times I tried to stay away.

While kissing, I pick her up and lead her over to the bed. For some reason, a sliver of nervousness passes through me; a feeling I am not used to at all. God, this woman is making me feel everything at once.

She pulls me closer to her, wrapping her legs around my waist with her fingers pulling at my hair. Something tells me I haven’t been the only one feeling this absolute need since the first time we were intimate.

I break off the kiss and trail my tongue along her jaw, right to her neck, listening to her moan in response. With my arms wrapped around her waist, I spin us around so she’s on top of me, watching me with cautious eyes.

“I’ve craved this pussy since my first taste of it,” I say, running my hands up the side of her body. “Time to sit pretty, my queen.”

Her eyes grow wide when I say this. “What? You want me to—”

“Sit on my face so I can devour you? Yes, but first I need you to take off this thing so I can see those gorgeous tits,” I say, and a pretty little blush covers her cheeks when she drags the nightie over her head.

God, she’s gorgeous; now I’ll finally get to do more than sample her … and fuck me if I’m not starved.

“Perfect,” I say as I drink her in, cupping those tits that are more than simply a handful; only for my gaze to land on her bare pussy. “Oh? No panties,Malyshka? Did you expect this?”

She bites her bottom lip and shakes her head. “I don’t sleep with panties on.”

I groan at the thought of her sleeping next to me with no panties. “Hmm, easy access for me, then,” I say, grinning. “Now, come here.”

When I lift her ass, she gives a little squeal that quickly tapers off into a moan the second I drag my tongue through her slick heat. “Hold on tight,” I say with a grin and start to feast on her pretty pink pussy.

Gripping her hips, I swirl my tongue around her swollen clit and love the way a tremble shoots through her. I suck the tight bundle of nerves, flicking it with my tongue, but the more I do this, the more she seems to move away.

“Why are you hovering over my mouth, Gabriette? Sit your ass down and ride my fucking face like you mean it,” I growl.

“You won’t be able to breathe!” she exclaims, and I can’t help but chuckle.

“Then suffocate me with this delicious pussy, my queen,” I say, running my tongue down the apex of her thigh. “I’m starved and need to feast.”

Before she can argue, I plant her ass down on my mouth and hold her in place, grinning when a tremble of anticipation shoots through her body.

I run my tongue up and down her slit, lapping at her pussy like a man starved. She tastes fucking amazing, and I can fucking shoot myself for holding out for so long. This woman has given me a permanent hard-on since she first threatened me. Now she’s queening me and I love every fucking second of it.

I sense her apprehension still, so I lift her up and her head snaps down to me.

“Gabriette,” I say with an edge to my voice. “I promise this is not only for your pleasure, but mine as well. You won’t suffocate me, you barely weigh anything, so trust me when I say I want you to ride my face, sweet girl.”

She bites her bottom lip. “Your pleasure as well?”

“Yes,” I groan, tightening my grip on her thighs. “Let’s put it this way; think of me as your submissive little puppet and use my mouth to get off. Be as rough as you like. Take out your frustrations on my tongue and come all over my fucking face.”

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